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Episode 42 Trauma

EPISODE 42 TRAUMA

It's dark..

What is this place? Why am I here? What the hell's going on?

I can't see anything..

“Hallooo.. are there people?”

Is there no one here? Then why am I here? How could?

Am I looking for a way out on my own? But, what is this endless place? I've been walking for a long time.Where is the exit? Is there a way out?

“Chemira.”

Someone called..

“Who? Who's there? Anybody else? Hello?”

“Chemira.”

Who called me?

“Siapaa?? It's dark. I can't see anything.”

“Chemira.. Come here, son.”.

Eh? This it? Like sound..

“Mamah?? Mah?? That's Mamah?”

Someone walked over. What is Mama?

“Mah?”

“Come, darling.. Mama misses you.”

I-I.. I hugged her? This.. this is real, right? This is a real Mom, right? So. is this just a dream?

“Don't cry, baby.. Mama is always here. don't cry.”

His hand touched my face..

“Mah.. Mamah take it easy. I will find the truth. I will definitely find the truth.hiks...”.

“No, dear.forget that grudge. Mama is fine. Don't live in revenge.”

“No, mom. I don't get revenge.I just want to know the truth.I want to know the truth.”.

“Honey..forget the past.live in peace.. Mama is fine, really. You must be happy dear.find your own happiness.”.

“Hiks.. Ma.. i.”

Eh? Mammy? What was? Why let go of his embrace?

“Mama should go. Take care of yourself, baby. don't cry anymore.. Mama loves you.”

“No. Don'tdon't.. Mah... don't leave me.”

“No.. Mom!!”

Chemira awakens from her dream..

“What's up? Why are you crying? What dream did you have to cry like that?” Ask Fimela who has been trying to wake Chemira up. “I.. crying?” Chemira looks confused, her memory is fragmented and irregular.

Arora rubbed Chemira's cheeks wet from tears. “You think this is what?” His words showed his wet hands. Chemira did not answer him, he just bowed lethargic.

Arora and Fimela understand that Chemira needs time to calm herself down. “We wait below. Breakfast is ready. You get ready, we're almost late.” Fimela said before pulling Arora out of there.

As if regaining consciousness, Chemira rushed down from her bed and stepped into the bathroom to clean herself up.

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“What's with him? When we ate together two days ago, he was fine. He looked fine yesterday too, didn't he? What's wrong with him today?” Ask Fimela to Arora.

“Where do I know? Suddenly she was crying like that. But, last night I saw her daydreaming on her balcony room. I don't know why.” Replied Arora a little doubtfully.

Fimela nodded, “Hm.. likely due to ‘itu’?”

“Maybe.. agree with you.” Arora Sahut.

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Shortly after, Vicha came to class and delivered the learning materials as usual.

Ms. Vicha left the class sooner than usual because she was on business. “Hoam. I'm so tired.” Arora immediately tidied up all her belongings on the table, thus making the table empty.

“Enak once yes who can sleep.” Fimela said upset, he could not sleep in this hour of rest because he had some tasks that he had to give up. Chemira seemed silent, she seemed uninterested in anything around her.

Chemira's silence today is a big question mark for Arora and Fimela. “Chemira why the hell? There is no spirit of life.” The Whisper of Fimela to Arora. “Shh.. don't talk first. Maybe he needs time alone.” Reply Arora who also whispered.

Suddenly, Arora felt her phone vibrate. ‘Message? From whom?’

From: Zuhya

Come here during the break.

‘Zhuya? She... keep her number on my phone? When's? Contact name.. so that others do not know?’ Her thought.

‘Ya is already. Get there right now. I don't want my break time interrupted.’ Arora immediately stepped foot to the place intended by the sender of the message.

“Arora, where are you going?” Ask Fimela. Step Arora stalled, “Health room.” Arora answered without looking back, then stepped back her legs.

Right after Arora left the classroom, the break bell rang. “Alright, I have to hand over these tasks immediately.” Said Fimela, then left the classroom and met the teachers concerned.

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The health room,

“Excuse me, senior.” Arora said while knocking on the door. “Come.” Someone from within.

Arora opened the door with a feeling of anxiety. It's freaky. Yeah, weird. He didn't even know why he was worried. That feeling just popped up.

The anxiety that was imprinted was clearly on Arora's face, making her look deathly pale with cold sweat dripping slowly, as well as a ray of fear that was clearly visible from her eyes. Zhuzu, who was about to welcome him, was confused by Arora's situation.

“You why?” He hopes to get a satisfactory answer. But unfortunately, he had to swallow a sense of disappointment because Arora just shook her head.

“Ya already, sit down first.” His speech was followed by a nod from Arora.

Arora sat herself in one of the beds available there. He tried to neutralize his heartbeat and regulate his breathing so that the disturbing feeling disappeared, but the result was nil. Anxiety and anxiety still control him for now.

Zhuzu watched Arora's increasingly strange movements. Then he decided to brew a cup of warm tea to help calm the woman down.

He approached Arora with a cup of warm tea in his hand. “You.. have trauma?” The question made all sorts of feelings appear in his heart, sad, angry, afraid, anxious, making a very tight feeling in his chest cavity. Makes Arora's tiny body shake.

Because powerless to accommodate all that, tears also dripped as a form of emotional overflow that appeared suddenly. ‘A-i why? Why am I crying?’

Zhuzu took his place on the sofa beside the bed. He just kept quiet and let Arora cry out his emotions before him, for the second time.

After a long while, Arora already looked a little calm. “This, drink first.” Zhuzu gave him a cup of Chamomile tea that was almost cold. Arora took it, he drank it to nothing, then put the empty cup on the nightstand.

After drinking the tah, Arora felt herself to be better than before. The negative feelings that had once surrounded him, now slowly began to disappear. So too with the dizziness he had previously felt.

“Better, hm?”

Arora nods, “Ya, thank you senior.”

“Alright, I asked you here to give this.” Said Zhuzu while showing a glass bottle containing a clear liquid that looked shiny. “What is it?” Ask Arora. “Your poison cure.” Zhuzu replied casually.

Arora was wide-eyed to hear that answer, “Toxic?”

“Yes. What makes your body what it is now is poison. The poison makes your circulatory performance impaired. That's why you can get various kinds of blood-related diseases. Not just his blood, but his organs. It can also affect the bone marrow that functions to produce blood cells.” Zhuzu said his sentence slowly so that Arora could digest it well.

Arora was not surprised at all. He just looked more somber than usual.

Did ya? Is it true as he said? If it is like that. does he know the cause of sister's death?

“You and your sister are different. The type of poison is the same, but the way it works and the resulting loss are different. Toxins in your body work by disturbing the circulatory system, but not to stop or turn it off. While the poison in your sister spell by damaging and killing the circulatory organs. So that blood can not flow to his body.”

This time Arora looked paler and more grim than before. His whole body stiffened. He did not expect that the cause of his brother's death was the same thing as him.

‘The people behind this all want to kill me and brother. What do they want? What did they gain by destroying our family? What is their real purpose?’

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