Stuck On You's

Memory of Richard

Know it...

Some will stay, even if they have left you long ago..🥀

Della did not answer Richard's question. His eyes are on Julian and Joana. The sadness that he had been holding back from now on could not be held back. Coupled with the sad look of his parents.

Richard looked puzzled, yet a smile was etched on his face. "Is Raka still busy with her schoolwork?" Ask again.

Della runs towards Julian and Joana. Julian hugged her very tightly. Her tears broke, she cried in her Papa's arms.

"What's the matter, Ma?" asked Richard who was confused seeing his family look sad.

Joana cried with a stifled voice. His heart was not strong enough to see his son.

"Del, Papa wants to talk to your brother first" Julian said, then let go of his daughter's embrace.

Richard looked at Julian with a questioning look, "What's wrong, sir? Raka why?"

Julian looked at his son, "You just realized, how about you take a break?" julian said softly hoping Richard heard it.

Richard grew increasingly clueless and felt that something was being hidden by his parents, "There is something Papa is hiding. What happened to Raka, Pa? Yesterday I just anterin he went to school," said Richard trying to know what had happened.

"Okay, Papa explained everything. And Papa hopes you can take it, "Julian replied because there was no other choice. Julian took a deep breath, calmed his heart and thought of the right sentence to tell his son everything. He saw Joana for a moment who was immediately replied with a nod of the head from his wife. Della who was beside Joana tightened her grip on her mother's arm.

"You had an accident two weeks ago.." Julian began to recount all the events that his son had experienced. Starting from his relationship with Maura, Raka's death and her departure calmed the mind in city A for two years.

"Without Pa.. there's no way Maura could have gotten that big. Maura loves me as well as I. no way, Pa.." Richard said softly not believing Julian's words.

"Everything is right, Richard. You lose your memory, the events of these two years you don't remember because of the violent collision in the accident." Julian explained again.

"Well, Pa. I don't believe that.. Rabbet.. Maura's.." Richard yelled and thrashed on the bed, making Joana immediately hug him tightly.

"Honey, there's still Mama, Papa and Della, baby. Forget Maura.. Raka's quiet in there." Joana calms Richard down.

"Richard..? Darling..? Pa, get Anton.. Cepet, Pa..!" Joana looks worried. Julian immediately pressed the emergency button several times impatiently.Sounding Della also started to fidget and called out Richard's name many times. The atmosphere in Richard's ward was tense and anxiety plagued Julian Pratomo's family.

"What happened, Julian?" ask Dr. Anton who came into the room in a hurry.

"I'm recounting an event he's forgotten the last two years. But suddenly his body shook violently then was unconscious, Doc.." Julian explained.

Doctor Anton begins to examine Richard's condition. Check vital signs by reading Richard's blood pressure and breathing rate. After ten minutes of checking, Anton's doctor looked at Richard for a moment and saw Julian.

"Richard experienced anxiety, panic disorder and stress or commonly called psychological effects when hearing information that was difficult to receive by him. This psychological effect stimulates the vagus nerve and results in a loss of consciousness" Anton tells Julian.

"Is Richard okay, Doc?" joana asked who was sitting by Richard's bed.

"So far Richard is fine. It was hoped that if he came to his senses, the family could accompany and calm him down. Some information that triggers his nerves should not be notified first" Anton said again.

Tok.dok..

The sound of knocking on the door made everyone in the room look at the door. Della walked towards the door and opened it.

"Good day everyone..."

All eyes were on the owner of the voice that was in front of the door.

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Sorry late, my dear all

Again help compose a speech for the person so it lags up his or her..

I Love You❤'s