The Love of Mr. Gala

Restoring Memory of the Milky Way

   “Bima, why do you use all decets?”

   “Why? I just want to know why you are.”

   With her innocent expression, Bima answered Marisha's nagging. Bima did not know, because of her sudden movements, there was a strange feeling that Marisha felt. It makes the girl feel awkward.

   “Nothing. Are you done talking about it? I want to take a shower.” Marisha tries to avoid the conversation by going to the bathroom.

   Bima who felt innocent, with ease immediately lay on the sofa. Long enough to wait for his turn to bathe, Bima fell asleep because of the fatigue he felt after a day of work.

   “Gala, pliss ... dengerin first explanation me.”

   “Nothing to explain, everything is clear. I've seen it myself. Now, our relationship is over. Please go from my life.”

   “Gala.”

   “E-e-eh.”

(Brug)

   “Bima. Bim, Bima.”

   Bima opened her eyes. “Lo why? Lo nightmares huh?” marisha asked, seeing the amount of sweat on the area of the man's face.

   Bima got up from a lying position, then answered Marisha's question with a headband.

   “Lo not a nightmare? Keep on dreaming what? Why is it up to that dry?” ask Marisha again.

   “Nknow. Dreams are unclear.”

   “Ko you can tell if it's not a nightmare?” Marisha continued to ask, out of curiosity.

   Bima gave Marisha a sharp look, as if asking the girl to shut up. Bima himself did not know what dream he had just experienced. For 3 days and 2 nights, Bima lived in Marisha's house, only this time he dreamed of something strange like that.

   “Who is my real name?” mummified Bima.

   “Gue does not know your real name. You will lose memory, there is no identity whatever you brought at that time,” explained Marisha.

   “Do my memories come back like they used to?” Regarding Bima's question on that one, Marisha could not answer it. Marisha could not guarantee when Bima's memory would return. It could be in the near future, it could also take quite a long time.

   “Tomorrow, finished work I will invite you to go around. Who knows, there is a place that you have ever come, and your memory will return again,” said Marisha, giving advice.

   “Why not now? Faster, not better?! If so I take a shower first,” reply Bima.

   “I-iya.”

   Hearing Bima so excited, Marisha hesitated if they should leave tonight. Actually, Marisha wasn't sure if this could work. Marisha did not want if the advice he gave it, it made Bima disappointed.

   Marisha was afraid that if Bima's memory returned, Bima would report it to the police. Because of him, Bima until memory loss. Moreover, the car that Bima was driving at that time, is now lost somewhere.

   Even though it wasn't her fault, Marisha still felt scared. Afraid if the Bima family who demand justice for their children. Marisha was afraid, because if so what was the fate of her mother and her two sisters in the village?

   “Risha.”

   Marisha was surprised, as Bima called out her name quite loudly. “Come go. Why even dumbass?”

   Bima who had finished bathing, immediately invited Marisha to come out. Bima hopes, their departure tonight, can restore a little memory.

   “We want to go around riding what? I don't have a motor,” said Marisha. He who invites Bima to go around, he is also confused.

   Bima thought for a moment, then advised Marisha to borrow her friend's motorcycle. “Alin you mean?” marisha and Bima asked him immediately with a nod of their heads.

   Marisha tells Bima that Alin does not have a motorcycle, but they can borrow Alin's parents' motorcycle.

   “Iya yes, equally, but look out lo yes .. if my bokap motor until why-why, our friendship relationship broke up.”

   “Jeez, Alin. It's so much the same with me. Yes, yes, I'll be careful. At that time it hit me-”

   “Sstt.” Alin immediately silenced Marisha's mouth, so as not to be confused about the accident that occurred at that time.

   “What the hell, Lin? Pake my mouth? Bima also already knew about the accident,” Marisha's nag.

   “Lo already know, Bim?” ask Alin.

   “Yes, Alin. If he doesn't know, why did he ask me to take responsibility? Weird deh lo,” timpal Marisha.

   Alin could only grimace. “O yes.”

   “O yes, o yes. I'm on my way.” Marisha.

   “Bima, you can ride the motor, right?” tanyakanya.

   Bima is not sure if he can ride a motorcycle. His memory is gone. What if Bima had never been on a motorcycle before?

   Seeing the doubt on Bima's face, Marisha instantly prepared to become a jockey. Nothing can be expected of a man who has lost his memory. His name was forgotten, what about the others?

   “Risha, i-”

   “Udah ride, I will bring the bike,” reply Marisha, fast. He was ready with Alin's black helmet.

   “Iya.” With a strange feeling, Bima sat as a passenger. Either because this time Bima ride a motorcycle, or because it was rammed by a woman. However, the strange feeling seemed to disappear, as Bima wrapped her hands around Marisha's stomach.

(Plack)

   “Don't try to take a chance in your narrowing huh? I'll catch up later,” Marisha's nag.

   “Sorry. I was not on purpose.”

   “Not intentionally, accidentally.”

   Seeing the small quarrel between Marisha and Bima, Alin smiled widely. Just this time Alin saw Marisha so close to a man. In fact, with the Son who only works, Marisha is not too close.

   “Be careful, Sha. Go home do not falem-malem yes,” shouted Alin, as Marisha drove quite fast.

   “Kok me seneng ya, see Risha same Bima like that? I guess .. they both fit together to be a couple.” Alin smiled again, imagining if Marisha, really together with Bima.

   A few minutes around, Marisha was confused whether she should bring Bima, to pass the place where they had an accident or not.

   “Neg. I shouldn't have doubted. Maybe if I take Bima pastatin that place, his memory will return again. That way he can go back to his family again. His parents must be worried, because Bima has been lost for 3 days, Marisha's inner”.

   After thinking long enough, Marisha finally decided to take Bima through the place.

   “Why stop?” ask Bima.

   “Lo inget not the same place?” marisha replied, asking.

   Bima frowned. “What is this place?” ask again.

   Marisha exhaled a rough breath. “Lo really do not want the same place? It's kan-”

   “Gala. This is really you, right? Thank goodness you're alive, I'm so happy.”

   Marisha and Bima were surprised by the arrival of a woman who called Bima by the name Gala. The woman even directly hugged Bima tightly.

   “Who is this girl? Is he Bima's girlfriend? A fiancee? Or maybe .. This girl is Bima's wife? Why do I feel sick, see this girl hug Bima?”