#Move On, Jomb!
Chapter 12: Bitter Kayak Former
...ADMISSIONS...
...#Peace with the past...
...“Hoping to forget, in fact remembered always in the soul.” ...
...•••...
One that Aul hated the most when he came to the hospital was; injections. The small, thin needle is also very creepy, now stuck on the back of his left hand. Aul snorted loudly. It always ends like this. If he were a doctor, then happily, he would be willing to inject the little needle in many people, as long as not himself.
Selfish, it is necessary. Even sometimes so we focus on making others happy and keeping their feelings, we forget the person who is most entitled to both of them from us; make ourselves happy and keep the feelings from an early age.
Heartbreak teaches us to be more courageous in protecting our feelings, failure teaches us to rise to success. There are many things God has given us. It's just that sweet things are sometimes covered by something we never thought we would.
“Aul, Mama and Papa have told you, eat regularly! Do not drink ice cream before eating! You are yes, so girls really, really hard to set ...” A spate of scolding that was thrown from Aura's cherry lips through the video call was just ringing in Aul's ears.
The pattern of his tirade is always the same and culminates in this ban-it. This was indeed due to his negligence, but the sick person did not need a scolding at all. Just need some calm.
“You heard it Aul?” ask Aura. Aul only cleared his throat in response.
Aura's facial ripples looked moody. “Sorry because Mama and Papa are not there, especially now Papa you are in a meeting.”
Aul displayed a wry smile. “Do not bother, Ma. Aul no why.”
“But at that time your father was very upset because he heard the news you brought to the hospital, he even bought a ticket for his return. But Mama prevent, Mama does not want her job abandoned and the time off Papa you took yesterday-yesterday just keep waiting.”
Aul was just a beard, he was indifferent. Let him be like this. At least his ears were saved from a long scolding from his parents. Aul is the laziest if it should be banned this-that.
The sound of a squeaking door finally saved Aul. “Ma, Aul close first yes, there is a cool cement nih.”
Smiling when she saw Mahesa bringing her favorite drink, she shook the drink in front of Aul, teasing him.
Aul pursed his lips, he was annoyed if being made fun of like a child. “Yes already remember Mama's message, you do not forget to eat, do not drink just anyone. Get well soon, honey.” Aura finally disconnected the thirty-minute video call.
“Huftt .. leganya ...” Aul put his smile on the person who was visiting him.
“From Aunt Aura?” Aul nodded slowly.
Aul's hand stretched out, asking for something Mahesa had displayed to him. Mahesa sneers at Aul's childish, but unobtrusive behavior while giving a box of UHT milk a taste of coconut delight.
“Still loh.” Aul accepted it with pleasure, then sipped it solemnly.
Due to the timing of the breakfast schedule, Aul intends to go on a hunger strike. He did not like breakfast porridge, but was required to stay away from the food and drinks he liked. Moreover, Aul had to swallow fresh diluted rice, a typical hospital porridge. Aul refused to eat it.
Be he make an agreement with Mahesa—Aul will spend his porridge, as long as Mahesa gives him his favorite drink—hal it finally comes true as well.
Mahesa sat on a chair near the gurney, she grabbed Aul's right hand that was not infused, grasping it and rubbing it gently. “Lo doesn't hurt, does it?”
Aul shook his head, still sipping his drink. Every now and then he bites the tip of his sucker, a habit.
Mahesa continued to look at Aul, who was in the face was feeling uncomfortable. “Mau?” bargained for.
“Ogah, bang!” push Mahesa.
“Lagian very leak anyway, use bitten by all the suction,” continued Mahesa, sneering.
Aul mocks her by imitating Mahesa's lip movements without sound. “Intentional, let's not ask, haha.”
Hearing Aul laughing, Mahesa became even more relieved. At least the sight, where he saw Aul moaning in pain did not return to his sight.
The door knob of the room moved, a sign of the arrival of guests. Aul releases his bite on the straw, turning to Mahesa.
“Lo bring who here, Sa?”
“Gue yourself.”
“Terus the dateng, who?”
“How do I know, crazy friend lo kali,” sahutnya origin.
“Name Kaila if you forget.”
“Bodo is so! Once upon a time it was the wrong angel address and stopped by the room lo.”
Aul's forehead frowned. “Do what angels do to my in-room?”
“Ny it's life kali.”
Aul clucked because of Mahesa's irritating-sounding answer. He throws a box of empty UHT milk at Mahesa, but with a haul of garbage Mahesa catches it.
Sure enough, the one who came and stood in the doorway was the angel of death to Aul.
Mahesa sighed, Aul held Mahesa's hand, almost blocking her tightly.
Irlan stood in the doorway, with a woman who was shoulder-length. They both smiled at Aul without feeling guilty though.
Every step of Irlan approached him, the more tight Aul held his breath.
“Halo, Ma'am. I'm Nazmi.”
If only by his side there was a stone that he could reach, Aul already made sure the stone landed right on the face of the woman named Nazmi.
“Gue is not that old to be called Mpa-mbak, yes!” resolute Aul with a sour face.
Nazmi grimaces, while Irlan smiles stiffly beside Nazmi. In contrast to Mahesa who held back her laughter not to come out.
“Mbak-mbak ...,” his banter on Aul who has bought him.
“ESA! SILENT LO!”
Missing is already the calm demeanor of a Hana Aulia in front of her ex and her ex's throttles.
Damnit damnit! Maki Aul in heart.
...•••...
