When Love Is Present

Chapters 108. I'm powerless.

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The doctor came to check on Vim. Everyone waited and watched the doctor.

Papi asks the doctor, "How about Vim's recovery, doctor?"

"The lower leg is difficult to move. He had temporary paralysis but the possibility of recovery was still there. With more therapy and effort, he could return to normal walking." Doctor explained.

The words of the doctor relieved everyone who was there. A hope they have hung. Hope Vim recovers from paralysis.

Papi walks out followed by Dion. Dion gives Vim's cell phone and motor keys.

"Oom..this is the key to the Vim motorbike and this is the phone."

Dion's taking care of Vim's motorcycle at the police station. His phone was still in Vim's pocket when the accident occurred. Papi held those two things in his hand.

"Thank you son Dion. This is all Oom hold. Vim can't take care of his business for a while. Somehow the fate of his company later."

Papi Dewantara looks angry.

"Om take it over immediately or trust Vim's confidant in the office" Dion suggested.

"Om doesn't know them. How could Oom possibly believe them. Oom trusts you more, Dion."

"I'm not sure I can afford Oom."

Dion's own work is already plenty. More if plus the responsibilities of the Vim company.

"Oom ask you to take over Vim's job."

"OK Oom. get ready for what happened Oom. Trust is reduced, production is plummeting and yaaa."

"You're right on."

Mami and papi accompany Laras in the hospital. Baras felt his chest throbbing and then his blouse wet in both parts. Vian in his eyes. There was a cry from Vian that touched the heart of Laras.

Mami looked at the wet Laras blouse and reprimanded Laras, "Wet your clothes."

"Vian doesn't drink Asi mih."

"Pity Vian. Barrel go home for a second. Look at Vian, honey."

The barrel looked at the sleeping Vim. It's hard to leave Vim even for a moment.

"Go home. Hold Vian for a second and come back. There's mami and papi here."

"Yes mih. Vian must be looking for Laras."

Laras nodded. He saw a tired streak on Vim's face. He saw Vim's fall there.

Mas, I understand your sadness. I know what you're thinking. Me and Vian. Mas, stay strong for me and Vian. I'm staying with you.

Barrel kissed Vim's forehead and softly said, "I go home first ya mas."

The barrel was delivered by Mr. Uun who was waiting outside. Arriving at the house Laras did not find an aunt. Barrel went into his room.

"Non's home. Nong...Auntie is sad for non." Aunt sniffling.

"Bi! Please pray that mas Vim will recover quickly, Bi. Hiiiiks.mas Vim paralysed Bi."

Barrel was unable to hold back his tears. She hugged aunt. Seeking support. The place is leaning is fragile and easily broken. There's no way Laras could shed a tear in front of Vim. It only adds to Vim's sadness.

" Non patient yes non. Hopefully den Vim can walk again and all back as usual."

Aaaaah it hurts to see our loved ones helpless.

"Why so gini Bi.huhuhuhuu."

"Patience non.this is a trial. Look Vian non, he needs a non. Now don't change clothes first, just hold a nice den Vian."

Barrel wiped the tears. Yes, he had to stand up even though this storm came hitting the ark of his household. Vim is weak. On the contrary the barrel should not be weak.

" No, Aunt to the kitchen first yes," said aunty.

"Yes bi."

Barrels approaching Vian. Shake up a little Vian's bed. Laras is forced to give Vian a helping milk after a day of waiting for Vim in the hospital.

Vian dear papi is sick. Maybe you won't feel her hand holding you again but you should know son, your papa loves you so much. Sleep darling.

Up here Laras shed tears. Body weakens. He sat down next to Vian's bed. His hands held the legs of the bed and his chest hurt. He's looking down deep. Suppresses the sadness. This reality is bitter. The tears are getting bigger. Barrels spilled his sadness in the room.

God is too cruel to him. This test is too heavy.

Auntie went into the room. Bring food to Baras.

"Feed it non."

"Put it down bi. Aunty tonight sleeps here alone," Pinta Laras.

"If you want non that. Aunt come along, not."

"I want to go to Saki's house again bi. Please take care of Vian."

"Yes non. Non Laras do not be too sad yes non. Remember there's a nice den Vian who needs a non."

"Yes bi. The barrel must be strong."

The barrel lifts Vian. I kissed the tiny body repeatedly. Tears fall again. Vian gave him strength and spirit. It cannot be weak.

"Non the cry. If den Vim sees, den Vim is sad. It doesn't have to be strong."

"Yes bi, I am strong. I have to take care of Vim's mas."

"Non ate before going to the hospital. Auntie's prepared some food for the ladies and gentlemen."

"I brought it."

