Two Ti Saraga

Part 39's. Labyrinths

...Love is complicated. There are two sides to trapping a human. One in the happy that looks real, another in the wound that comes after....

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"But! Bang's!"

Bayu shouted loudly in his own room. He needs to see Raga now. He had been to Blue Lake, but did not find his twin there. He rushed home, and was right. My brother came home and was in the bathroom.

"But! It's been a long time!" she screamed again right in front of the bathroom door. He needs emergency help now. Manisha, the lover of his heart is not at home. So Raga has to help by finding out where Manisha is right now.

While in the bathroom, Raga was glued in front of the glass. He saw his silhouette there. He was afraid to tell Bayu. He was afraid Bayu would fall down later once he heard everything.

"I have to do something." he sizzled unsettled.

"It turns out right, if you're dumb again in front of the glass!"

Bayu's voice that sounded so close managed to make Raga shocked. Because he is panicking now, between telling Bayu or not. However, Bayu just entered the bathroom without knocking on the door first. The spirit is free!

"Not polite to you! Out!" said Raga sharp. Lying for a threat. While Bayu who was stared at by Raga like that of course felt afraid. Without the ba-bi-bu he went straight out of there.

"Yourf!"

Raga sighed as soon as she saw Bayu come out. He'll tell Bayu everything. Whatever happens, he will still explain about Manisha.

Bayu grumbled annoyedly outside. Because he felt upset because he lost from the aura of his brother who was like an angel of death. "Gee! Ngeselin!" the decision was acute.

The sound of the bathroom door being opened managed to attract Bayu's gaze. Bayu smiled happily as soon as he saw Raga was done with her house clothes. Then, he walked closer to Raga who was staring at him with a very difficult view.

"Rag, I'd like to ask for help to find out about Manisha from her friends. There's a number, right? I was worried. I went to his house, but no one was there. Even the housekeeper was not there. Fear there's nothing." Bayu immediately railed at length, expressing his desire to Raga. While Raga who heard Bayu's request even lowered her head in.

Bayu slashed his eyes. Feeling suspicious about the response given by Raga.

"Lo why ?"tanyanya.

Raga. Staring unwell at Bayu. Should he explain everything?

"There's one thing I want to tell you, Bayu," Raga decided to tell everyone.

"Manisha comma," he continued.

Those two words managed to make Bayu freeze on the spot. Wait, coma? A comatose Manisha? Butwhy? Questions ran in his head. Asking to be answered.

"Lo's kidding?" asked Bayu, trying to convince himself if what Raga said was just a joke. Not reality. But-and-so

"I'm serious." Those two words are the answer to Bayu's question. It feels, the oxygen inhaled by Bayu at that time, like stopping and changing into a poison that is ready to kill him at any time. Please God, say everything is a joke, pinta Bayu in heart.

The wood fell on the cold floor. Slowly her tears came. Not even one problem is finished, there has come a new problem. Being a human being is so complicated.

While Raga who saw Bayu like that, fell down. In fact, the fate he experienced with his sister was "the same as". They are introduced to love and drowned by love.

This time no one can curse fate. They are both in their own grief. On the same day, on the same date, they were told the bad news about each other's love. Bayu lives in Manisha in his coma, and Raga in Sandra's residence for all eternity. In fact, they know the news because some are telling, if not, maybe until sometime, they never know.

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The rectangular room was white and dominated by the scented drugs it looked desolate. The middle-aged man who was the parent of the child appeared to be sound asleep on one of the hospital couches. While Bi Reta, their housemaid was seen sleeping soundly beside the girl's cage lying helplessly on it.

"Mama?"

"Mom why did you leave so soon, anyway?" ask Manisha slowly. Still faithful in the mother's arms.

"Why, baby?" ask Ratih to his only child.

Manisha taking off hugs. Looking full of longing towards Ratih. Slowly her tears came.

Ratih sighed, then wiped away the tears rushing down her slightly tapered son's cheeks. Ratih knows, Manisha had a hard time all this time after she left.

"Don't cry anymore." said Ratih. This time he sighed softly. I felt how hurt her son was.

"Manisha wants to come with mama...."

Manisha again dropped herself into the arms of Ratih. Crying out loud there.

"Don't. Not now, baby. Something is waiting for you there. There are a lot of things you can't leave out right now. Go Manisha. Mama's always here." Ratih said this while putting his palm on Manisha's heart.

"No... Manisha is tired." said Manisha lirih. He refused to go home. He just wants to go with his mom. For him, life in heaven is better than on earth.

"Back, Manisha..."

Slowly the figure of Ratih began to disappear. Manisha was hysterically yelling there. And fell sitting down as soon as he saw the silhouette of his mother had disappeared perfectly. Leaving a real deserted.

Manisha body convulsing. Bi Reta who was beside Manisha instantly woke up. She screamed in panic when she saw her miss's body convulsing badly. He shouted to the doctor. And this succeeded in also making Andra who fell asleep on the sofa shocked and woke up. He also panicked and walked slowly to the child's brangkar.

The sisters and one doctor entered the room in a hurry. Forcing the family to come out, which inevitably must be obeyed Andra and Reta if Manisha wants to survive.

Andra rubbed her face rough. His heart is not calm. Afraid of anything happening to her daughter. His body continued to pander in front of the VIP treatment room with a face full of worry.

Not much different from Andra. Reta also displays the same expression. However, he chose to sit in the waiting chair, while offering prayers for Manisha to be okay.

Doctor Stiff out of the room. He let out a sigh of relief, then looked at Andra and Reta who were now standing before him with smiles.

"Your son is okay. However, he has not been able to get through his coma" he said in a relieved voice. Then on the pat Andra's shoulder that squeezed. Hoping if the middle-aged man was strong, and had to be patient again waiting for his son to wake up.

"I'm sorry."

After the doctor's departure, Reta sat back in the waiting chair. Thanking her for being okay. At least if Manisha has not been able to pass the critical period, but the girl is still alive. There is still a chance that he can hope for.

While Andra, directly entered his son's room with a limp body. The effect of her fear of losing Manisha. Then he walked towards the Manisha cage with tears dripping one by one.

"Sorry papa." he said softly. He knows all this is his fault.

"Sorry papa, Manisha... Hiks-hiks-hiks..."

"Sorry...."

Andra fell down next to Manisha's cage. He sighed softly there. He's really sorry. Because, as a result of him, his son had to accept this heavy burden, as a result, Manisha had to lie helplessly in the hospital.

Today is the third day of her son's coma, Andra doesn't know when Manisha will wake up. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the month or even the year. Andra doesn't know. For all he knows, he is the one who holds full sway over everything that happens.

And if later the girl ends up on the word 'no', then Andra should be the suspect for everything.

"Sorry...."

+TBC

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