Childhood Love Story's
In the new school
The man rubbed his face violently by muttering. “This dream again?” then he got up from his soft bed and aimed for the kitchen to take a drink to wet his dry throat.
He poured chocolate milk into his cup and warmed it through the microwave, after that he began to stab his milk at night by staring at the view outside the window at night. It has been 5 years, he is in exile in this city, and 5 years also his parents always match him with his friend's children and coworkers, he said, but he refused because his heart and mind were still fulfilled by the girl five years ago.
He has not moved on or you could say he still hopes that the figure of his sweet girl who he longs for appears before him again. All this time he always dreamed of the figure that he had once rushed to the nearest hospital from the scene of the incident.
The condition of the girl was very bad and ended up abandoned by her girl after being critical but the girl could not get through the road critically, and there made him lose consciousness so weak to hear that his girl left him just like that he immediately fainted from fatigue and dehydration.
The perpetrator has been arrested, however, what he was surprised by was that the perpetrator who drove a car quickly was his own friend who was drunk and his friend panicked to kill he failed, because the police immediately prevented him by breaking the door of his apartment by force.
When he woke up from his stupor for two days it was immediately shocked to hear that it was not all a dream. He was shocked as he asked his mother who was currently gently stroking her hand.
“Where is anzel, bun?” ask her with a hoarse voice. Mother could sit and look at him with sadness. “Ranz asks where is anzel?” his question once again made his mother unwillingly answer him by gently stroking his son's head. “Patient yes dear, anzel no longer no nak.” He looked down while holding back the cry to see the response of his son he immediately grabbed the big body of his son.
Ranz shook his head in disbelief and then released the infusion in his hands forcibly and stood out, stepping out, make the bundle ask “Ranz! Where you going? RANZ!” call the bunch with a shout.
Arriving at the nursery where Anzel was empty there was no sign of the person who occupied it there, then a nurse approached her because she saw a drop of blood on her patient's right hand. “Excuse me mas, are you okay?” tanyanya but gasped when she saw the face of this hospital patient with a sad face. “Where is this two-day girl here?” her question made the nurse frown confused while thinking about who this man in front of her meant.
“Ah, the girl who was in the accident?” he quickly asked, Ranz nodded. “Sorry mas, the girl whose accident two days ago was dead when she was critical and unhelpful.” Hearing the nurse's reply made Ranz weakened, the nurse also told the girl's resting place. “If you want, you can come to the funeral behind this hospital building named as the park of rest.”
After the funeral gate called the park rest immediately walked slowly looking for the name of the girl who was always on his mind. And sure enough, he was fixated on seeing the tombstone that read the name of the girl, Anzella Putri.
Ranz immediately sat down in front of the tomb with trembling hands he tried to reach the tombstone gently, the tears that had dried up had reappeared and soaked his cheeks even though he had held back his crying but free of tears had come down from his eye-pleasers.
“Honey, a clean” that will make anyone hear it too sad.
“My little girl, my dear, my daughter's master, why did you leave me?” ask her with a hoarse voice. “I'm here hoping you come to me with your sweet smile.” Ranz sobbing.
“I love you, I love you, I miss you. I love you very.” Before long he felt his back being caressed by someone who was none other than his own mother. He looked at the mother with sadness.
“Bun,” call it hoarse, “Iya dear?”
“I love him bun.”
“Mother knows darling.” Mother said by embracing the body of her son who is big but fragile in it. “Sabar yes dear, this is indeed fate. If he's alive, he'll come to you as your soul mate.” There was no sound just that the hug was getting tighter because it was reciprocated by his son.
--Connected----