
Since this afternoon Anya did not also reply to WhatsApp, her phone was not active. Until now the afternoon has changed the night mobile phone Anya also shows no signs will reply.
Naturally Devan was worried about Anya's situation there, he was just afraid that there was something he did not want. What if Anya is sick ? Because Devan knows Anya is a very forgetful person when it comes to breakfast.
Since from college he has not returned home because of his anger with the state of his lover. Just this time Anya was inactive for a long time but her worries disappeared due to the ringing of the phone that reads.
"Hello, what's the matter Bun ?".
"Where are you Devan ?". Remi said there.
"Devan again in cafe Bun, tumben nanyain ?".
"Home home baby, there's your friend here".
"Temen ?".
"Yes, wait at home".
The phone was cut off and Devan thought, usually if Ryan would find himself here. But who is this ? Is it anya ?.
Devan went straight out of the cafe and rode his motorcycle to go home. It didn't take long because it's not Saturday night so the streets aren't crowded enough.
He had reached the yard gate of his house but the strange thing is there is a white car parked in the garage. In his mind he was like no stranger to the car.
Do not take a headache Devan went straight into the house, when he opened the door in the middle room of his mother was talking and seemed to be with a woman because her hair looks unraveled.
As he began to approach, there was a joke from the two but the voice was not strange to Devan. His heart began to race faster, approaching the woman who was turning her back while laughing crisply.
That laugh
Devan knows him, even knows him. His body seemed to react quickly, his blood pulse seemed to signal to deny something that could not happen.
She's looking. The next second only the eyes of the two of them could speak. It's like a dream come true.
Her. Very same and unchanged.
"Karen !".
"Devan !".
He felt his legs were already very limp like jelly. How can a dead person live again ?. Devan held the balance so that Karen's embrace directly did not make her careless.
"Gue kangen really same lo ?".
Surprised to begin digesting well by Devan, he let go of Karen's embrace while trying to think. It's all like a very unfunny joke.
Karen's face looks very shocked by the treatment of her ex-boyfriend, "We talk in the back ?".
Devan first walked to the park behind his house.he was confused in the nod by Femi, then followed by Karen behind him.
"Clearly Ren".
"Rin !". Ask.
Even now Karen has not sat down at all but Devan's question leaves Karen clueless.
Devan's view has been straight forward, dizzy for him to accept all this and now he just needs an explanation.
"Jawab to Ren ?".
Stay same.
He could only sigh and tell her how he was fighting a very painful illness. In the past, hospitals in Jakarta could not handle it so he was taken to los angles for better treatment and therapy.
It took months for her to wake up from her long sleep. He told how happy it was when Karen was able to wake up after surgery because with this he felt that Karen could quickly meet Devan.
Tears were accidentally dripping, for him a story like this he wanted to erase permanently in memory.
"Dev you're still horrifying me, aren't you ?".
The one in question only nodded weakly, He understood that Devan really wanted to hear an explanation from him. Three years is not a short time.
He continued the story turned out that all the treatment and surgery alone was not enough for Karen because they were afraid that the disease would spread and turn off the function of her internal organs. Surely he had just a few months of chemotherapy that disease gnawed his body again.
It was up to the doctor to say that Karen could only live for the next few days. His parents were devastated by this fact even they were desperate for Karen to live and return to Indonesia with them.
Just this time Devan turned his head and looked at the brownish bead of eyes. There was a feeling of pleasure in his heart when someone he had longed for would look him in the face. He knows Devan is worried about him.
"Keep with lo say you died gegara what ?".
"I know Dev at that time you kept calling my number, right ? But everything happened anyway it wasn't your fault".
Ambiguous.
Karen's statement just makes Devan increasingly clueless. And at that time Devan kept calling on a phone number that he rarely even opened his family. It just so happened that Karen's heartbeat was no longer detected by the hospital device and she was pronounced dead.
"You know I died from my mother, right Dev ? That actually happened even mother and father already nyiapin airplane needs for me to be brought to Indonesia". Evidently.
The look on his face was very pressured to utter all of this, probably because the incident was still new and still imprinted clearly in his memory.
"But God is still good Dev, he still wants to give me a chance to live. And now I'm going to use this second life the same thing that makes me happy and that's you !". Further.
Her lips feel very dry now. This is not the fault of Devan or Karen, this is just a misinformation that makes her have to torture by self-harm since Karen's death.
"So, why don't you just call me, with you saying you're still alive maybe now you won't believe it happened ?".
The girl beside him just looked down in response to her question, "It's my fault Dev ! Because at that time my mother began to be protective and limit the space I made to interact with many people".
"I think with you know I died making you forget me, but it's Dev's fault ! I am the only one who can't escape you ?".
"Dev !".
He turned his head, his face looked very frustrated with this fact, "I miss you so much, can you hug me for a moment ?".
Devan was silent for a while because of Karen's wish then gave a short nod.
Karen smiled and hugged Devan's body very tightly, which in her arms was as warm as returning. He thinks this is all just a small mistake.