Backrest Full of Lies
Fall into disrepair

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"Never wait for me, Alex. Because no matter what, whatever happens. I will definitely stay on the Yoga side." said Pricil firmly, rising from his seat, leaving Alex with nothing.

Alex gazes into Pricil's driveway, leaving Pricil alone, giving time to the woman now in grief and into worry.

Alex clenches his hand, until whenever I can, I'll keep waiting for you Pricil. I'm sure you'll be mine, your happiness is with me.

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A few days to mudian.

The media was shocked by the news of the accident, which was experienced by Prayoga, the son of the most successful businessman in the city of Medan. What makes the public ask questions, is the figure of the woman who became a victim along with Prayoga.

Until the news of the accident went viral in online media and other media. The hospital was also heavily guarded, by people from the Prayoga family.

Some trending news in the online media, the doom of the newlyweds who cheated, the deadly twists of the groom, the deadly twists of mourners, the results of betraying the wife, and there are still some other titles.

The Prayoga family moved Yoga to a major hospital in the city to get better care, with more qualified equipment and medical personnel.

While Tissa, with the consideration of doctors and family. He was rushed to a hospital abroad to undergo a heart transplant.

Before Tissa was taken abroad, to get treatment. Pricil first meets Tissa, talking to her even though Pricil knows, will not get an answer from the woman who was the victim of the accident along with her husband.

"Tissa, your name is so good, it's as pretty as your face before the accident, I don't know what you've done. Until you can be in the same location, when the accident took place. In my mind, in my thoughts, I always ask, what is the relationship between you and my husband, Yoga. I just hope you recover soon, can explain to me, what really happened." Pricil looked at Tissa's face, with a hard-to-art look, but his two eyes condensed.

Like a dream, Tissa clasped prickly fingers near her fingers.

In an open eye, Tissa said slowly and disconnectedly, though Pricil tried to understand what Tissa was saying, by putting his ear closer to Tissa's mouth.

"Ma-af.. a-ku su-dah ja-hat pa- da-mu. Yo-ga, 'cause I'm the hell."

Pricil who does not understand Tissa's words also tries to persuade Tissa, to repeat his words.

"Sorry Tissa, I don't understand what you're saying" said Pricil with a disappointed face, unable to understand Tissa's words.

"A-ku min- ta ma-af, a-ku i-ngin ber- sa-ma de-ngan Yo-ga. In-a mi-lik me." said Tissa with a stingy breath and the monitor near her bed rang loudly.

Niiiiiiiiiit.

Be the first and last meeting for Pricil to meet with Tissa, because after that. Tissa was taken abroad.

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One week later.

As usual, in the morning and evening, Pricil will wipe the body of Yoga while inviting Yoga talk, although Yoga has not recovered as usual. Yoga can respond with the movement of his fingers.

Pricil stands at the side of the Yoga bed, his hands deftly and heartily wiping the body of Yoga, with a small towel that has been soaked in warm water.

"You know Yoga, I always hoped, and dreamed we could go around town together. I was afraid to dream and dream too grandiose, if in reality I had to fall down, with the harsh reality I had to face. The fact I really hope you can recover, can answer every question I ask, I'm very curious Yoga, who is Tissa? You know, after I pushed... Bayu says if you guys are in a relationship, I don't want to believe it Yoga, I close my eyes and ears, I'll just listen and believe what you're going to tell me, I'm sure... my husband whom I love very much. It will not be possible to betray me." said Pricil with a bitter smile, clear bulir seepasss again from the eye fertilizers Pricil.

No matter how many, tears were dripping from the two eyes of Pricil, crying over Yoga who had not yet recovered from his condition.

Days change days, weeks change weeks, without feeling even 2 months, after the accident that brought Yoga to its current condition.

Pricil is a young architect, in the company that Yoga leads. While during Yoga pain, the company is led back by Yoga parents.

Pricil does his work online, sending out the results of his caffeine that he makes via email. Some tenders were handled by Pricil with the results of his disine.

"Yoga did not choose you wrong as his companion, son! You two can complement each other." praise the father-in-law, through the zoom video he did when he finished with the meeting done virtually.

"Where is the state of Yoga, has there been any development?" ask the father-in-law to Pricil.

"Yoga can only respond with the movement of his finger well, easily hopefully in the near future, Yoga can recover as usual, well!" lang Pricil's.

"You're patient, son! I'm sure, with your patience... Yoga will soon recover from its condition." explained the father-in-law.

"May well." although this heart has reached despair, I can only hope for a miracle from you, O God. The creator.

Pricil returned to Yoga in the nursery, invited him to talk with the occasional Bayu and Bowo to visit Yoga. Follow and invite Yoga talk, even though they feel the same way, do not get an answer directly from Yoga, other than the movement of Yoga fingers that respond.

On that sunny afternoon, Pricil re-wiped Yoga's body, with warm water using a small towel.

"Darling, aren't you tired of lying down like this? I miss walking with you. I miss when we spend time together, don't you want to spend time with me back? Don't you miss our time together? I miss you, Yoga. In each of my prostrations, I slip a prayer to your heal. Open your eyes Yoga, I look forward to your presence, wait for my priest, wait for your laughter." said Pricil.

But without Pricil realizing it, clear hair dripping from the corner of the eye Yoga. His two eyes began to blink. As if to understand the feeling that is now being felt by Pricil.

Pricil kept a small basin and towel, which he used to wipe Yoga's body, on a small table in the corner of the room.

Yoga slowly said, even his voice was not heard by Pricil, "Pricil."

Pricil, who feels if called his name, wants to turn his face toward the Yoga nursery bed, but outside the glass wall. Alex waved his hand, calling Pricil to approach him.

"Wait!" pricil looked at Alex.

Pricil approached Yoga, seeing something strange at the corner of Yoga's eyes, Pricil frowned, in his heart there was a sense of happiness with the new development of Yoga self.

"Yoga, are you crying?" Pricil erases the trail of tears, which soaks the face of Yoga, Pricil graspsmm the fingers of Yoga, "There I am here, you must be aware of Yoga! I'm waiting for you to come back with me!" Pricil pressed the emergency button, which was in the Yoga ward.

Alex who was outside the ward was amazed by what Pricil did, what happened to Yoga? Is that bastard still being given to the border for the second life?

The doctor and nurse were about to enter the ICU room, where Yoga was located.

"What's up, doc?" alex asked when the doctor and nurse, in front of the door was about to enter the ICU.

"We don't know what's going on inside, sir, just hope there's good news" the doctor replied by entering the ICU's ward, followed by the nurse behind him.

Alex looks into the ICU room, sees a happy face full of hours from Pricil, good news? If the good news was to matian Yoga, I would be much happier. And I'll never waste you, Pricil.

"Dog, Yoga... Yoga crying doc, she, she's shedding tears!" pricil with haru.

"Let the doctor check the state of Pak Yoga..mom wait outside first yes!" sister led Pricil out of the ICU ward.

"What's Pricil? What's wrong with yoga?" alex asked, looking at Pricil questioningly.

"Alex!"

Grappings.

Seriate...

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