You Who I Miss
Impossible
Dicky lost his balance, we were about to crash, lucky Dicky was quick to hit the brakes before hitting the pavement. The people around the crowd saw what was happening. They knocked on the windshield to make sure we were both. Dicky opened the glass window and apologized to the people.
"You don't pa-pa?." Dicky asked me.
"Son, you" I said. Dicky shook his head.
"Sorry ris, I'm not careful" he said.
"We'd better take a taxi" I said.
"No need, I can still" he said.
"Ky, I don't want us to be wretched, fortunately there's no police, you don't have a SIM either, don't make other problems, now we have to go home quickly, your condition is getting worse." I said worriedly.
Dicky finally complied with me. I immediately hailed a taxi and immediately took Dicky home. Arriving at Dicky's house. I don't know why I yelled at Yanti's mother. Dicky's mother must have been shocked, the proof was that she came out as I called her.
"Why Rissa." Dicky's mom said worriedly.
"Dicky ma'am." I said.
"Huh, dicky." said Dicky's mother.
With the help of a taxi driver, Dicky was taken into his room. I saw Dicky's mom call someone. I'm sure he must have called the doctor. My guess was right, and soon the doctor came and checked on Dicky.
From outside the room, I saw Dicky being examined by a doctor accompanied by a worried looking mother. I walked closer to him too.
"It looks like today you're having fun" said the doctor. I think the doctor asked her to joke. Dicky smile.
"Do you have ice cream?" asked the doctor.
"A little" said Dicky, laughing.
"Do not repeat again ky, this is a danger to your kidneys" said the doctor.
"Yes doc." said Dicky with a smile.
"Who is that?." asked the Doctor while looking at me.
"Rissa." said Dicky. I smiled at the Doctor.
"His girlfriend is beautiful" the doctor told Dicky. Dicky and his mother just smiled.
"Dok, should I take Dicky to the hospital." asked Yanti.
"No need, Dicky was just exhausted, and hindarin was banned" said the doctor.
"Listen it's ky" said Yanti's mother to Dicky.
"Yes" said Dicky.
"Dok, my dialysis schedule can be changed tomorrow no, because the day after I want a vacation to the top" said Dicky.
Huh! dialysis? Dicky's sick what? Did I miss everything?. Honestly, I was surprised why Dicky had to wash his blood just because he ate ice cream.
"Why wash your blood, dicky why?." I asked who.
Yanti's mother, Dicky and the doctor looked at me. I saw the doctor want to tell me something. But Dicky stopped him.
I'm curious. What is this actually. I can't know what happened to Dicky all this time. But, I want to know, Dicky my friend, my first love and also the person I love. However, all were silent as I waited for an answer.
I started to get upset when Dicky said "No pa-pa ris.". The word I heard repeatedly from the park to his house, the answer is always not pa-pa. Though you know Dicky's situation is far from that word.
I don't want to hear that word, I want answers. I'm worried about you, Ky! Please tell me!
"From yesterday you said no pa-pa continue." I said. Dicky smiled while looking down.
"Mom told Rissa." said Dicky's mother. Dicky quiet. I saw Mother Yanti approaching me.
"Dicky why mom?." I asked Dicky's mom. Yanti's mother smiled.
"Follow mom, you'll have a story" Dicky's mom said.
Confused, I followed my mother to her room. Yanti's mother told me everything. Said Dicky's mother had kidney failure since entering Junior High. Shocked, sad that I felt when I found out that.
Just imagine, my intention to go to Jakarta to meet and have fun with Dicky repeating our past. However, I have to know the truth about Dicky's disease that I didn't know.
Without me, Dicky went through it all to survive at this stage. I want to repeat the time when I go back to my grandmother's house. If I could I want to be in that time again and say no to my father and mother to keep me in Jakarta with Dicky, accompany him so that this longing and regret is slightly reduced. Unfortunately, it cannot. The truth is I've been through it all.
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I sat pensively on Dicky's porch. I haven't seen her since I found out about her pain. I still don't believe in that. It's impossible that Dicky could be so sick. Yes, back again, all with almighty permission.
