DIFFERING
Chap 15 (Openings)

...Sometimes we also need an impingement when the pain is no longer contained. In fact, crying is not necessarily able to reduce pain....

Mega up there has changed into dark. Accompanied by moonlight that gives a speck of light that illuminates the earth in its darkness. Exactly what the three people felt. It was dark, as if it were being squeezed by an endless darkness. The news from the doctor just moments ago hit everyone there. Not only were the three people tied up in the surname, but there were also two others who were now staring at the three of them merrily.

"I'm sorry we have to say this with a heavy heart. Critical condition of the patient, if unconscious within twenty-four hours, the patient is declared into a coma."

The voice kept buzzing in their ears. The Physician's words completely crushed the hope they had held. Hope that the person inside will be fine and aware immediately. But hope is just a hope that evaporates.

"Zoy, let's go. It's not good here, we're not who they are" whispered Arex. Yes, after the phone connection was cut Arex immediately plugged his gas into the hospital. He mistakenly thought that his cousin had an accident. However, after knowing what really happened, the teenager did not understand why Zoya could be dragged here.

"It's not good Rex. I told you to come here to get both of them together, not to unplug it."

Plaques

Zoya grimaced when the big hand landed behind her head. Basic, Arex's hand behavior that never disappeared before. "Ogeb's sick! I love to shake people's heads."

"Lo the bego! I knew I didn't know them and told me to make the twin duo?!."

"Many words too, lo," Zoya replied indifferently, looking back at Varo and Vero who were still sitting with faces that could not be said to be okay.

"Mom let me just take the car," said Via who was about to get into the wheel.

"No need Vi, let me. You've only been studying for a month, I'm afraid that you'll take the car far away. Let me just, mana!," said Miranti took the key from Via's hand and went into the wheel. Via just nodded confirming, he was not used to taking the car out of town.

An hour's drive past them, now the black car owned by Miranti began to enter the toll gate to accelerate their journey. And without Via noticing, his boss had just looked glum. Even tend to be unfocused when the sounds that feel piercing his heart back he heard. How the sound of shakes also a sense of disappointment came out of Varo's mouth. About how he's been behaving all this time. An attitude that always demands that both can get the first position.

Has he gone too far? About what Miranti really did all this time, did she really love both of them? Or just make both of them impingement because of the loss of a child only wayangnya?

I don't know, the various questions and the guilt felt raining on him now. And without realizing it, both hands clutch tightly at the steering wheel. Until his consciousness was forced by the sound of Via screaming as his focus stared at the toll barrier and - too late. The thump they could no longer avoid.

Miranti's car with high speed hit the Toll barrier until it rolled over the boundary that has been crushed with his car that is no longer perfectly shaped.

In the near-missing consciousness, the names of the two twins came out from her slowly closed lips. His body seemed to lighten, as if flying to a higher place until finally only the darkness he encountered. Likewise with Via, who has gone first. Go to a place further away. And drop by drop the water began to fall, as if welcoming the two in a soothing cold deck.

"Varo,"

Zoya's tongue feels faint, unable to say a word. Looking at the two eyes of Varo reddened as well as the teardrops that kept flowing it made him freeze. What should he do now? Leaving the child in this state would also not calm him down.

Only a hug could he give. Patting the fragile back pat until the sound of stuffing again sounded heartbreaking. While there, Arex hesitated about approaching Vero or not. Because he never once talked to Vero, but seeing the current condition is it wrong if he tries to calm the child?

With a single breath, Arex walked up to Vero. Sitting next to the child who is still drowning his head between his knees. Until the repeated pat on Vero's shoulder made him look up, clearly with both eyes reddened as well as the rest of the tears that still wet the cheeks.

"The strong."

Three words that came out of Arex's mouth managed to make Vero's eyeballs move again.

Inside the room, there was a cry that Genandra tried to make.

...)(...

"Seriously lo?!."

"Lo's not kidding, is he, Zoy?."

"Keep, how's Mama Varo Vero doing now?."

Three consecutive questions from Laila, Ayu, and Lia were only answered with a sigh of annoyance Zoya. After the bell rang, the four children were now on the sidelines. And of course after a long debate from his best friend to tell him where he was last night so Grandma looked for him to the house of Ayu and Lia who were closer to his home.

"Do you think I'm doing this?!."

"It's impossible, yeah. You're bringing this life mah," Ayu replied with her innocent look.

"How is Zoy?!" pressed Lia once more.

"Worker Aunt Miranti died on the spot. While....Aunt Miranti is still critical, if not realized within twenty-four hours means declared a coma."

The mouths of his three best friends were wide open with perfectly glared eyes. Yes, Zoya guessed before.

"Ihh creeps me up. No wonder how it will be, the car until it ringsek so," said Laila again observed the latest news that entered on the homepage of his facebook. Displaying a picture of a car ringsek also the condition of the toll barrier that has collapsed.

Bugh

"Doain to be aware, do not talk strange lo!," said Zoya after pounding Laila with a package book he brought.

"Wait for Zoy, how can you be in the hospital anyway? Do you know where it is?."

The question from Lia made Zoya turn her gaze towards the Basketball court, which immediately slammed Arex with her friends there.

"Well yeah, why did you get to Jayangka Hospital? That's a long way from here" said Laila.

"Who's going there? Then why are you there? Know from whom? Kok so confused yes me," now replace Ayu voiced with a look full of questions.

Shit, right Zoya thought. His best friend will not stop at one question. Must be the tip of the tip to the roots. It feels like interrogation!

