
Ammar still faithfully awaits Jihan to speak, staring at the hijab-wearing woman in front of him with a full search.
“At school, we were pretty good friends. I even almost became a victim of the unfortunate accident if I did not refuse your invitation.” Jihan. He was a little worried about Ammar's reaction.
“You? Is that right?” Ammar still can't believe one hundred percent.
“Iya.”
“Then what about Miranda?” Ask Ammar.
Jihan knitted her two eyebrows. “Miranda?”
“Iya, Miranda my lover. Didn't she also go to school in the same place as us?”
Jihan shook her head with a confused face. “But we never had a schoolmate named Miranda. If he was our schoolmate, I would know him. Because I remember who our friends were.”
Ammar was astonished, Jihan's confession was like a large rock that hit his chest.
“You sure?” Ammar. And Jihan nodded.
“But Miranda said if she was my schoolmate and we were very close.” Ammar. Then looked at Jihan suspiciously. “You're not playing me, are you?”
“For God's sake! I'm telling you the truth, Mom. We don't have a friend named Miranda! If you want, we can ask the school. The school must still store student data two years ago.”
Ammar. What Jihan said really could not be taken for granted, he was still trying to remember what really happened, but again there was no memory of anything he could. Other than the shadow of Jihan's face that faintly flashed.
“Alright, can you contact the school and request student data two years ago?”
“Can, Mas. I'll request that data from Mr. Abdullah.” Jihan immediately contacted Abdullah, who was none other than their principal.
Half an hour later, an email message from Abdullah went into Jihan's phone. The hijab woman showed the data of students that Abdullah sent to Ammar.
Ammar noticed the name of the student one by one, and there was no Miranda there.
This time Ammar really had to believe in Jihan, she was silent with a feeling of uncertainty while hardening her jaw.
Seeing Ammar speechless with a hardened face, Jihan began to worry. He knew doctors forbade Ammar from forcing his memory because it would cause him stress and pain.
“Mas?” Jihan got up and down from the bed.
“He came in when I needed a friend in my difficult times, he said we were very close, even I promised to keep and protect him, and now I'm keeping that promise. But it turns out ...” Ammar.
“Astagfirullah, Mas. Looks like he's been lying to you.”
“Lying to me?“ Ammar gasp. “I think Miranda is a good woman, because she always comforts me and accompanies me through all this. I really didn't think!”
“I think he has a reason to do all this, Mas. He must have found out about your lost memories and used them.” Sela Jihan's.
“Who exactly is he? Why is he doing this to me?” Ammar began to fidget, he walked here and there while rubbing his face violently.
“Mas, relax!” Jihan's approaching Ammar.
“Aaaaarrrgghhh ..” Ammar suddenly screamed in pain while holding his head.
Seeing Ammar in pain, Jihan panicked and tried to touch the man's hand. “Mas okay?”
“My head hurts so much! Aaaaarrrgghhh Jerit Ammar is getting louder.
Seeing Ammar groaning in pain, Jihan grew even more panicked.
“Please! Mama .... Papa, please!” Shouted Jihan. “Mas, hold! Istigfar!”
Ammar, who was in pain, did not touch Jihan's words. He kept moaning while holding his head.
“Astagfirullah, what is this?” Arif also ran after his iron and was shocked to see Ammar groaning in pain. Salma immediately hugged Jihan.
“It looks like Mas Ammar is trying to remember something and he is in pain.” Jihan's panicking. Her tears started to break.
“Call doctor, Ma!” Pinta Yusuf's. Anita rushes to contact the personal doctor who handles Ammar.
“Aaaaarrrgghhh ..” Ammar groaned again, he sat on the floor holding his head. His body was covered in sweat, his neck veins and face stiffened and looked very clear.
“Ammar, survive! Doctor will be here soon.” Said Anita who was also no less panicked.
Joseph and Arif helped Ammar stand up and threw him into bed, the beautiful man continued to groan in pain. His head seemed to want to break, excruciating pain.
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Ammar was calmer and eventually fell asleep after Ali's doctor injected a sedative. Fortunately, their family's personal doctor lived not far from Ammar's house, so he could come faster.
“Actually what happened? Why did he get to be like this?” Ask doctor Ali.
“So suddenly he asked about our time in school. Looks like he remembered something.” Answer Jihan.
“She was too forced to remember everything. There must be a trigger, maybe he saw or heard something?”
“I don't know, Doc.” Jihan Sahut. Doctor Ali exhaled.
“What is this dangerous, Doc?” Cecar Yusuf is worried.
“Dangerous if too often, because it will damage the nerves in his head. So you should try not to force yourself to remember too extreme to make him stressed. Let his memory return slowly and gradually.” Tell doctor Ali.
“Typically he's not like this. For the past six months he has never tried to remember anything again, he seems to have been able to accept his condition. But why now ...” Said Anita sobbing.
“As I said earlier, there must be a trigger that makes him try again to remember his past. Try to slowly find out. But remember! Don't let him force himself again.” Doctor Ali said.
“Good, Doc.” Yusuf Reply.
“Then I'll excuse you. Good day.”
“Thank you, yes, Doc. Good day.”
Doctor Ali left the Ammar residence.
“You better rest now, too, baby. You are sick.” Pinta Anita holding Jihan's hand.
“Iya, Ma.” Jihan Sahut.
“We came out first, huh?” Anita. And Jihan nodded.
“If you need anything, just call Ummi.” Sela Salma's.
“Good, Ummi.”
The couple rushed out of Ammar's room, leaving Jihan with her husband.
After their departure, Jihan looked at Ammar who was asleep due to the influence of drugs, sweat spots still visible on his forehead.
“I'm sorry, Mas. I should have been more able to restrain myself from saying everything.” Sorry Jihan.
Jihan accidentally did not tell the truth to Ammar's parents, because they did not want to make the burden of their minds if they knew all this time her son had been played by Miranda.
“Actually who is Miranda?” Jihan wondered as she continued to look at Ammar's deep face.
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