Feeding barrel. Food was not good for him. His mouth was hard to accept food. A weakly lying Vim loomed in the eye pellet. Floating Tears.

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Barrels spooning dinner Vim. Vim was not excited. Vim's gaze was hollow. Baras is trying to be okay. Mom and Dad went home to change clothes.

"Eat ya mas."

"Larasaras. I'm now disabled." Vim's view is straight ahead.

"Eat ya, I'm a bribe."

"So you hear me?"

"I can't do my duty."

"Mas don't think about it first."

A spoonful of food goes into Vim's mouth. Then spoon by spoon until the food runs out.

One morning Vim was allowed to go home. A wheelchair awaits him next to the bed.

Papi tries to help Vim move from his hospital bed to a wheelchair. Vim refuses. The buttocks can still be moved. The lower leg alone is paralyzed. Vim tried himself. He doesn't want to trouble his family. After he had troubled them when they left Aurora, Vim did not want to give them any more trouble.

"I can do it myself" prevent Vim.

"The.vim...."

"I can mih."

He did not want himself to look weak in the eyes of Baras. Papi stands next to Vim. They watch out.

Papi said, "Vim, from now on papi and Dion take care of your company. You need to focus on healing."

"I'm being useless."

"Vim don't do that. Accept all of this. We strive for your healing so stay energized" said papi.

"I'm not perfect anymore."

"Prophe Vim. It's a test."

Vadli and Vicky, Brother Vim has not been able to come to visit. They asked Vim about the news through the phone.

"White for the therapy I charge," said Vadli the eldest. papi raising the volume of the phone.

"Listen to Vim" said papi.

"Vadli helps."

Vim is getting useless. Look at him bothering his family. Everyone thinks of himself.

"I want to go home."

"We want to go home. Wait for Uun sir."

Since then Vim has become sensitive. More pensive and silent. Vim changed drastically. He is no longer the energetic Vim but Vim who continues to blame himself.

"Laras, I'm not the old me. I don't deserve to be with you."

"Mas.whatever your circumstances, I'm still my husband and Vian's father."

Barrels reveal bed cover. Vim will lie there.

"You don't close your eyes. I'm flawed and useless."

Vim is in a wheelchair. Talk without seeing Laras.

"I love you mas." The barrel stands facing Vim. That stern face turned cold again.

"Open your eyes Laras. I'm powerless. Standing up is no longer possible."

"Mas don't have to say that. I know."

"What do you expect of me? I can't do anything. I'm just trash!"

"Mas! Enough." Lara refuted quickly.

Oooooeeek!!!

The loud sound of the barrel woke Vian up. He picked up Vian immediately.

"Aahh shit!" Vim slaps his hands into a wheelchair. He was disappointed in the situation.

The barrel calms Vian and brings her to the nursery. There he put Vian to sleep. Back more.

"It's late, I'm resting."

Barrel pushing wheelchair. Trying to help Vim move to the bed but Vim brushes his hand off. He doesn't need help. Slowly he clung to the wheelchair. Raise your buttocks and sit on the bed. All he did was lie down on his own bed. The barrel covers Vim's body with a bed cover.

"Good sleep, baby."

Silence without reply. So too the next night. Vim doesn't need mercy. Don't want to be pitied. When the meal arrived, Laras only prepared food on the room table. Vim is not ready to be fed. Though Laras wants to pay attention to Vim. Serving to eat even if not at the dining table.

Lkraang!

Vegetable bowl fell off the table. It's dirtying the floor. Vim will take a bottle of mineral water next to the bowl, but his left hand nudges the bowl and makes the bowl fall to the floor.

"Mas tell me what you want. I can help." The barrel came to clean the vegetables spilled on the floor.

"Water."

"Oh water. It's water."

Vim sipped drinking water. Then it says, "My stomach hurts."

"You want to go to the bathroom?"

"Yes." Yeah."

The barrel pushes the wheelchair into the bathroom. Help Vim undress the bottom. Vim's gaze was fixed on the barrel. Pity arises. Didn't expect Laras to live a life like this with him.

"You're not ashamed your husband is paralyzed?" Ask Vim.

"No."

"You can't have fun."

"I've had enough fun."

"Your time's up taking care of me."

"I don't mind."

"I can't give you a born and inner living...."

"I'm happy to be around...."

"Lied!" Cut Vim fast.

"Believe me."

Vim moved sitting on the toilet. The barrel closes the bathroom door. He sniffled in Vian's room. Remove the tears and come again to Vim.

"Yes?!"

"It's over!"

The barrel helps Vim in the bathroom. Vim's smile is rare to see. How Long misses Vim's smile. His face began to be overgrown with fine hair that had not been allowed to grow.

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