Aksara For Arsyilla
You Know Me Before?
“Do you know me before?” arsyilla asked suddenly to Aksara.
Could it be that the attitude and good treatment that is being shown by the man before him is as if it is an attitude that wants to protect and take care of him. All of that is only possible, if Aksara has known him for a long time.
However, in Arsyilla's mind as she remembered she had never met Aksara before. Her first meeting took place in a bed in a hotel room, the second meeting took place on campus in an Architectural Planning class. Arsyilla collected her memories, perhaps if she had seen this man. However, all the sensory nerves in her brain worked perfectly and made the absolute decision that Arsyilla had never met that face before.
Hearing the question from Arsyilla this time, Aksara was silent. It was as if his tongue was muddled and he could not answer.
While both of Arsyilla's eyeballs seemed to be looking at the lowered Aksara, could it be that in the silence of Aksara there was something the man was hiding that in fact the man had indeed known him for quite a long time.
Until finally, Aksara shook her head, “Not .. I didn't know you before,” she replied this time.
I'm not gonna say it all right now, Syilla.
One day you'll know the truth about me when you're really ready to accept.
It's too risky to open my true self in front of you right now.
“Really? So your good attitude towards me is only based on a status that you are my husband?” ask Arsyilla again who seems to want to ask for an explanation from Aksara.
“I have to take responsibility for you, right?” The character turns around and throws a question that he should be in charge of Arsyilla instead.
However, Arsyilla shook her head, “Actually, there is no need to take responsibility. Besides, I'm not pregnant either. That means, you can be free from all the mistakes that one night,” said Arsyilla now.
Even when she said it her heart ached, but Arsyilla still said it because it was as if the mistake of one night tied the two together.
“No. Whether you're pregnant or not, I'm still responsible. Are you sure you're not pregnant?” tanya Aksara is now trying to divert her conversation.
Arsyilla shook her head again, “No. I'm doing fine. Feeling weak and also some things that I experienced, apparently because of pre-menstrual syndrome. So, I'm fine,” he replied again to Aksara.
“Soever, I still have to take responsibility because last night it happened something beyond our control,” Aksara replied now.
Feeling that their conversation could last a long time, Aksara immediately stood up. “Alright, you can rest first. I'll go out and buy you lunch. In the afternoon we headed to the hospital,” he said as he walked and held a medicine box in his hand.
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Afternoon …
Arsyilla actually followed the advice of Aksara to go to the Hospital. Not only to check himself, but also to do a visa. The visa itself is a written report issued by a health care provider based on examination of victims of physical, mental, and sexual violence. Although, Arsyilla was actually frightened, but she did have to take action to give a deterrent effect to Ravendra.
“Don't go to the Hospital of Bhishma Father yes,” pinta Arsyilla this time.
Aksara nodded, “Let's relax, I've thought about it. We're going to another hospital. After all, if you go to the Hospital where Dad practices, the medical personnel there will recognize me,” Aksara said.
Arriving at the Hospital, the two began to wait for a moment before the name Arsyilla was called. Although anxious, but Arsyilla strengthened herself to be able to follow the plan that has been prepared Aksara.
When the name Arsyilla began to be called, Aksara also entered and accompanied Arsyilla to follow every examination procedure.
“Whose patient name?” ask the doctor who was examining Arsyilla at the time.
“Arsyilla Kirana,” answers with confidence.
“Ingin do visa for what?” ask the doctor.
Before answering, Arsyilla looked to turn first to Aksara. Realizing that Arsyilla was looking at her, Aksara slowly cleared her throat and began to open her voice.
“Hem, we did a visa to report the persecution case to the police,” Aksara replied calmly.
The doctor scrunched his forehead, not thinking that the visa was to report a case of abuse. The doctor, with the help of a nurse, begins to record the pulse, blood pressure, visible cuts or bruises on the outside, and records them.
The doctor was then seen grimacing and as if holding back pain, while observing Arsyilla's slightly swollen face on one side, her blue neck, the corner of the lips that post-bleeding, and the, and there were nail scratches on his chin.
“Can be off for a minute his jacket?” doctor asked because Arsyilla was wearing a jacket.
Arsyilla nodded, then she took off the jacket she was wearing slowly. On her flushed wrist was clearly visible there. There are also injuries on the legs that are visible because Arsyilla is currently wearing a midi dress below the knee, visible bruised knees blue purplish.
Not only checking, the doctor also gave a prescription in the form of drugs and ointments that Arsyilla must drink to reduce bruising.
“You need to do an X-ray to see the tissue under the skin that might be injured?” ask the doctor.
Arsyilla shook her head, “No, no need, Doc. Record medical records alone is enough,” he replied.
“Yakin, you don't want to X-ray?” ask Aksara this time.
Again, Arsyilla shook her head, “No, no need,” she replied.
The doctor again saw Arsyilla, “The act of physical violence to women can be subject to two articles at once, namely criminal articles and articles of protection of women and children. You became a victim of physical violence that leads to sexual violence right?” guess of the Doctor.
Arsyilla bit her inner lip, until she finally nodded, “Yes, right, Dok.”
As Arsyilla answered that, Aksara closed her eyes and clenched her hands. Really, he had thought before. It was just that Aksara chose silence and gave Arsyilla some time to calm herself down.