The sun started to set and it was slowly dark, so I went back in and went to Dicky's room. I saw Dicky lying in bed. Slowly I walked closer to him. I sat on the edge of the bed staring at his pale face.
"Ky." call me. However, Dicky does not answer he is asleep. I slowly ventured to touch her hand.
"Ky." call me again. Dicky remained the same.
"I'm sorry" I said, holding back my tears.
"Rissa." said Dicky slowly.
"Yes" I said, watching Dicky wake up.
"Why?, want a drink, I take it yes, but I don't know what you can drink, warm or ordinary, I'm afraid wrong" I said. Dicky shook his head.
"No ris" he said with a smile.
"Why don't you say you can't eat ice cream" I said.
"You should have said, so I didn't tell you to eat ice cream, eat that bread, I wouldn't have gone on a bike ride either, we didn't have to sit around trying." frustrated say.
"Rissa, I'm not pa-pa" he said.
"Ih you said no pa-pa continues." I said with tears that suddenly dripped.
"Kok nangis, really ris, I don't pa-pa" he said. I was silent while crying.
"Rissa" he said, holding my hand.
"Rissa, hush, shut up, look at me" he said. While I hiccuped, I silently looked at him.
"I'm not pa-pa, seriously, I'm fine" he said.
I then hugged him. I don't know why I hugged her at that moment. There was no obvious reason in me, I just wanted to hug. And I knew Dicky would want a hug to encourage him.
"Cup, cup, it's crying, it's not pa-pa" Dicky said, patting me on the shoulder. I let go of my embrace and smile while wiping away my tears.
"You know ris, I've been wanting to hug you, but I'm afraid you're pushing" she said with a small laugh. I smile.
"No, but you don't make a sudden shock, I can push you" I joked.
"Haha."
Dicky and I hugged each other again. Feels warm. Wreak this heavy longing. Wanted me to say "i miss you" to Dicky. However, I was preceded by her saying "I miss you ris.". It was nice to hear that directly from Dicky. So, I know her feelings are still the same and haven't changed for me.
The sound of knocking on the door surprised us. Dicky and I spontaneously looked at the door and saw Mother Yanti standing with food staring at us. Obviously, Dicky and I were shocked, we just had a hug, and Yanti's mother must have seen it. What will he think of me. Just an apology coming out of my mouth.
What I'm worried about, doesn't happen. When I saw Mother Yanti smiling as she walked over to us.
"Mom's bothering you" said Dicky's mother. Dicky and I smiled.
"No ma'am." I said.
"Here, I'm bringing you two dinner." said Dicky's mother as she placed a tray of food on the nightstand.
"Yes ma'am." said Dicky.
"You know ris, Dicky is very cool when you know you're already in Jakarta" said Dicky's mother. I smiled as I looked towards Dicky who was smiling.
"At first he didn't want to attend a reunion event, but suddenly he wanted to leave" Dicky's mother said again.
"Haha."
"Yes, you have eaten yes, it has separated fried rice for rissa, capcay cauliflower for Dicky" said Dicky's mother.
"Yes mother."
"Mom go first." said Dicky's mother. Dicky and I nodded. Yanti's mother left.
"We eat yuk." take me. Dicky nodded.
I took the food that Yanti's mother had brought and ate with Dicky. After dinner. I was going to take a picture with Dicky. I'm not sure Dicky wants to or not. But, at least I'll try.
"Ky, we're taking pictures." I said.
"Make what?" he asked.
"I don't want to go through the same moment you ky, I think I've been through it all this time" I said.
"I should have, before you left that time, I came first, I wanted to give you a phone number so we could call, but I woke up late, so late" he said with a small laugh. I smile.
"We take a picture" I said with my phone ready. Dicky nodded.
"It's not ready yet" he said as he straightened his hair.
"What a handsome guy" I said.
"Haha."
That time with Dicky I forgot about Iqbal. I feel like I'm back in our very happy past. I know this is wrong, I should be able to put limits on myself. But, I can't.
Iqbal, I'm sorry! I don't mean to make you jealous!
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