
Boy was worried about the girl's stupor on his lap. The guy wiped the sweat that started dripping one by one on his forehead with a tissue. The corner of his eye was spread throughout the room, most of the visitors had already gone home. At the end of the room a uniformed servant was staring at him from a distance, Boy immediately waved his hand as the code called out.
“There can be helped Kak?” asked the waiter who was struggling.
“Help to get wind oil for my friend,”inka Boy with an anxious face.
The waiter nodded and excused himself to go back to see his manager. Soon a man in his 35s came over. His skin was brownish with sharp eyes, his stature was wrapped in a long-sleeved white shirt and black cloth trousers, a black tie with red stripes appeared to decorate his chest. Politely the man gave the oil and asked the maid to help rub it on the girl's nose to regain consciousness.
Maya opened her eyes and looked at the people around her who were watching her.
“I fainted?”ask Maya on the Boy who held her.
The guy nodded slowly, Maya tried to get up and sat down next to Boy.
“Thank you to all of you,” Maya said as she nodded in respect.
Now at the table there was only Maya and Boy staring at him with shady eyes. Maya takes a deep breath and puts her phone in the bag, shifting her gaze to look at Boy deeply.
“I'm sorry to bother you. But I really can't control the situation, ” complained the girl while leaning her back on the chair.
“Iya..I got it. Not strong yet? Yuk go home!”
“Come..Not good too long at the restaurant,”sahut Maya while getting up from her seat.
Boy knew full well he was just being used as an impingement for the girl. But he is very happy today to be able to sit with Maya even if only for a few hours.
Along the way in the car, Maya sits speechless and wipes her tears several times. Boy gave her a tissue box hanging on the roof of the car, and looked at her with concern. Cars run at moderate speed, crossing highways that are crowded with people who go home from work. Cars and motorcycles began to crawl, soon there will be traffic jams. The sky on the western horizon is reddish orange, indicating the sun has returned to its contest.
“Already,May. Don't you cry and get sick later. Optimistic that your lover will be healed,”hibur Boy while braking the car.
“You can rasain not sad where?I can't go there because, first about the practicum that can't be absent, second because the visa takes care of it for a long time,”hung the girl at length.
Looking at Maya who now looks swollen, her nose was reddened, her crying still sobbing.
“And his lover died. Later I will replace him,”batin Boy.
Boy's evil shadow begins to pervade his mind, his love defeating his humanity.
“But ah..I can't be like that. That's a sin, Boy!”his little heart screamed from within.
“Doctor there sophisticated-sophisticated,May. Believe me he must be cured,”hibur Boy once again while turning his wheel to the left.
Now the car turns towards the campus, Maya kos is behind the campus. Maya wipes her tears and gets ready to put her bag strap on her right shoulder and put the rest of the tissue back in place.
“Thank you,Boy. You've been comforting me all day, ” said the girl as she opened the car door.
“Sama-sama. Promise first, May. Don't cry anymore,”message Boy with a serious face.
The girl simply nodded her head with a forced smile.
The boarding house looks empty, the boarding house is still resting in his room. Later his condition worsened due to high blood pressure. Sometimes the art would visit him in the room and bring him food. Maya hurriedly climbed to the second floor and opened the door of her room which was located at the very end of the hall overlooking the village of residents.
”Kreek..”.
The door to the room opened, Maya turned on her room ac. The atmosphere is always quiet because Wulan must have gone to work in a mall as customer service. It seems that the girl is also not deterred by the accident she had experienced some time ago. Economic pressure and his dream of reaching the goal of forcing himself to work part-time after college.
Finished cleaning yourself in the bathroom, sitting at the study table holding his phone. His intention was unanimous to contact Om Robert who is now still accompanying Ryan at a hospital in New York.
“Here at 8pm. There must be 8 am,’”inya.
Pressed by the contact number belonging to father Ryan with a pounding heart, his knee felt weak to imagine how the condition of Ryan will be seen through his cellphone monitor.
“Tut..Tut..”
“Koma is a state of unconsciousness caused by someone having an injury to the head,”Maya read it slowly.
Robert once said that doctors in America are very skilled because the development of science and technology there is very advanced. His medical equipment is also very sophisticated.
Maya took a deep breath and was quite relieved, he was sure one day Ryan would be cured with treatment supported by physiotherapy, psychotherapy and occupational therapy.
physiotherapy, psychotherapy, and occupational therapy.
“Drying...Drying.
A ringing phone through his cell phone made the girl stop her fingers to move the mouse, grabbed her phone and saw the number owned by Om Robert contact her.
“Halo om's. Good morning,”sapa Maya on her future father-in-law.
“Night,May. You just called?”
“Iya..Maya see Ryan's condition. Can it?”ask the girl with a chest that goes up and down faster.
Her fear and anxiety make her heartbeat beat faster, Maya has prepared herself to see and accept Ryan in even the worst of conditions,
“Shortly,May. This om again walked into the ICU room,”sahut Om Robert in a soft voice.
Maya observes every room that papa Ryan goes through through her phone screen. Whitewashed walls, white-covered heads and male medics wearing long white practicum suits.
“This Ryan. The conditions are still the same. But his heart rate is still good and functioning normally. He ate through an infusion hose,”finder Om Robert at length while showing some complementary tools that were around the guy's bed.
Maya observes Ryan's body wearing blue hospital clothes and covered with a white hospital blanket. His head was full of bandages, and both of his legs were bandaged. On his nose and right hand was stuck with an intravenous needle.
“Aduh...Ryan, poor true fate,”tangis Maya in heart.
It felt like that second Maya also wanted to fly to NY to meet her lover, and that was just an assumption. Now he can only observe the lover who is in a long sleep.
“Then what did the doctor say there,Om?”
“We just pray, May. Doctor definitely does his best.”
“Om..Try putting the phone in Ryan's ear. I want to talk to her,”pinta Maya while holding back sobs.
Om Robert just looked with a sad face and obeyed the wishes of his future son-in-law. Om Robert's cell phone is now near Ryan's left ear.
“Ryan..Please wake up! It's me, Maya. Remember seven more months we should get married.”
Ryan kept clenching his eyes, no response at all, the girl felt her chest tightening with tears. Robert pulls his phone from Ryan's ear, but Maya prevents him.
“Please,Om. Put the phone again near Ryan's ear,” Maya's request with great hope.
Again Om Robert just obeyed the will of his son-in-law because he thought that was the best for his only son who is now dying.
“Ryan..It's me,Maya. You remember our promise. I love you so much, Ryan. You should wake up. I can't live without you. We should always be together,” said the girl stammering.
Maya's eyeballs began to turn red and watery, the girl crying silently without a sound.
Robert waited for about ten minutes while standing and bringing the phone screen closer in front of his favorite son's face, hoping Ryan would open his eyes and be able to see his lover's face. But Ryan's eyes remained tightly clenched, Ryan's fingers now able to move, Om Robert shouted in excitement and made a female nurse enter the room.
“It’s going better,”the nurse who was greeted with a smile of excitement on the face of Om Robert.
“Ryan started moving her hands,May. Thank ye. Tomorrow you video call again,” order the middle-aged man with a smile.
Maya nods her head slowly, her eyes water and she cries again. But no longer a cry of sadness but happy tears.