
I love you with all my soul.
I realized I wasn't the perfect guy.
With this imperfectness, I insist on having you.
Start with a little promise, then I want to tie it in a contract.
I love you, even when you don't mention the letter R.
The journey of our story is like a rail that is interconnected, branched, winding.
It was hot and raining, but it stayed firm in the same place, that's what my heart is to you.
I love you, my little girl.
I miss you, my soul mate.
I love you, my heavenly angel.
When you're water, make me your place.
It is enough for you to dream, for there is me in your life.
Do not fall asleep again, because there is me waiting in your consciousness.
Let's make a promise again.
Once again I want to justify you, in a contract.
I'm asking you to come back
Mother of my son
My solace
My soul mate
My life partner
Bidadari surgaku ...
π Arby Erlangga Abraham π
I may have ignored the feeling of being loved
And don't understand how to love
To be loved without loving, is bland
Loving without being loved, is painful
I feel like something is going wrong in my life
I want to step
Away and not back
But my leg was stuck
Makes me stay in place
I looked at the sky,
Which to me is like the pieces of a puzle that I have to stick to
Lonely here
There's no laughter
Breeze, like a whirlwind demanding me to go home
Going home?
Doesn't going home mean going back home?
Go home, and decorate your home in a new way
Isn't this what you wanted?
Start a new life without remembering the pain
π Freya Canaya Zanuar π
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The hand moved, accompanied by slowly opened eyes.
"Mommmmm, Mommy's up!"
Erlang immediately approached, then pressed the button to call the doctor.
Doctors and nurses ran into the ICU, sending people waiting in the patient's living room into a panic. Erlang and Chiro who went outside because they were asked by the doctor, were immediately invaded with many questions.
"Why?"
"What's going on?"
"He's fine, isn't he?"
"He's awake, he's conscious!"
Gratitude and happy cries sounded.
Inside the ICU
"Naya, can you hear me?"
There was no answer from Naya, her eyes were just staring at the doctor blankly.
"Do you feel pain in a certain area?"
Still no answer, making the doctor and nurse stare at each other.
"Did you see me?"
Naya was silent again.
"Hurry and call the other doctor" the doctor told the nurse.
"All right, Doc."
The nurse went straight outside, who was also greeted with questions from the others.
"How, Sus?"
"What ...."
"I'm sorry, I have to call the doctor for further examination."
The doctor aimed a small flashlight at Naya's eyes, examining part of her mouth, the ear.
"Why didn't he respond?"
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They huddled in the living room, talking about Naya's condition.
"We're waiting for some time, it could be a side effect shortly after the surgery and just waking up now."
Prang
The sound that came from the ICU room made them jump and run inside.
They saw a fallen infusion pole on the side of Naya's gurney. All medical equipment was removed, except for the infusion, but now the infusion is still attached to Naya's arm was dropped.
They finally saw Naya who had woken up, as well as Naya who saw their faces one by one.
They hug Naya in turn, feeling good about Naya's consciousness, while the doctor confirms Naya's infusion and goes back to check on her condition.
As Chiro, Erlang, and his family hugged him, there was a different feeling he felt.
"Mommy, mommy's okay?"
Naya blinked her eyes, looking at the face of the bald-headed boy but looking handsome.
"Mb...mommy? Who's mommymu?"
"Who are you?" ask again.
"Freya? You don't know us?"
"Mommy, Mommy doesn't know Ecan? This is Ecan, Mommy's son."
"We're your family, and they're your friends."
Naya looked back at them.
"So I have a child?"
Naya looks confused, but her heart does not refuse, there is no suspicion or disbelief. When he saw them, Naya was like a stranger, as if she had known them for a long time. Just don't know when, where, or how.
"Yes, Mommy. This is Ecan, Mommy's son. Did Mommy forget Ecan?" ask her with a trembling voice. Erlang held Chiro's small hand, he did not know what to do.
Again, did you forget us?
"Hm, I'm sorry Mommy, Ecan."
Naya is heartless and her heart feels guilty, so she feels sadness too.
"Don't be sad, Mommy. It's okay Mommy forgets Ecan, the important thing is that Ecan always remembers Mommy. If Mommy forgets, enough Ecan who remembers. Even if Mommy's whole life forgets about Ecan, it's okay, Ecan will still be with Mommy."
Like I've heard a sentence like this, where, huh?
Naya shed her tears.
"What's wrong, don't force to remember" said the Eagle while holding Naya's shoulder.
"Who are you?"
"It's daddy, Mommy."
"Oh, so you're my husband?" asked Naya with a smiling face. A smile that looks loose.
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Erlang's heart was racing. She wanted to say yes, I'm your husband, no frills but we're separated. But what would happen if he lied, and Freya would be furious after remembering everything. He didn't want to start this with a lie. But, should he waste this opportunity?
"No Mommy, Mommy and daddy are separated."
Erlang sighed, his son turned out to be more nimble to answer.
"Huh? So I'm a widow?" the smile that was on Naya's face, suddenly disappeared.
What is the focus of people today, not only Naya who returned to not remember anything, but the expression on her face. Those who have known Naya for a long time, certainly know how Naya's character.
Now all they see is, Naya is more expressive, more relaxed, more welcome. There was no rejection when Chiro said she was her son, there was no anger when she said a widow, although she looked shocked. He doesn't look as afraid as a stranger who meets a stranger.
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"The idea can still return, though it doesn't know when. Most importantly, don't hide anything to her, so she doesn't force herself to remember it herself. Just answer what he's asking."
Doctors monitored Naya's condition throughout the day.
"Nay, ka ...."
"May? Who's Naya?"
"Your name is Freya Canaya Zanuar, called Freya, but also called Naya."
"Look, let's not be confused, we'll call you Freya, but fellow doctors and nurses call you Naya."
"So I'm a doctor?"
"Yes, you also have your own business."
"Already, don't think about it first, the important thing is that you are healthy and go home soon."
Going home?
I'm asking you to come home, my paradise angel.
New story ... new 1 chapter.
I'm from yesterday-yesterday jittery, want to skate the thriller, mafia, time travel or the Mother first. But eventually the choice fell into this one.
Which time travel, I am not ready for inner birth (feels rich in lamarπ)
Support also yes, the MOTHER, may you like. For another story, hopefully it will be published soon.
Oya, in your place, the story Distance and Effects of Early Marriage is written YOU ARE WRITER SEASON 6 is not it, rich Mother? In my place does not exist, even though I have long registered for the contest.
Thanks to all of you who read my work.ππ