The Basupati were gathering as usual at Wildan's quiet house; there were only ARTs, gardeners and private drivers in the house. So, Wildan's house will be crowded when his best friend gathers at his house and that's not Wildan's problem, while not disturbing his privacy room.
“Cool people come!” Faris' voice with his high narcissistic behavior makes his best friend can only snort at him.
Faris approached all of them and immediately embraced Riziq. “Oh, boy!” yells.
Faris pushed Riziq's body to the point of making him fall. “Cool name gini, called Fayes, herman me!” totally sebal.
Riziq was about to scold him, but Aldo glared at him first. It was as if knowing that Riziq was about to cast another harsh word.
“ONCOM!” that means, remembering his mother's cooking before leaving for Wildan's house.
Gibran and Gara are in a frenzy gossiping about a woman who became one of the followers on the Instagram account owned by Gibran Mahardika.
“Beuh, severe, glowing!” his screeches.
Because I nodded in agreement. “Crazy, the eyes cataract times. Thumbs are also rich kegedean pas follow lo account, accidentally,” his lips do not accept. Because she followed all the Basupati children's accounts, minus her.
“Where is the big thumbs up!” Gibran blaked Gara's head. “Syrics to rich human!”
“Gue is human, ******!”
Alki who peeked at Gibran's phone, showing ‘Salsa Nabila’'s Instagram account while chewing on the potato chips on his deck.
“That's Riziq's ex, right?” chirps Alki.
Alki then shouted at Riziq. “Riz! Here ..”
“WHATAN?”
Alki put in one potato chip, chewed it. “Come run-lari~” candanya while singing the old song of children.
“Heh, seriously lo, this is Riziq's ex?!” ask Gibran who is still flabbergasted.
Smooth face, pale skin with red pseudo lips, it is impossible to be a former bucino like Riziq!
Alki nodded her head. Because of hoarding. “Si Bucin it can break up too? Humanized cadence anyway.” Because she shook her head, she still could not believe that someone like Riziq had ever had an ex-lover.
“Lo think I'm fuckin', huh!” omel Riziq on Gara. Then look at Alki. “Aaan, Ki?” ask her with a frown.
“Tuh former lo snatched the pedophiles.”
“Hah, which ex?”
“Emang lo have how many ex? One right?” Riziq nodded in response.
Alki pointed to Gara and Gibran, who told Riziq to bring them closer to the man named Salsa.
“Gue guessed ex-scourge,” murmured Riziq slowly.
“Lo can seriously date this girl Riz?” ask Gara while showing the photo of the woman's selfie to Riziq.
“Hm ...”
“Lo really be with him? Keep moving on that? Chick gini, bro! Bad, you don't say anything,” wonder Gibran.
Riziq. “Do what I say, just the past.”
“Continuously ...,” urges Gara, ask for more explanation.
“Set what oy!” bawdy. “He's just the past. Past, expired!”
A ignorant grin appears on the face of Faris who has chimed in. “You're sure you said that you've moved on?”
“Yes is already!” Riziq plucked some potato chips in a jar still controlled by Alki, then sat cross-legged beside Faris.
“Come on, bro! Happiness doesn't have to be about being with women. After all, the past is just a glimpse. Don't let it be a burden for your mind, but it is rich in water,” said Riziq sok sage.
Gibran patted Riziq's back hard, Riziq choked, but Gibran smiled proudly at him. “This is my protege. It turns out not in vain I open a padepokan for you right, Riz?”
After sipping a drink, Riziq glared at him. “Bacot lo!”
“Lo .. good, have moved on from the past, salute me.” Bagas followed Gibran's style of patting Riziq's back.
Not wanting to be left behind, he also joined in. “Increase, Riz! Don't be rich Mas Boss!” he tells people who are busy with their cell phones.
“Denger it, Riel?” timpal Wildan's.
Azriel clucked frequently. “Whispering!”
Gibran. “It's funny to see Mas Boss and Mr. Boss talking to each other. Uwu anjay!”
Because it has been stretched out while holding his stomach, his sense of humor is indeed changeable. “Truly! Long time soin story, couple goals a gay. Definitely a sellout in the market.”
“DIAM!” amuk Wildan and Azriel together.
Still with a broken laugh. “By the way it is, so sweet is severe!”
“Where are you up, Gar?” azriel asked with a calm face, but her gaze was sharp to Gara.
Wildan join chiming, “empty back page,” show.
Because she clenched her lips. Shortly after, he returned to voice. “Ampun, Mr. Boss, Mr. Boss. Suerr joking!” said really.
Where to go back and forth only leaves bones that have been soft because of a duel with Wildan and Azriel. He still loves his life.
...•••...
Aul was still listening to Irlan. They were in the hospital park with Mahesa and Nazmi, giving them the privacy to have a one-on-one chat.
The afternoon breeze played Aul's hair which he did not tie. Aul twisted his fingers while continuously lowering his head. He tried to hold back the tears due to the confession from Irlan.
“Nazmi is my sister, it's the one that makes us misunderstand first.”
The wait for two years finally paid off already by the explanation from Irlan along with the twilight that began to be seen. The slipping of the sun in the east, showing the painting of the sky along with the scratches of the clouds created, united.
His heart was confused, after getting an explanation about the destruction of his relationship first, then, what did Aul want?
If he used to blaspheme Irlan because of the man's cheating residence and reluctant to explain to him about the reason the man accepted the decision to end their relationship. In fact, while blaspheming the man, Aul still had time to hope for him.
Although he felt that he had forgotten it, but in fact the feeling was still imprinted on his soul.
Something was sticking up for him. “Lalu ... why new now?” asked Aul in a loud voice.