The Bond of Our Love

CHAPTER 4-Where Am I?!

"So...you broke off our relationship because now I'm blind?" ask Rahul lirih.

"Yes of course, let's see. Oh sorry, I forgot, we're blind now. If so, try to imagine. I'm young, I'm still beautiful, and my future is long. There are still many handsome, rich, and perfect men out there waiting for me. So, there's no way I'm wasting them just for you. It's the same as me destroying my own future"

"I became like this because I saved you. And you said I'd ruin your future?" Rahul said furiously. His hands clenched, it seemed like a feeling of emotion was starting to attack him.

"So you blame me for your blindness? where was my mistake? I never told you to run in the middle of the road and save me. That's your own initiative. But if you insist on blaming me for what happened to you, then fine. Thank you so much for saving my life. But that doesn't mean I have to make up for it in any way, I have to spend the rest of my life just taking care of you right? I also have the right to think about myself. Oh, well, you know. As my gratitude to you, I will pray. Hopefully someday, there will be a girl who can love and accept your situation. Although I myself do not feel sure that such a prayer will be answered...."

Amora looked at Rahul cynically and continued to mock without the slightest guilt.

"Get out!!" sergeant Rahul with round eyes. His face flushed, his body trembling with anger. Amora who was cool to insult him gasped in shock and immediately fell silent to a thousand languages.

"Be out from before me! From this moment on, there is no connection between us Amora Fransisca!! Please find and enjoy your happy life with the handsome, rich and perfect man out there!! Because I don't need a petty woman and don't know yourself like you! my eyes are no longer working to see your hypocritical face! But both my hands are still very functional, if only to silence your trash mouth! So before I lose control, and do the things I don't want to do to you! Get out of here!!"

Rahul roared, the volume of his voice like a thunderous lightning. Amora who had been acting arrogant, immediately her guts shrunk as well. It was like a frightened mouse seeing a lion suddenly go berserk.

Even his heart was pounding at the effects of fear that enveloped his chest. Although for three years with Rahul always treated him well and full of love. But it is undeniable that the man has a stubborn, cold and temperament.

Not wanting to add to the man's anger which would have been fatal to his safety, Amora rushed out of the hospital room running.

Now he was alone in that big, spacious room with a feeling of emptiness, lamenting his unfortunate fate. He never expected that his life would change drastically in an instant.

The woman he loved half-dead, the woman he saved until her eyes fell victim. Even make the eyes as an excuse to dump it. His family was embarrassed and disappointed by his condition. Then now.....what else can be proud of his life?! What else is left at this time?!

"Adrrrgggghhhhhh!! arrrrgggghhhhhh!!" Rahul screams in astonishment. His hands punched the wall until his fingers bled.

"I hate this life!! I hate this useless me!! i hate!! Arrrrgggghhhhhh!!!" it doesn't stop there. With a mind that is no longer clear. Amidst his banging action against the wall of the room accompanied by the sound of desperate cries coming out of his throat, his feet accidentally stepped on something that felt like broken glass.

He remembered just a few minutes ago that he had dropped objects on the desk. Stopping his hysterical actions, Rahul bent down and picked up the broken glass. Then hold it very tightly.

Fresh blood flowed and fell pouring from inside his fist.the pain felt, but not as painful as his heart.

The act of self-harm carried out by Rahul was not there. After being satisfied to hold the broken glass until his palm bled, he then used the broken glass to scratch the vein in his own wrist.

He was also shocked and awake from his sleep. With cold sweat pouring down his body, Rahul sat down from his initial position. Breath gasping.

Apparently he had just been dreaming, dreaming of the dark event he had experienced two years ago. Something that just happened yesterday. Which until now still leaves a wound in his heart.

Rahul covered his face with both hands, trying to regulate his breathing deeply. He was too tired with his life. He just realized there was an oxygen hose that had been attached to his nose. He tried to remove the oxygen from his face.

Sensing something was stuck in his head, Rahul groaned his head. It turned out that there was a bandage wrapped around his head. Turns out his head was injured. Not only that, there was also an infusion hose attached and thrust into the back of his hand.

Where is he really? why are there so many medical devices embedded in his body, as well as the smell of drugs that are so pungent in his nose? Is this a hospital? Seems like. He is currently on a soft bed. Why would he be here? And why is he hurt?

