There's Mars in the Parish Heart Room
The Part 21
Parish. Slowly he opened his eyes. There was pain around his temple, he was twitching the area around it with his thumb.
Aunty Lesly saw her nona was awake as soon as she approached.
"thank God the lady is awake. Miss want a drink ?" ask aunty Lesly.
Parish nodded.
Soon Aunt Lesly picked up a drinking bottle on the table by the bed. Parish drank it through a straw.
"Parish why aunty ?" ask Parish.
"nona was in shock because of the memory of the lady who was slowly returning"
"so we've been here a long time ? I don't want to stay in aunty hospital long" Parish sulked.
"no miss, we'll be home as soon as miss wakes up. Doctor Neil said so" explained Aunt Lesly.
"doctor Neil ?!"
"that's the doctor Steve recommended"
"ooo.. trus auncle where ?" ask Parish.
"auncle's coming home for a while" replied aunty Lesly.
He then thought for a moment. Where is marsha ? the way in the heart.
"Marsha ?!" goda aunty Lesly, looks like she knows what her nona.
Parish was wrong. Actually he was looking, only he didn't have the right words so that aunty didn't realize his feelings.
"Marsha is still sleeping, rather she just slept" aunty Lesly pointed at the guest sofa.
Parish peeked a little.
The guy fell asleep there with his legs crossed the sofa. Very handsome, praise Parish in heart.
"he stayed up all night waiting for Miss to wake up" said aunty Lesly.
Suddenly, Parish thought of something.
"aunty, can I have some drawing equipment ?" said.
"alright, aunty's gonna call me to take her" aunty Lesly smiled.
"thank you aunty" Parish smiled to herself, she was thinking something.
*
Parish sketches Marsha in deep sleep. Looks very tired but still handsome, not reduced in the least.
Parish almost finishes her sketch as Marsha begins to squirm, waking from her sleep.
Quickly Parish tidied the drawing device into the drawer, pretending to be asleep.
Marsha opened her eyes slowly.
His eyes were on Parish.
He approached her and grabbed a chair beside the bed.
"good morning Parish." said Marsha, she spoke for herself.
Marsha fixes Parish's blanket before heading to the bathroom to clean herself up.
Parish opened her eyes. He thinks of the prick. Smiling to himself, he slipped out of the room.
Outside, Parish meets Tom's aunt and Lesly's aunty. He put his index finger in his mouth. Suncle Tom and aunty Lesly nodded in understanding.
Marsha came out of the bathroom.
She was surprised Parish wasn't in her bed. By rushing out of the room. At the door, she meets Tom's auncle and Lesly's aunty.
"what's up Mars ?" ask aunty Lesly.
"Parish's not in the aunty room" Marsha said.
Lesly's aunty's face changed.
"so where's the lady ?" aunty asked back.
"i'll look for her" Marsha ran along the corridor looking for Parish.
Meanwhile, at the corridor. Parish shut her mouth, so she wouldn't make a sound. Tuncle Tom who was next to him only shook his head.
"kasian Marsha non" said Tom.
"sorry ounce, let's go in" Parish asked.
*
Marsha searched all over the hospital. But he hasn't found it yet.
There's an incoming message. Marsha immediately opened her message.
From Parish..
brother Marsha where ?
Parish's message was accompanied by a photo, she was on her bed.
Marsha immediately ran towards Parish's treatment room.
He barged in and immediately hugged Parish. He doesn't care about Tom's auncle and Lesly's aunty there.
"where are you from ? I was so scared" he said.
"i'm not going anywhere" Parish replied.
"are you sure ?" Marsha squinted her eyes. He couldn't believe he had seen it wrong.
Parish smiles. He cupped Marsha's handsome face with both hands.
"sorry brother, I was walking outside" Parish showed off a row of white teeth.
"the next time you say I used to" Marsha replied.
"yes, sister, don't be angry, the handsome will disappear" Parish tried to joke.
"i don't want to be like that anymore. I'm scared" said Marsha Manyun.
Parish could only resist laughing. Marsha face is funny manyun so. I think this time he saw Marsha. And the guy in front of him blatantly said that he was scared in front of Tom's auncle and Lesly's aunty. Parish shakes her head, not the Marsha she usually sees secretly.
"yes brother sorry..we go home yuk" asked Parish.
Marsha nodded.
*
Parish settles down on her bed.
I can finally go home. Reveal her heart.
He grabbed his phone. He misses the stars.
He immediately made a video call.
"hai Rishhhhh" shouted the voice across.
"were slow to the stars, what I lack is my memory not my hearing !" grouse Parish.
Starla just laughed. He is now in the campus corridor. He seemed to be sitting in front of the class.
"yes I'm sorry. I'm glad you're okay. Spanish said about your condition. I want to go there, Spanish says there is no need for Marsha's sister" explained Starla.
"ssstt !! don't say his name out loud, the fans will hear" Parish said put the index finger on the lips.
