Prince Gesrek

Past times

It's hard to run from the past. Urang fear ... every lack of sleep, why the guilt that always envelops? ~ Kang Slurry

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Deden blinked his eyes slowly, setting the light coming into his net. His proposal was a little blurry, he knew this place several times he visited it.

The typical white clothes of a patient are neatly attached to Deden's body. An infusion hose was already installed on his left hand. The last time he remembered, he was fighting with his friends and his stomach was pierced by a knife.

Deden began to sit up, there was no one in the room. It was just empty, the silence he used to feel. Deden tried to stand up, get up from his bed, his waist was painful, it seemed like the wound he had received had not fully healed.

"Suster?" Deden stepped in search of a nurse, wondering why the hospital was so quiet, not as quiet as usual.

While carrying his infusion Deden stepped slowly. His head suddenly throbbed, Deden closed his eyes feeling pain.

"Baginda mama, Kafa wants to vacation at grandma's house" said a small child accompanied by his mother sitting in the garden of the house.

The mother chuckled softly."You, right, just yesterday went there while on vacation," he said gently stroking his son's hair.

"Kafa wants more!" firmly the boy pouted.

Deden laughed at the suddenly twisted piece of memory, as if the memory was moving before him. He misses his mother, misses her. Without realizing it, tears rolled down her cheeks.

The mother stared at Deden gently, she thrust her hand, gesturing to embrace him. Deden was surprised, what is this? This whole thing is so real.

Deden slammed into his mother's arms, whether he cared if this was real or not, which he obviously missed his mother a lot.

"I miss you, sire mama," said Deden sobbing softly, he tightened his arms.

"I miss you" whispered Deden, his shoulders trembling.

Warm, feels so warm, Deden just wants to be like this forever. In his mother's arms.

Deden further tightened his embrace, but his mother's body even drooped. Judging by Deden, his hands were now covered in blood. His hands suddenly shrank, his body size turned smaller, like a seven-year-old child. He remembered this, the memory he was trying to bury deeply.

Deden looked at his mother's helpless face, paled with a smile towards her.

"Don't leave me alone, Please." Deden shook his mother's blood-soaked body. "Help!" he screamed while crying.

Like the movie that played, Deden seemed to be moved in a place that is now a wound in his heart. He was not strong, he could not see his mother in pain. On the street that took his mother's life, he sat next to the most beloved woman. Deden's cry grew louder.

People passing by started swarming around, just got into an accident. A large truck hit a woman who was helping her son when he crossed.

"Call my dad!" The child's body trembled, his eyes blurry with tears.

Someone started calling for an ambulance. "What happened, kid?"

Seemed to be hit by a large stone, Deden's head grew heavier. The pain immediately spread throughout his body, his vision blurred until he could see nothing.

"You're hurt!" snapped someone resuscitated Deden.

This voice ... Deden knew him, he sharpened his eyes, saw who was speaking. In front of Deden is now seen a bus that rolled out smoke. A student wearing the Abbundan junior high school uniform, the same Junior High School as him, goes back and forth into the bus to rescue the wounded.

"Rayyan?" tanya Deden was surprised.

Deden tried to stand up, but .. his head hurt, his legs were also difficult to move. He did not remember anything, he was leaning on the sidewalk with his entire body injured.

"Rayyan! Out!" deden shouted at Rayyan who was still rescuing others on the bus.

"Rayyan! The bus could explode!" Deden fears he can't do anything.

Deden flailed his unmoved leg. He was annoyed, felt himself useless, with quickness Deden reached into his pocket, pulled out a cell phone and contacted someone.

Rayyan came, carrying another victim who was bleeding, full of wounds. The unconscious victim was laid next to Deden.

"Don't come back .. don't! Please!" pinta Deden was serious, holding Rayyan's arm back in the bus.

"Life is good" Rayyan smiled, walking back to the bus, looking for other victims.

"Rayyan!"

DUARR!

The bus burst into flames enveloping Rayyan who disappeared behind it. Deden was crying, he was completely useless.

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Deden's ears were ringing, his waist was also in pain. He woke up with a bundle of tears on his cheek. Was she crying?

Deden took a long breath. The dream was again ..the dream that always frightened him, the dream that always made him feel guilty and useless. Even in a dream, he could do nothing.

Deden tried to sit down, although it felt painful he finally succeeded. He used a pillow as his own backrest, saw Gibran and Vino sleeping stacked on the sofa, Juna and Bagas lesehan on the floor, they were sleeping soundly.

Deden giggled amusedly at the sight of his friends. Lastly, he saw a beautiful girl sleeping beside the bed. Deden rubbed his head gently, Key looking cute when asleep.

Key opened his eyes slowly, he moaned stifled. "Deden? You're sober?" tanya Key gasped awake.

Deden kept his finger on his lips, hinting Key to keep his voice down.

"How long has it been fainting?" tanya Deden smiled.

Key lowered. "Two days," he answered hesitantly, his hand unable to remain still.

"Maneh why?" tanya Deden laughed.

Key looked down deeply, tears began to fall, a small sobbing was heard from his mouth.

"Hello, My princess? Are you ok?" tanya Deden started to worry about seeing Key cry.

"Lo's my girlfriend, right?" Key asked back, he wiped the tears that were unceasingly coming out.

"Yes, dong. Maneh why, anyway?" tanya Deden tried to sit up straight.

Key stood up, he drew closer to Deden while stretching out his hand. "Hugs!" tell him while crying.

"What, anyway? How come girlfriend urang suddenly asked for a hug? What persambet?" tanya Deden teased while holding back a laugh.

Grep's!

Without a cue Key immediately embraced Deden tightly. "Diem! I want to hug" said Key, crying.

Deden returned Key's embrace gently, patting his back softly.

"Yes ..have been hugged, nih," said Deden, Key was crying in his arms.

"Udah, don't cry, have you been hugged." Deden tightened his embrace.

"Gue hates you! How would you die? I hate! I'm afraid of losing you" said Key, sobbing.

"Who said it? Go nowhere."

"Lo sleep later," Key's mirror still sobbing.

"Put a little break."

Key shook his head in the embrace. "Gue almost lost you. Don't do it anymore .. I'm sad to see you hurt," said Key sincerely, he let go of his embrace slowly.

"No girlfriend ...." Deden cupped his hands together on Key's face. "Don't cry! Maneh cute if you cry. Want to equal the point of two stars?" tanya Deden lowered his eyebrows.

"Whisper! You know what I kill when you sleep!" key snapped, his face red. He folded his hands in front of his chest.

Deden laughed, but a moment later he grimaced with pain in his stomach.

"Let's not be naughty ... sick, right? Ha's? Naughty, anyway!" tanya Key pulled next to Deden's cheek in annoyance.

"City ... Very sad, yes, Pest urang?" Deden said indistinctly because next to his cheeks were pulled.

Key clucked. "Don't know, man! I want to eat!"

"But, Key, one second."

Deden pointed to his friends who were still sound asleep.

"The fire! A fire! The fire!" deden shouted open his friends.

Those who were surprised, the fog was not strange, running in an uncertain direction.

"Where? Where's the fire?" asked Gibran carrying a bucket from the toilet, his eyes still half closed.

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Hy! Hy! Please critique and advice that builds up. More gaje nih story, hehe. If there is a wrong anger in the author.

Urang \= Me

Maneh \= You

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