Fake Identity
Mild Brain Concussion - Part 1

"Sshhh..," I felt a terrible dizziness when I just opened my eyes, my body also felt very weak to move the fingers just hand fingers it felt very difficult. My nose was also stuffed with something.

I circulated the view in all directions of this room dominated by the white color with the smell of drugs typical of hospitals. My lips were open about to scream for help but the voice that came out was very slow and also hoarse. My throat was choked with thirst.

I raised my right hand, visible on the back there was an infusion needle attached there and a device that was clipped on my index finger. With all my might I tried to reach the glass on the table beside the hospital bed.

Cklek!

The door opened and I turned my head in that direction. But neither the doctor nor the nurse I found opened the door but a middle-aged mother. Was that the mother who brought me here?

"Alhamdulillah son, you are aware! Mama call the doctor first," said the middle-aged mother who was about to run out to call the doctor and nurse.

"M-drink.." I said slowly, after grabbing the middle-aged mother's shirt to prevent her departure.

"T-please.get it. I. drink..," I repeated once again.

"Yes, geez. I'm sorry Mama. You must be thirsty, right?" I nodded, obeying the mother's words. Gently and attentively the mother of the bayah took the glass that she had previously given a straw so that I could easily sip it.

"Mom's out first yeah, want to call the doctor to check on you." I just nodded back to answer it.

A few minutes later the middle-aged mother came back in followed by a doctor and also a nurse carrying a container in her hand.

"Doctor what really happened to me? Why am I here?" manya panic.

"Let's calm, let the doctor check on you first." The nurse gently held me who was about to get out of bed.

The doctor began to attach the Tetoscope in his ear and then placed the other end of the tetoscope right in my chest, after a while he released it again. His hand turned to take a light pen which was then directed at both balls of my eyes.

"Alhamdulillah everything is normal, if you are still difficult to move the hand or foot it is natural because you just realized from the coma. If you are treated well, as soon as your condition will return to normal," explained the doctor, who immediately responded by widening both eyes.

"Huh?! K-coma, Doc?" manywould be surprised.

"Yes, Coma. You're lying here in a coma for a few months."

"But why can?" I was panicking because I didn't remember what happened before I fell into a coma.

"You had a single accident, after your car hit a tree."

Single accident? Slash a tree with a car? That's a rich man's vehicle, where I've driven it, let alone this to make a car! It's crazy, if I really do that!

"But that's impossible, Doc! I'm-"

"It's natural that you don't remember because the accident resulted in a mild concussion, so there was an event before the accident you can't remember. If there is a complaint, please let me know. If you still feel unsure, you can ask your own mother. I still have patients again so I'm sorry," said the doctor followed by the nurse after removing the breathing apparatus in my heart.

Mammy? I'm an orphan my mother has died, if there's only a mother's home that I have but I haven't been back to the orphanage in a long time. Who is the mother that the doctor meant?

"Honey. If you want to remember everything, just slow down. I'll be patient to explain everything that happened to you before the accident happened." The middle-aged mother I had seen, came back to me and grabbed my hand to hold it.

"Mother...who?"

"Yes, God son. You don't know your own mom, either? But it's okay, the important thing is that you regain consciousness. That's enough for Mama." My frown is deepening, and everything makes no sense to me.

It's so dizzying, my hand moved to grab the glass. My throat feels dry again. I haven't had the chance to grab the glass, the middle-aged mother swiftly took it to me.

"You haven't fully recovered yet, if you want something to tell Mama. Mama's gonna get it for you."

"Yes, geez! Very spoiled, brother!" a girl's voice made me stop drinking, my gaze turned towards the door. There is a teenage girl in her full High School uniform standing in the doorway crossing her chest.

"Who are you?" I asked the slightly disrespectful High School boy.

"Don't pretend to forget!"

"I don't really know who you are?"

"Sister, don't start acting." The teenage girl rolled her eyeballs, like she was lazy to talk to me.

"Yes, if you don't answer. Mom, I asked, how long have I been in a coma?"

"About five months. From September to the end of January."

"Hiks.so I was in a coma for a year, what is my fate now .. huwaa..." My tears came out profusely as I remembered the work I left during the coma, surely Ms. Fina-si the owner of the shop I worked in had fired me by now.

Then what is my next fate….