"Ck, anyway that's it. Tau, I want to go home."

"Gue suspects that you're playing behind us."

Laila's words successfully make Zoya stop her movements with both eyes bulging. Turning stared fiercely at Laila. "What do you mean, lo?!."

Laila smiled obliquely, then stood up while looking straight at Zoya's eyes. Walk backwards without a smile that makes Zoya's heartbeat unsettled.

"There's a game with Varo, right?! Why you lo! Zoya sok alim policy, if you like mahh...."

...)(...

The hand was crumbling the phone over and over again. Overwhelmed repeatedly before a rough sound of breath came out of his mouth. Yes, the guts are still a little shriveled just to ask the situation of Aunt Miranti to Varo. This day, the boy's nose didn't appear in front of him. And it feels like there is less. Bizarrely. I don't know, the anxiety keeps haunting him.

Zoya opened the instant story whatsaap, until the uncomfortable swish tickled her heart. There, two daughters were displayed with both parents who were in the night market that he knew well where. Yes, it's no longer common for Zoya to see the little family look very happy - without her.

Zoya's lips lifted thinly, but slowly the smile opened wider. Like, laughing at his own circumstances. The laughter that he often let out, just because he saw how happiness was emanated - without his presence.

"What's wrong with envy for your own family?" murmured Zoya withstanding the rumble in her eyes that pressed out.

The ringing from her phone shifted Zoya's attention, until her forehead wrinkles were clearly printed.

"Tumben the one with the phone."

Haven't had time to ask, the voice of the terms of the command again made a confused fold on his forehead.

"Quick to Bascamp Warios! I'm waiting."

"Eh uh-wait! Main tell aja lo. Why?."

"Lo nih's son is possessed" said Arex sounding annoyed.

"Kids?! Meaning?."

"Udah deh you hunt here! I don't know how to stop-in him, rather than getting beat up by other kids."

Tut

The connection is cut off just before Zoya reopens her voice. But, minutes after the notification from Arex plastered at the top. Shows a photo of a figure that Zoya is very familiar with. After that, the girl hurriedly got out of bed. Take the origin of the veil lying on the chair and wear it. His feelings now are really bad.

...)(...

Fists with a cloth wrapped it was ceaselessly hitting the samsak that had become impingement for the past hour. No matter the heat coming from inside the cloth. Also the tired gaze of the many pairs of eyes fixed.

That night, Bascamp Warios was gripping for some reason. The mood brought by the crazy teenager about the blow was like a creep. No one dared to come closer, perhaps letting it go like that would lessen the pain he was feeling.

"Rex, it's a trance, really, what's the way?."

His name is Devan, a friend of Arex and a member of Warios.

"Yes time."

Devan sniffed his shoulders, following Arex who stepped towards the door. Stand while looking straight at the dimly lit road. "Ngapain is lo? Who else is waiting for?."

Arex did not answer, but afterwards an answer that Devan wanted answered was not long ago from far away he saw the light of the motor light.

"Why did Zoya come here?" monologue Devan after Zoya took off her helmet and rushed to her two upperclassmen.

"Varo is still here Bang?" he asked in a stout voice.

Zoya no longer cared about Arex's reply when the loud sound of the samsak being hit by the boy was heard coming out. His steps he brought in were met with shocked gazes from the many pairs of eyes - clearly those of Warios. And many of them know who Zoya is, because she studied in the same place. Without knowing that Zoya is Arex's cousin, except Devan.

"Ngapain was a boy here" said his upperclassman Andra who could still be heard by the master. But his steps still he paced towards the point where the figure that out of control.

"Varo stop!."

The body that was already soaked in sweat turned around along with the pull on his shoulders. Iris both stared at each other, until the look of the dark iris disconnected first.

"Lo what the hell is that?."

"You want your own hands, right?!."

"Jawab Var!."

Varo returns his gaze to Zoya's brown netra. But, Zoya was not that million to the point of not being able to see how the dark iris of Varo seemed to cry out in pain. Also the full gaze of help was making a tight fit in there. What, what the hell is going on?

Zoya looked around which was now like a spectacle to those there. Without saying much Zoya takes the wrist of Varo who is still reluctant to open his voice. Take their steps out to sit the child in a chair near the mango pohoh in the front yard of Bascamp Warios.

Quite a long silence for Zoya to understand the current situation. While Varo just sat down while pinching his fingers that are still wrapped in white cloth.

Until after Zoya's body was transfixed not when Varo's unexpected words came out without him asking.

"Mama comas."

Zoya is convinced, this is the first time Varo has heard and faced firsthand about what a coma is. And also the first time for Zoya. It turns out that it is true. People are with the old solid, along with the uncertain time when people in a coma can wake up, again.

Zoya's hand outstretched embrace the body that began to begetar with the sound of a so-so-witchy stuffing. The reflex movement did not need to think long until Varo's body was perfectly submerged in the warm deck that he had been looking for. Drown his face so that the crying can be free he let out. Really, the pain that Varo felt now exceeded his disappointment to the two adults. Who is none other than Aunt and Uncle who has turned into both parents, he continued.

"It's okay, cry. Screaming as much as you, Var."

I don't know since when, drop after drop of both eyelids of Zoya. To brush the back that lost its strapping with a fleshy hand.

Varo is afraid, afraid of losing. He, did not want to feel the pain of loss. It is enough to go through the dark times when God takes his world. The two angels who made the twins were born into this secret world. In fact, the wound of the loss has not completely disappeared. Will it be as strong as before? If losing it, greet him again.

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