Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 96 Amnesia

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I was so shocked when Mas Adit didn't recognize me. Although it has been predicted by Doctor Rangga that Mas Adit will experience temporary amnesia, I do not forget I feel hit. Makes me unable to speak.

"You don't recognize Wulan, son?" Ask Aunt Yuni.

Mas Adit shook his head weakly, and scrunched his forehead.

"Let me check first" said Dr Anggara.

"I'll call you, let's have a good conversation. Do you know that father?" Doctor Rangga pointed to Om Vishnu who stood hugging Aunt Yuni's shoulder.

"That's my papa" replied Mas Adit weakly.

"What date is it now? Or if not, what year?" Dr Rangga.

"2020, right?" Mas Adit said unsure.

"Remember why it's here?"

Mas Adit scrunched his forehead and shook his head.

"Last work?"

"I just got home from Kalimantan" Mas Adit shook his head, hesitating for an answer.

"It feels a?" Ask Doctor Anggara squeezing a calf Mas Adit.

Mas Adit shook his head.

"Mas Adit and family are ready to hear my explanation?" Ask Dr. Rangga.

We are waiting for the doctor's delivery.

"Just as I predicted. He had temporary amnesia. Mas Adit needs to know, Mas Adit was here because of an accident. A violent blow to the head causes an epidural hematoma, more easily a blood clot in the brain that we've managed to treat"

"The "side effect of hematoma is one of temporary paralysis. Mas Adit can recover immediately if diligently undergoing physiotherapy" explained Dr. Rangga with as much caution as possible.

"Amnesian? Paralyzed?" Ask Mas Adit in a panic.

"In the meantime, Mas" said Dr. Rangga calming.

Mas Adit's face still looks cloudy. Both of Mas Adit's parents looked very concerned.

"For his amnesia there is no need to be too forced to remember. Later if it's time, the memory will return by itself" Dr. Rangga again calmed.

"Good, Doc. Thank you" replied Om Vishnu.

"When will those memories come back, Doc?" I was worried that Mas Adit would forget me forever.

"There's no certainty about that. Pray quickly" replied Dr. Rangga.

"If there's nothing to say anymore, I say goodbye. As soon as the condition stabilizes, Mas Adit can move into the treatment room. Then, I will immediately arrange a physiotherapy schedule so that Mas Adit can recover immediately"

After Doctor Rangga died, we all fell silent.

"Ma, Adit's paralyzed, Ma!" Ratap Mas Adit's.

"Temporary, son, baby. Sshhh.the same focus of self-recovery, yes. Don't think of anything else" Aunt Yuni tried to encourage her son.

I can't hold back my tears anymore. I went out of the room to shed my tears. Worry overtakes my mind. What if Mas Adit will remember me for a long time. I was afraid of losing her love and attention.

Tonight it is Om Vishnu's turn to accompany Mas Adit in the hospital. Without a word of agreement, the three of us made our own schedule to stay in the hospital.

At 22:05 I went home. Aunt Yuni patted me on the shoulder and said that Mas Adit will definitely remember me soon. I can only nod.

In the morning, Mas Adit was transferred to the treatment room. During Mas Adit's time in the hospital I never missed seeing him.

It's the third day Mas Adit's sober. But there was no sign he remembered me. I'm getting desperate. I can't afford to lose Mas Adit's love. How could Mas Adit forget me. Are my memories with him not worth remembering? Or because I have hurt her so much for refusing her many times?

This incident made me realize one thing, that I had been hanging my relationship with Mas Adit. In my mind all this time there was only a career and a career. I never imagined a married life with Mas Adit. The long solitude left me indifferent to future plans with the person I love.

Now I realize that in this life we can't get anything we want. Sometimes we have to sacrifice something to get something else. My mind roils. Defend a career or become a future part of Mas Adit? It's heavy if I have to choose.

During Adit's treatment, the girl named Wulan was never absent to visit. Even occasionally Wulan stays at the hospital to take turns with Mama and Papa. Adit was curious about the girl.

Although he does not feel familiar and can not remember the girl, Adit does not mind every day being visited by Wulan. Various things Wulan did to cheer him up. It made him forget the pain he had suffered all over his body.

Read books, talk, tell stories about what happened today, peel fruit, feed food. Up to the most random things like weather forecasts, even political issues. I don't know, Adit was calm because of Wulan's presence. Even Wulan had visited with a boy who was introduced by the name Sky. The boy looked so sad to see the bandages on Adit's head and arms cast.

Today is Sunday, the fourth day Adit cannot remember the events after his return from Kalimantan . Since seven in the morning Wulan has arrived. When breakfast came, the girl fed him. A shadow appeared. Adit's head feels a little dizzy.

"Lunch first!" Adit Command.

"Hhmmm" Wulan simply cleared her throat in response.

"I'm bribe, will you?" Threaten Adit.

Wulan immediately nodded.

Wulan's eyes were rounded in annoyance

she looked so beautiful in Adit's memory.

"It looks like we do know each other" Adit muttered as Wulan tidied up her used plate.

Suddenly four of his colleagues from the office came. The smell of Mr. Jamal's famous perfume like the smell of nyong-nyong oil is quite pungent.

"This you, want to rise to office instead of an accident" continued Mr. Jamal while handing over his hand to Wulan.

But Adit did not respond to their question, because Adit was distracted by Wulan who shut his mouth and then poured into the bathroom.

Hoooeeekk hoooeeekk

There was a faint sound of Wulan vomiting in the bathroom. They looked at each other in wonder.

