The Ghost Handsome's

The Ghost Handsome's
TGH 28S



Still Zehan Pov,


I admit, I used to be very unfilial. Rude to parents and no manners at all. After the accident, for some reason, I felt conscious. I want to change, I feel ashamed of all my bad qualities and attitudes.


" Thank you, God. You've given me a second chance to come back alive and change. I promise to be a human being with a kind and patient personality" I said in my heart.


I closed my eyes and fell asleep. I don't know how long I've been asleep, when my eyes opened, there was already Bi Minah and Uncle Rahmad.


" Bi, "call me down.


I saw Bi Minah looking at me and approaching my bed.


" Wake up, Den, you know,,. "


I smiled wryly at Bi Minah calling me Aden, like the other servants.


" Don't call Ze like that, Bi. You are not servants to Ze. "my words are still in a soft voice.


Bi Minah smiled happily.


" At last, the child I've been raising for a long time, has returned. Thank you, for holding on, son. "


Bi Minah rubbed my head gently, just like before. I closed my eyes, again feeling the affection I had not felt for a long time.


" Where are you and Mama, Bi,,? " i asked because I saw that they weren't here.


" Mr and Madam just got home, Ze. Change let those who rest, and we who take care of you, " replied Bi Minah while putting the food she brought on the nightstand.


" Which uncle, Bi,,? " many more.


" Ze, "call Uncle Rahmad as he approaches my bed.


I tried to sit, but still felt weak. Without me telling you, Uncle Rahmad helped me up my bed a little.


" Thank you, Uncle, "I said sincerely.


Uncle Rahmad smiled.


" How are you doing, son,,? " ask Uncle Rahmad gently.


" My body aches and hurts all, Uncle. "I replied as I grimaced with the pain and pain that came back.


" Patient, son" said Uncle Rahmad and I could only nod.


" Ze wants to eat, huh,,? " ask Bi Minah. And I nodded back.


" Can, Bi. It felt like a long time ago, Ze did not eat the cooking of my dear Aunt. "my answer and slightly teased Bi Minah.


" Aih, my son can tease. Then you're cured, son. " Bi Minah chuckled, I can only smile.


" Want aunty a bribe, son,,? " I nodded.


I want to go back to feeling pampered and loved like I was in my childhood. Bi Minah started to feed me slowly. Although my mouth feels bitter, but the food is still chewed and I swallowed.


Bi Minah gave me some drinking water as soon as I finished eating. Bi Minah smiled at me and I could only reply with a smile anyway.


" Uncle, "call me.


Uncle Rahmad came back and sat down on the chair beside my bed.


" Uncle, Auntie, Ze's sorry. Because all this time, Ze has done a lot of wrong and rude to Uncle and Aunt. Forgive Ze who has offended and hurt you both. "my words were slow and soft.


I held back my tears that were beginning to pool.


" Without you apologizing, we've forgiven you, son. You're young, still emotionally unstable, and we understand that. We're happy because you're sober now, and you're back like our little Ze. Besides, hadn't you previously apologized to Uncle, too,,? ".


I was shocked, because I felt like I never did it. My lyrics Bi Minah swerved sharply at Uncle and Uncle covered her mouth with all four fingertips.


" What does Uncle mean,,? " much confused.


It seems Uncle Rahmad is hiding something. But I don't want to force it. I obeyed Uncle Rahmad's words to take medicine and then get back to rest. I closed my eyes and went back to my dream world.


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Author Pov, by,,


Minah approached Rahmad, and nudged him slowly. Rahmad chuckled as he put his palms together in front of his chest.


A week later, the,,


Zehan has been allowed to go home on condition that he still can not do strenuous activities and should not be too much thought.


Rahmad pushed Zehan's wheelchair slowly into the house. The last time he left the house after a fight with his mother.


Tears welled up again in Zehan's eyes. Rahmad continued to push into Zehan's room, which was temporarily moved down.


Rahmad helps Zehan move into his bed. Zehan is not paralyzed, only he still feels weak when standing too long.


" My room upstairs is still like old times, Uncle,,? " asked Zehan while leaning his back on the dashboard of the bed. Rahmad smiled.


" It is still the same as before you left that night" replied Rahmad.


" If my favorite jacket and shirt is there still Uncle, then,,? "


For a moment, Rahmad was silent. The look on his face changed.


" I'm sorry Uncle. The jacket and shirt are broken. Many parts were torn and exposed to blood. We were forced to throw it away " replied Rahmad slowly.


Zehan lowered his head and let out a long sigh. His beloved jacket no longer exists.


" It's all my fault. I have no right to be angry anymore. I really deeply regret it. "inner Zehan was sad.


" I'm sorry Uncle yes, Ze. " said Rahmad, feeling guilty. Zehan shook his head slowly.


" It's okay, Uncle. It's not Uncle's fault, it's Ze's fault. Uncle don't apologize. Let the past pass, at this time, Ze just wants to change into a better and more patient person" replied Zehan.


" Yes, Uncle stayed. You just rest. "


Zehan nodded and Rahmad came out of Zehan's room. Not to forget, the door of the room was closed.


Zehan again sighed regretfully. Zehan recalled his dream for a week. Same dream and the same girl.


The longer, the girl's face became clearer in Zehan's dream. Only, until now Zehan still could not remember who the girl was.


Meanwhile, Alish's condition after ten days left Zehan left, he turned into a quiet figure.


Only with certain people, Alish was friendly and cheerful. One of them is Mother and her sisters in the foundation.


Alish still continues to do his activities to help Grandma Iyum, the vegetable seller and Yoga, who is a small scavenger child. All Alish did to keep remembering Zehan.


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