The Diary Ecca

Part 47's

...Sweet Smile...

The principal brought risoles from the canteen? The Minister of Education brings the key? Angels bring fruits from heaven? Young entrepreneurs bring the fragrant ones? Necromancer? A grubber? An army? A dancer? Or I alone carry the words of choice, I will be happy to say it and you are happy. Don't cry, later you have a headache, is there anything I need to help?.

Albert Einstein made the mistake of wanting to be completely the same as me, he didn't choose you to be his lover so he couldn't be alone in the room and wanted to meet you!.

Every time I wait for you, time goes slower for me, night goes slower, day goes slower, wall clocks move slower, age gets slower, time goes slower, and when my heart beats faster than the speed of light by the desire to meet you.

The sweetly written annual temple of my love story with him that sits in the courtyard of love together with my heart that is always ringing with the whisper of his love so sweet, so sweet, indefinitely revealed but I cannot speak with words.

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"Mr" I said softly

"Ecca!.. David nduk" Grandma hugged me with tears I saw David from the window of the hospital where he was treated, it hurt so much to see him lying weak, it hurt, with a lot of wires attached to his body and oxygen to help his breathing.

I can only see it from the glass, because it has not been allowed to approach him other than the medical team.

I saw David coming to his senses and waking up and then he looked at me, trying to spread his smile a little and move his hands little by little, then greeted me.

I smiled and wrote on the glass "i miss you" she nodded and smiled. I wrote again. "don't stay with me, you have to be healthy" he nodded his head again slowly and closed his eyes again maybe he was still weak.

I couldn't bear to see it that way, my tears kept flowing.

"David has had a liver tumor since he was in Junior High" his father David said.

Then I looked at David's father.

David came to me....

"Had his condition improved, ever since he met you he was more cheerful and not moody anymore, he fell again when he heard the news of his mother died two weeks ago" said his father David, who is not a child, then I was shocked.

"But two weeks ago I was still able to go with David om!" Excruciate.

"Yes, after leaving with you he heard that his mother was gone, he went straight to his mother's house, after the funeral David was rushed to the hospital and his condition was critical" said his father David.

"He was in a coma a week ago" he added.

I was shocked and confused...

"A week ago? Before I left the camper we were still chatting at the Lake, and we still had a sudden meeting at my college, and that SMS who wrote it?" My word.

I was silent because of confusion...

"And it was Saturday that sent you an SMS, because David set up an alarm clock on his phone that said that and your name was there, so I sent it to you.

"Sorry, we just told you now, David forbid us to tell anyone about his illness, but seeing him like this is all he needs, help him!" His father David.

David's father patted me on the back while looking at David, and walked away from me. I'm still dumbstruck, can't believe this incident if David's been in the hospital for the past 2 weeks, then who's always there when I need to and why she's at the lake that night playing her favorite acoustics in the college music room.

"God what does all this mean?" I asked in my mind.

I kept staring at David's body still lying weakly in the hospital bed.

"Son, let's go home, it's night, we're here again tomorrow!" Pinta.

Then I turned my eyes to obey my father's request, but I turned back to look at David, David woke up and looked at me as if saying "don't go" I smiled and said to him.

"Dad, I can stay here, mom and dad can go home" he smiled and nodded his head.

"Yes, you don't get sapped either, I'm proud of you" my father said.

Then we hugged, and Dad went home with mom. Shortly after my father came home to check on David's condition, I saw him from the window hoping that nothing would happen to David.

The doctor came out and was greeted by David's father's question.

"Where is my son doc?" His word.

"It's amazing a miracle, the condition is quite stable and can be moved in an ordinary room, we will immediately prepare it" said the doctor who made us breathe a sigh of relief.

Then I looked at David, who was looking at me, and I wrote on the glass, "you're great!"

Then he smiled and I replied with my smile.

David was moved in an ordinary room yes although still need oxygen to help his breathing, at least we can accompany him indoors not outdoors.

I walked up to him and sat down beside him, I held his cold hand and he woke up smiling towards me.

"Ca, om and grandma go out first to find food, take David for a moment!" His father David.

"Yes" I replied.

I looked back at David...

"What hurts?" I asked, he just nodded weakly.

"I know you're going to get well, you need to be strong!" I said as I shed tears that I couldn't hold.

David looked at me and tried to wipe my tears, like he wanted to say something.

I took the initiative to get him some paper and a marker so he could write it there because I'm sure it's still hard for him to talk.

Then he started writing and showed it to me.

"Look" I smiled at him, with his condition like this he still had a chance to joke.

"Aren't you still here?" my joke.

"No, there's you" she wrote, which made me smile again.

"I'm bosen here, how did we escape?" Mouthed

"May, but you have to carry me!" The answer.

"Where strong I carry you. Vid cepet healed yes, we go to your grandmother's place again, we promise to take me around the village" said I.

"Every good neighbor" he wrote.

For three consecutive days I accompanied ailing David, I fed him, then read him my favorite novel and we listened to the acoustic music he often played.

"Yesterday I turned on mp3, suddenly there's this song about who would love it?" ledekku.

Some feelings don't want to be immortalized, they just want to be put down temporarily.

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