Starla gives a motion of locking her mouth.
"yes it's okay. How's it going in there ?" ask Parish.
Starla also recounted her daily life on campus without Parish. Sepi said.
"quiet down, I'll be home soon" Parish said.
"yes, trus... Is there anything you want to tell me ?!" starla Fishing.
"yes yes yes. I know you must be curious" Parish laughed.
"i'm on the phone, I'm afraid someone's nagging" Parish laughed.
"okay, I get it"
Parish turns off the call and replaces it with a voice call.
He then told Starla all the events that happened here. He reveals Marsha's treatment to him.
"Rish, Marsha likes it, I feel so right" Starla said.
"i felt it Star, but he didn't say it directly. Just codes like that"
"jeez..it is not a code anymore, he has said to ignore the presence of auncle and aunty, still you say code ?! You're the only one who doesn't want to be sensitive" Starla was upset, if Parish was nearby maybe she had pinched her best friend's waist.
"so what should I do ?"
"yes follow the process, as you want right ?!"
"but... father's wedding ?" Parish looked far away.
There's no sound. Starla chose not to answer, because she herself was confused about what kind of solution.
"star... You still hear me ?" ask Parish.
"iya Rish. I'm sorry, I don't know yet" Starla said slowly.
"i understand. I take a shower" said Parish.
"yes bye Parish"
"by Starla"
Phone's on the lid. Parish put down her phone and went to the bathroom.
*
After taking a shower, Parish completed a picture of Marsha sleeping on the sofa. Marsha is so handsome. Mumbled Parish in the heart.
He looked back at the pictures.
Earlier he started, there was a stiff feeling as soon as he wanted to scratch his pen. But after she tries to be strong and fight her pain, she can.
Strange he felt. His hand if to write smoothly by itself but to sketch, he must feel the pain that spread throughout his fingers.
Parish did not understand but tried not to think too much about it. Because it will make his head hurt.
Parish's phone is ringing. Video call from his father.
"hello father.." exclaimed Parish happily.
I can see you are in the office.
"hello my dear... How are you doing ?" asked his father while loosening his tie.
"Parish feels better well, where's dad ?" tanya Parish feels alien to her father's room. Not my office in RedRose city.
"dad's still at our hotel in laTulip City baby. I still have to go around for a few weeks" his father explained.
"father take care of health. Don't be too tired" Parish pouted.
"dear, Alex is helping me" Mark Mc. Milan smile.
"Sorry big sir, Mr. Keneth has come" said the voice of someone after Parish heard the knock on the door.
"yes, you have all the files ready in the meeting room. I'll be there" replied Mark Mc. Milanese.
"sister Alex yeah ?" ask Parish.
Mark nodded as he pointed the camera at Alex.
"Parish wants to talk !" Parish pretended to be angry.
Mark's cell phone is now in Alex's hands.
"yes, miss" Alex replied politely.
"you take good care of me, beware that father cape, late to eat. You will I punish, tied up in a tree while in the ducks" Parish showed his fierce face.
Alex's face changed. Kitikan is his weakness. And everyone who lives in Mc's house. Milan knows that.
The Spanish, Tobby, and Rome used to play catch him and hold his hands and feet. Then the boss, who else if not the favorite daughter of Mark Mc. Milan tickled his waist until he cried and peed dicelana.
The great lord came to tell them to let Alex go and then punished the four of them for cleaning the pool and flower garden.
Alex felt above the wind at that time because the great master did not distinguish himself from the others. They're like family.
"honey.. Don't tease Alex" Mark appears behind Alex.
Parish chuckles. He stuck his tongue out at Alex.
"but I'm serious brother, keep your father's diet" Parish returned to his usual attitude.
"yes, miss is ready to do it" Alex replied.
"dad close first dear, miss you" Mark waved his hand.
"miss you too" Parish returned a wave of her father's hand. Videocall switched off.
*
Parish came out of his room, he wanted to see the scenery in the park and re-hone the skills he had just tried again after so long.
At the door she met Lesly's aunty, like Lesly's aunty wanted to go to her room.
"what's aunty ?" ask Parish.
"follow aunty" aunty Lesly pulled her hand. They're heading to the kitchen.
Seen there, Tom's auncle sits sweetly enjoying his coffee while watching Marsha cook.
That guy looks so good in the kitchen.
Parish placed her index finger on her lips on Tom's auncle that was looking at her. Parish also did the same to aunty Lesly.
She then sat sweetly on the sofa a little far away and blocked Tom's auncle back and Lesly's aunty standing position. Parish is back to sketching.
Aunty Lesly from earlier noticed her non-human behavior. It's starting to be as smooth as it was before the accident. Aunty looked at her husband, they were both grateful for the development of her nona.
Marsha felt that someone was watching her. But he only saw Tom's auncle and Lesly's aunty, he didn't see anything else.
Marsha doesn't know, Parish pulls herself right behind Lesly's aunty standing in front of her couch some distance from Tom's auncle.