"Oh my goodness, brother. Don't be happy, brother was in a coma for only five months. So stop the hysterics like that!" knock the girl again. What's the matter with that girl? I just saw her today, but why did she seem to know me for so long?

"Who are you, anyway?! From that moment on, talk about me!" my grumbling because the girl spoke my words with a spicy, like she had known me.

"No acting, brother?! We are no longer shooting movies! Is this the real world?!" the circus girl walked in.

"Glam! Don't be your own brother, not polite!" scolded the mother to the teenage girl I believed was her son.

The sister? That high school girl always called me Big Brother, then the middle-aged mother just admonished him to speak politely to his brother and here there were only the three of us and that meant what Big Brother meant was me?

"Hus! Don't think so, no matter how much he's your big brother." Said the middle-aged mother again.

"Now I want to ask, who do you mean as Big Brother?"

"Still just grieving. Not tired, brother? Before the accident instead of Brother had already retired from the world to the artisan, why now do you show acting talent Brother again to us?"

"Acting? Moreover, I asked because I really don't know!" my ketus who began to be provoked by emotions because of hearing the words of the High School girl.

"Elsa you shut up. Let Mama do the talking!" the middle-aged mother raised her hand, making the extremely annoying High School girl finally shut up.

"Dear, let Mama clear up. This is your real sister Elsa and you are Mama's biological child," explained the middle-aged mother, instead of making my mind clear and even more tangled because of the confusion that ensued me in these lines.

"Elsa, don't be like that to your brother. He just woke up and had a mild concussion so you keep your attitude. Don't stress your brother out, thinking about what he might have forgotten."

"Good, hopefully after this Brother repents and does not commit crime again as it has been."

I tried to get up to lean on the head of the bed. "It seems there's a misunderstanding here. First, I am not your sister nor your daughter. Second, my name is Melody, not Andin or whoever you're referring to."

"Aren't you just a concussion, right? Means Brother still knows Brother's own face."

The girl approached me and handed me a mirror. "Why do you give me a mirror?" my confused look towards the mirror and the high school girl took turns.

"Read on! And look for yourself if that big brother Andin isn't Melody or whoever you said earlier?!"

Shakily and with all my might I grabbed the mirror, slowly I pointed the small mirror at my face. In the mirror was reflected the face of a very beautiful girl with her black eyes, pointed nose and thin lips. Wait a minute, it's definitely not my face but I'm the one looking in the mirror right now.

Prangs!

"U-that's.bu-not my face! That's not my face!"

"Son, what's wrong with you? His hands still hurt, huh? Better you sleep I don't have to remember something you find difficult."

"Elsa, Mama asked you to shut up. Look at your brother's situation, he's in shock."

"You don't have to work, she! My sister always makes Mama sad, why is Mama still good with her!"

"No matter how bad your sister's treatment with Mama, she's still Mama's child. The child that Mama conceived for nine months in Mama's stomach just like you. So you better pull it off, let Mama talk to your sister alone."

"Yes, yeah! Assalamualaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumssalam…."

"Hiks! Hicks!" my tears broke not because I was hurt to hear the girl's words but because this face was not my real face, then how should I continue my life.

"Mama knows it's heavy but you don't cry like this. If you are sad like this, Mama is also sad. Here Mama hugs, maybe Mama's hugs can make you good again."

Without a fight I just let this middle-aged mother hug my body.

My feelings are currently in a state of turmoil, I don't know what to do next.

The noise around me kept me awake from sleep, why is this room so noisy? Before I went back to sleep, the voices were not there.

I opened my eyelids slowly, I vaguely saw that there were some people talking coolly on the sofa in this room.

"Sshhh .." My hand was raised to hold my forehead which was dizzy again.

"Andin' up!" yelled at one of the people who were there like telling the others.

"Thank God, baby, you're awake again.” said a man as he approached me.

My radar instantly scanned the man's appearance from top to toe, the man with the full suit stellan who looked handsome with a sideburn in the area around his chin. Gives a masculine impression to adult men like him. But who is he? Why is he here?

"Who are you?" my question while squinting, full of probing.

"I'm Aldebaran, your husband."

"Oh .. husband," I said as I called my head in a relaxed manner but a second later my eyes widened, "huh?! Husband?!"

The man beside me nodded casually.

Yes, God moreover this.. husband? I am single since birth! How could I have a husband?!

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