
One day passed.
Two days.
Devan has not yet woken up from his sleep. One news that made us shocked, the doctor said Devan was in a coma due to a hard impact on his head. What other trials are these?
I elus Devan's hand slowly. "Dev, don't mess around anymore. Wakes up. I know your trick. You're just pretending like old times, right? Pretend to be dead to surprise me!" my spoken. It feels so tight inside this chest. Devan was silent.
"Dev, Daniel is sorry. He said he wanted you to take him to school, he wanted to show that he also had a great father like his other friends. You want to take Daniel?!" my many. But the one being asked was silent.
"Later in the afternoon papa Stevan and mama Lita arrived here. I hope you've woken up and welcomed them."
I left Devan. Daniel is still here and the doctor will let him go home tomorrow. The cut on my hand has also started to get better. I hope I won't leave a mark there.
In the afternoon I asked Sam to pick up my two in-laws, Daniel was very enthusiastic about the arrival of his grandparents.
Waiting for almost an hour, the awaited finally came. I brought my mom and dad to Devan's room. They wept lamenting the condition of his only son. Even papa who has never been seen crying this time she shed her tears seeing Devan's condition.
"Sorry ma, pa. If I knew it would be like this I wouldn't have brought Devan here!" my regrets.
"Mama and papa won't blame you. It's Devan's responsibility to protect his son" Mama said. How wise your mother said, my heart calmed down.
"Devs. Quickly awake. Your wife and son are waiting. After this you can live quietly and happily!" say mama.
Yes Dev, I'm still waiting for our happy times together.
...*...
Daniel is very happy even though he is shy with Mama Lita who is now carrying him in her lap. Especially for Daniel Mama to bring her own cookies. Daniel liked it so much that he spent so much cake.
Papa was only here for three days and returned to his country, while Mama wanted to stay to monitor Devan's situation.
Every day we went to the hospital to see Devan, taking care of him together. Daniel was better, but he still had to use a wheelchair. He just came to the hospital for a check-up.
Mama rubbed Devan's body that was not covered in bandages affectionately. The son that he had left for over twenty years, and now had just met he had to let Devan go in this state, helpless.
Mama sobbed softly, I could only calm mama down.
"Dev, tomorrow you have to go home. Mama's been leaving papa there all by herself. Papa is sick." said Mama.
My mom has been here for two weeks. Look mama is very tired, day and night thinking about her son, her beautiful face looks tired. Mama's too hard to leave Devan.
...*...
Mama came home with a strict escort from dad. I can only take my mother to the airport, take away my mother with a heavy heart. Daniel was very sad when Mom left. He scowled, whined, and was also fussy seeking the attention of his grandmother so as not to return home. After mama whispered something in Daniel's ear, the boy released his grandmother with teary eyes. I don't know what Mom said.
I went back to the hospital and Daniel and Samuel went back home.
There is no change in Devan. He's still the same, alive but dead.
Dev, please, wake up!
It was getting late in the afternoon, dusk at the end of the sky looks beautiful, but it felt useless because what the meaning of beauty was if only I enjoyed it alone.
The door opened, and Samuel came with a food box in his hand.
"Hey, crying again?" Samuel put the food box on the table. He approached me. I wiped my tears.
"No. I just. There's dust!" my spoken. Samuel laughed mockingly.
"Don't lie!" he touched my forehead with his finger, it hurts!
"It's natural to cry. I brought you your favorite food, prawn sauce paddocks! Lynn said you haven't eaten lately, huh?" Samuel pulled my hand to sit on the sofa, he pulled the food box and opened it. The smell of pasture sauce smells so good in my nose. My stomach instantly became restless, beeping a rumble to be filled. Remember that I haven't eaten in the morning.
Sam threw the food in front of me. I immediately put the rice in my mouth. Feels weird. The smell of that tantalizing scent had somehow changed when it reached my mouth. The more I chewed it, the more my stomach churned.
I ran towards the bathroom ignoring the screams of Samuel calling out to me.
Hukkk...
The food I had chewed came back out, wasted with the water flowing from the sink faucet.
"God!" call Sam who knocks on the bathroom door. I ignored Samuel's call, more absorbed in my own business that I could not bear.
Samuel forced his way inside, worried to see my pale face from behind the mirror.
"Hey, are you okay?" ask Samuel. I washed my face, looked at her and shook her head slowly, but my head felt dizzy pulsing. My eyes diminish. My limp feet can't support my body anymore. My body seemed to be floating, not knowing what Samuel was talking about anymore that I heard like shouting and the voice disappeared.
All dark!