Rahul tries to remember the previous events. He remembered that he had fought with his family. Then he decided to go abroad, according to his father's wishes.

But at that time he was on his family's private jet, suddenly the plane had an accident, due to bad weather that suddenly attacked.

Arrrrghhhh!! Why did he have to survive?! she thought the accident would be the end of her life. That way he wouldn't have to bother making a suicide attempt, as he has done over the past two and a half years. Arrrrghhhh!!why does death always let go?!

After being satisfied guessing and complaining, Rahul finally pulled the infusion needle in his hand carelessly. To cause tremendous pain, but he did not show. To him, this pain was nothing. His body was already too immune to the wounds.

He went down from the bed. The condition of his body is still not fully vit because he just regained consciousness, making his energy is still not perfect to stand. As a result, he lost his balance and was about to fall. Before Rahul collapsed, a pair of soft hands had caught him.

"Hey, careful. You're still not well" a voice belonging to a girl reprimanded. The woman's left hand held Rahul's arm, while her right hand held her shoulder. Rahul removed his body from the woman with a stingy attitude.

"Who are you"

"I? My name is Azzahra Alfathunnisa, commonly called Zahra. Then what's your name handsome?" the beautiful nurse-dressed woman introduced herself as she extended her hand with her centile.

"How am I supposed to be here? Who brought me here?" Rahul answers Zahra's question with another question, without replying to her hand. Because he could not see the girl reaching out to him.

"Come here, you can't move much first. You've just realized that you're handsome, so you have to rest a lot" Zahra pulled Rahul's body back in her basket. Reluctantly Rahul complies with the chatty girl.

"so about three weeks ago the villagers brought you here. Said they found you drifting in the river with a number of wounds on your body" Zahra took a glass of water on the nightstand beside the bed and thrust it on Rahul.

"Village people? Two weeks ago? Which area is this?" Rahul looked surprised.

"Village xxxx in town B...."

"What's? So I'm in town B now?!"

"Yes, why are you surprised? Where are you from?"

"So, I've been unconscious for three weeks?" rahul said softly with a downcast face. As if talking to himself, not to the woman sitting next to him.

"Yes, that's how it is. Aduuh...why do you ask directly from earlier? Let's get this drink and drink it. This white water is very useful to maintain blood pressure and increase your stamina that has just been aware of the coma" Zahra cerocos while taking Rahul's hand and holding a glass of drink on the man's hand.

"Based on the arrogant guy. Invited acquaintance, hand-stuffed, proffered drinks. Nothing was responded to. Turn asked, instead asked back. I always answered her question from then on. Good thing handsome, my patient is also again" muttered Zahra grumbling. Looks like the girl who works as a nurse has not realized that Rahul is blind.

Rahul heard the woman's murmur, but he ignored it. To him, the woman's chatter was just the wind. Because right now, his mind is wandering on his family.

So, it's been two weeks since the accident and the quarrel with his family that time? And it's been two weeks that he's been stranded and lying in a coma in town B? so what about his family? did they know he had a plane crash? are they worried about him? are they looking for him?

And what about her brother? Is her wedding to Amora going well? If so, that means they are now legally a married couple! in other words, Amora, her former lover, is already officially her own sister-in-law!!

thinking of that possibility made his heart again sick and hot by the tempestuous anger and hate. Unknowingly his body trembled again recalling those bitter memories. His right hand gripped the glass of water tightly, trying to dampen his emotions by making the clear glass as an impingement. But free, in the end his anger exploded as well.

"Cummerfprggghhhh...!!!" pekik Rahul while throwing a glass in his hand full of anger. Rahul's sudden behavior like that of a rebellious man made Zahra jump and confused.

"Hey handsome, calm down. What's wrong with you. Why so angry? you got a problem? Do you remember your family? or...your boyfriend?" Zahra asked as she stroked Rahul's shoulder gently, trying to calm him down. But not a word was said by the man to answer his question. Zahra let out a heavy sigh, trying to understand the bad mood of her patient.

"Well, if you don't want a story. I will not force. It's your right to tell a story or not. But it seems I can guess what kind of problem you're having, which makes you this angry" Zahra stopped her words for a moment and looked at Rahul, to see the man's reaction to his words. But Rahul did not respond.