Wulan appeared from the bathroom with a slightly pale face.

"Sorry" muttered Wulan to Adit's colleagues.

"You sick?" Ask Adit worried.

"Pregnant times, bro!" Mukti without hesitation.

Adit frowned, Wulan snarled. The atmosphere became a little awkward.

"I'm going to the cafeteria first, Mas. Please chat first with his friends" said Wulan to Adit.

After Wulan left, Adit chatted with his comrades.

"Where is it good?" Ask Mr. Jamal.

"Lumayan, sir" Adit answered briefly.

"Later after recovery, immediately tell your decision to offer in Jakarta, yes" said Mr. Jamal without knowing that Adit does not remember that.

Adit frowned confused, but chose not to answer.

"Wow to step up, here. Make a farewell party. Thin-thin travel. To Bromo, that's it!" Cetus Mas Arta's.

Suddenly a shadow appeared again. Adit was carrying the boy (Langit) up the stairs to the crater of Bromo.

After saying goodbye to Mas Adit, I actually did not go to the cafeteria. I'm heading to poly obgyn to check the contents.

"Congratulations, Ma. Her pregnancy has reached 10 weeks and 2 days. Let's see here, the arms of the legs have begun to form. Eyes, nose, ears are also formed. Weighing 5 grams, 4 centi long" the veiled female doctor pointed at the ultrasound screen with a laser pointer.

"Now we hear his heartbeat"

Degdegdegdegdegdeg

The sound of a baby's heartbeat sounded fast.

"His heart rate is good, 135 times/minute. Healthy God willing" I smiled hearing the doctor's words.

The doctor cleaned the gel from my stomach and asked me to sit down.

"There's complaints? Is her nausea bad?"

"Super bad enough, Doc. For most of the day I can feel nauseous, from waking up to going to bed again. Vomiting can be 4 to 5 times. Same thing Doc, how do I feel my spit a lot huh? A little bit of saliva has been collected" I complained.

"If so I prescribe multivitamins, blood enhancers, the same drugs to overcome nausea. Then, hypersalivation of the pregnant bumil is common, ma'am. That's because nausea that triggers excess saliva production. To overcome this, drink lots of water. Prepare a tissue or sandbox to accommodate spit" explained the doctor.

"Okay, Doc" I replied.

Bune and Mom already knew that I was pregnant. He could only advise me to be patient and continue to pray that Mas Adit would recover soon.

Coming out of the obgyn room, I was shocked by Aunt Yuni who saw me closing the check room door.

"You pregnant, Lan? Same Adit?" Todong Aunt Yuni.

I can only nod weakly. I'm ashamed of Aunt Yuni, being able to pass off before the official bond.

"Geez, why isn't the story? That's Auntie's granddaughter, my goodness. From now on call Mama, yes! After Adit improves you marry Adit. Papa should know soon. Forgive Mama's son who has been so reckless, yes" she told me.

"I found out about this pregnancy just the day before the accident. I intend to discuss it with Mas Adit, but..." Obviously hanging.

"Oh my goodness, that brat" muttered Mama.

Finally all the documents were prepared for our wedding. I actually wanted to protest, because the future of my married life with Mas Adit still looked gray. Should I resign? But it's a career I've built from the bottom. I'm confused as to what to do. The parents decided, if in a month the memory of Mas Adit did not recover, then the contract will continue.

Although impressed manut, I actually have not made any decision. I still want to discuss this matter with Mas Adit. And I'll wait until Adit's memory recovers. I'm optimistic that Adit will recover soon.

A week ago, Adit lost his memory. As usual the afternoon after work, I went to visit Adit. Today it was my turn to stay with Mas Adit. I've prepared a book for me to read as a bedtime for Mas Adit.

After dinner and taking the mas medicine Adit prepares to go to sleep. I read a novel called Rasa Anthology by Ika Natassa. Twenty minutes of reading I could hear the fine snoring of Adit. Marks of Adit's mas have been clear.

I stopped reading, then started checking my phone. There is no important message in it. I took out a photo of the USG from the bag and watched it. To this day I am still upset. As if by observing the photo I could get an answer to my turmoil.

Time has shown ten o'clock past. I feel tired and sleepy. I lay my head on Mas Adit's bed and I'm still in a sitting position. The heavy sleepiness put me to sleep.

Adit woke up feeling thirsty. Look at the wall clock, it's past midnight. Wulan fell asleep in a sitting position and had her head thrown to the bed. Adit felt full and appeared a little guilty. Someone he doesn't remember is so considerate of him.

Adit grabbed a glass of water from above the nightstand. Adit sipped the drink with a straw. As he was about to go back to sleep, Adit saw a piece of paper Wulan was holding. Curiosity makes Adit take the paper. It was a USG photo.

Suddenly a shadow of memory appeared in his head. In that memory Adit and Wulan were doing some cin-ta on the beach. A memory so beautiful, deep, and meaningful. The memory hit him so hard. Then, other memories of the togetherness of Adit and Wulan appeared alternately in his head. Adit groaned a little because of the dizziness he felt.

The sound of Adit's moaning woke me up. "Why?"

Mas Adit held out the USG photo he had in his hand to me.

"Who's USG, Lan?" Ask Adit in a weak voice.

"Mas Adit remember?" I asked with teary eyes.

Mas Adit nodded.

Wulan felt so happy and moved. Instantly Wulan splashed in Adit's arms. In his heart he promised that he would never waste his loved ones again.