
"What do you want to break, this morning, Dear?" The blue eyes of the woman sparkled at me.
I didn't blink watching him.
"Okay ..," he said because I was silent. Both corners of the pale lips were pulled upwards. The woman's hand moved uneasily.
"Betty's making you some hot soup. While drinking a little warm water first," he said again. The hand of the blue-eyed woman poured water from inside the teapot into a cup that was on a round table.
Krieg .... The door to the room opened from the outside. A middle-aged man with a native face entered with a cold face.
"How is he doing?" The man spoke to the blue-eyed woman.
"Come on, Sam. Don't you miss him? Talk to him, Sam! She must have missed you, too" replied the woman.
I stared in confusion at the two humans before me. What are they talking about?
"Look at your daughter, Sam!" The woman turned the shoulder of the man she called Sam towards me.
The man looked at me expressionlessly. It is very different from the blue-eyed woman. He breathed heavily before speaking.
"Selena .. Are you okay, honey?"
I'm silent. It was strange when they mentioned Selena's name in my ear. The name felt foreign.
"Selena, honey. Deddy's talking to you." The blue-eyed woman rolled her eyes at me.
"Thus .. uhuk!" I coughed holding my neck. My throat is very dry.
"Owh .. Drink first!" The woman pushed the water in the cup to me.
Shaking my hand received that warm cup of tea. Kureguk slowly until the toilet contents. No matter the two pairs of eyes that were looking fixed at me.
"Good morning Mister, Madam morning." Now a small woman entered the room. In his hand I saw a bowl on a table that was puffing smoke. The smell is out.
"Good morning Selena. Thank goodness you're awake" she approached me. "I cooked your favorite red bean soup. Let's have breakfast first."
This woman I never saw. But, he looked more lithe than the other two people.
"It's good to see you're okay, Cell. We're so worried about you. Eat first!"
"Who are you?"
"Jeez ... Why are you Selena?" His little eyes grew bigger by a few seconds.
"He forgot us Betty."
"Oh my God." The woman called Betty shook her head.
"I'll get out first." A man named Sam rushed out of the room.
The warm red bean soup is now in my grip. The smell is delicious. Looks delicious. He said it was my favorite food. But ... why did I forget what it was like.
***
It's still bright outside. I can hear the sound of water. After breakfast I fell asleep. Body is very tired.
Intrigued, both feet came down from the bed to the open window. My neck is stretched outward. Slender.
On my way to the exit, my steps came to a halt in front of a large mirror in the room.
I stick the figure to the mirror. A young, pure white woman wearing polycadot-patterned pajamas. Oval face shape with a nose bangir. Beautiful eyes with plump fur. Real pretty. Is this my face?
My red lips smiled at the bandages wrapped around my head. The hand pressed that part. "Awh ... shhh!" My mouth grimaces. Turns sore.
I tilted my face to the left and then to the right, there was a slight scratch on my cheek. The hair that I had once rolled away. I have long, thick black hair.
My eyes narrowed at myself in the mirror. Realized not finding any resemblance with the husband and wife who claimed my parents. Or am I a combination of the two? Bule and the natives, her son became as beautiful as me. I smiled amusedly.
Both of my legs limped out of the room. Relying on the still sore feet I tried to recognize where I was. It feels like a newborn baby. I have to learn from zero. Recognize a foreign place. The strangers. Himself a stranger.
This house looks beautiful and beautiful. The owner is the one who is. Condition of manicured house. The entire floor made of granite looked shiny.
I kept walking down the hallway inside the house. One hand holds on to the wall to support the body. My legs are not strong enough to walk upright.
Both of my legs follow the direction of the sound of water. Like the sound of waves hitting the beach.
Right ... This house is close to the sea. Down there I can see the waves chasing. The position of the house is on the beach. The tall building looks more like a villa.
Where am I? Why ... I don't trust the people in this house?
Sitting under a tree. I closed my eyes trying to shake my head.
"Aargh!!" My head feels like it's about to break. Hand squeezing strong head.
I can't remember anything.
Who me?
"Your lady why? Is anyone sick?"
My eyes opened. A dark-skinned young man stood before me.
"Miss?" His round eyes were astonished.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Tobi. We haven't met." His right hand is outstretched.
"The hobby? Have I known you before?"
"A-i .. i-yes. I'm Tobias who works for Mister Sam. Your papa. Of course we've known." He stammered.
Alisku. Strange ... Why did he ask me to meet earlier? Something is awkward.
"Can I help Miss S-selena?" tanyanya nervous.
"Tobias .. will you be friends with me?"
"of course. It's not me who often accompanies you to play on the beach."
"Oh, huh?"
"Yes, don't you remember?"
"I woke up in a strange place. Help me to remember everything again."
"Ready Miss Selena." He smiled at the sumringah.
"Tobiahas!!" Suddenly Betty ran towards us. "Why did you let Selena out of the house? He's still sick. Got to rest a lot." The woman looked stingy.
"I'm out of the house myself, don't blame him!" sahutku.
"Sorry, Selena. I should have taken care of you. Mister Sam and Madam are shopping in town."
"I'm bored in my room. Let me sit here. Don't take care of me excessively. I'm fine," I said a little sniffly.
Betty's face looked pias. He nodded.
"Can you tell me anything about me? I want to remember again" I asked.
"What do you want to know?"
"Sit down here! You're Tobias too!" I said look at the young man's responsibility.
They both sat beside me.
"Tell me who Mister and Madam Sam are!"
"They're your parents. Both are kind. I've been living with them here for a long time."
"What's their job?"
"Mister Sam is a retired military man and Madam is just an ordinary housewife. But they have some villas not far from here. Your parents are so rich, Selena." He laughed a little.
"Do I have a brother?"
"No, Darling. You're their only child. That's why they were so worried when you crashed yesterday."
I looked at Tobias who was just quiet watching Betty talk.
"You have a family relationship?" I asked, because the faces are similar. Small eyes and dark hair.