"Parish hasn't come down yet, is he still resting aunty ?" marsha asked, when she should have gone to check on her nona because Marsha took over her kitchen.
"aunty doesn't know Mars, there's no answer" lies Lesly aunty.
Parish just laughs without a sound, aunty Lesly is smart acting. Just like the hospital, when Tom's aunt is afraid of being discovered, Lesly's aunt responds to her request to act in front of Marsha.
"a little more the soup is ripe, may she like it" Marsha smiled expectantly.
"mistress would love it, it smells good like this" complimented Tom's aunt.
Parish pulls up Lesly's aunty shirt, for Lesly's aunty to look at her.
"what's he cooking ?" whispered to aunty Lesly.
"Marsha makes her favorite carrot soup" aunty Lesly blinked her eyes.
Parish forms the letter O on its mouth. Marsha cooks for him ?! so happy, why is it like a dream come true for him. Marsha's treatment leaves her lulled.
"Parish ?!" Marsha shouted from the kitchen.
"ow ow... was caught !" comment on Tom's.
Aunty Lesly shifted her body slightly so that Parish could be seen clearly by Marsha.
Parish smiles while hiding her sketchbook behind her back.
Parish smiled broadly at Marsha.
"out of it, I came. Brother Cuek" Parish pouted. He tried to divert the conversation.
Suncle Tom and aunty Lesly gawk in wonder, her nona manipulating circumstances. They're head bobbles.
And what happened, Marsha apologized.
"sorry, I didn't know you were coming. Don't be angry" he said.
Parish smiled happily. Why Marsha got so leached to him. He thought astonished but pleased.
"now you sit here, try a little soup. The rest for dinner"
Parish sits at the dining table after her seat is pulled by Marsha.
Parish takes a spoonful of soup and enjoys the taste. Marsha sat next to him, waiting for a comment.
"how ?" tanyakanya.
Parish scrunched her face. Marsha's facial features changed, as did Tom's ounce and Lesly's aunty. They are anxiously awaiting comment.
Aunty Lesly immediately cursed herself, why had she not given Marsha her familiar recipe to Miss Parish. Marsha uses her own recipe, she says it's her grandmother's recipe.
"good" Parish sumringah.
They all breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Parish's comments.
Marsha only hoped that her taste was right in Parish's tongue, because she had made carrot soup exactly the same as her grandmother's.
"really ?!" Marsha still doesn't believe it.
"yes, sister's soup is delicious" Parish then spent the rest in the bowl.
"Alright, I'm tight first. Bye all" Parish took her drawing equipment on the sofa then half ran into the backyard"
Marsha caught a glimpse of Parish's luggage. Sketchbook and a set of drawing pens. Can Parish paint anymore ?! Marsha wondered in her heart.
"aunty, auncle.what Parish.." has not yet had time for Marsha to continue her words, aunty Lesly connect.
"yes since waking up in the hospital, miss has started sketching" replied Lesly aunty.
Marsha smiled happily. He wants to catch up with Parish at once and watch her sketch. But before that, he wanted to wash the bowl that Parish had been wearing. Marsha was about to bring the bowl to the sink but Lesly's aunt prevented it.
"let alone aunty, you accompany miss" said aunty Lesly.
"thank you aunty" Marsha pleased. He's soon following Parish to the backyard.
*
"i was happy to see Miss Parish happy like that" said aunty Lesly after Marsha overtook Parish.
"yes miss found her cheerfulness" retorted Tom's auncle.
Aunty Lesly headed for the sink. He washed his old bowl. Sometimes he looks blank.
Auncle Tom understood his wife well, there was something he was thinking about.
"why ? what are you thinking ?" ask auncle Tom.
"maybe they could be lovers ? I see them loving each other and complementing each other" Lesly said.
"i don't think that's possible, their parents are getting married" said Tom.
Aunty Lesly let out a long sigh. Auncle Tom holds his wife's shoulder.
"already, don't think about it. As long as we're here, we'll leave them like that. They can look after each other. I believe Marsha's a good boy" said auncle Tom.
Aunty Lesly nodded.
"are you happy ? you love Miss Parish as much as your own daughter" Auncle Tom hugged her from behind.
"yes, Mr. Mark and his late mistress consider us as family. They hired us but they treated us like family. I'm happy to be a part of this family" Lesly said.
"yes I am too. Let's just make Parish happy, as long as we're here. Whatever happens, we have to deal with it" asked Tuncle Tom.
"iya Tom" said Lesly aunty.
The two husbands smiled at each other. They know that they have stepped away from their work of getting Marsha and Parish closer but on the other hand, Parish's happiness is very important to them at this time. Moreover, they saw that happy smile existed because of Marsha. Only they couldn't for more, because they were going to be brothers. If not, they can be happy lovers. Thought auncle Tom and aunty Lesly.
Parish hasn't been so happy since her mother died. And they miss the old Parish.
***
