Hacking Flavors
Laila Conscious

Cklek.

I pushed the door to Laila's room to open. And I went inside it immediately.

Once inside, Mark and Nila who were standing next to the bed where my Laila was lying immediately turned to look at me.

I ignored both of them. Even though I miss my two grown children, my priority right now is Laila.

"What else is it, Bang..?" Ask Mark to me.

My steps faltered after receiving the question.

'Really too. What should I tell them? They don't recognize me at all. So it's also free when I explain my true identity. I have to meet people we both know. Maybe Mom and Dad? That's even if they're still there.' My tangled inner raging.

'Ah! Yep! The arline! Arline will be able to explain to them that I am Erlan. So I have to see Arline as soon as possible.'

"Where's Arline?" Ask me directly.

The room became silent. I realized that the way I asked was wrong. At the end of the day I repeat my question.

"My point is. ee. auntie! Yep. Where's your Aunt? Aunt Arline?" Ask me many times.

The mist of grief enveloped Mark and Nila's face instantly.

I don't know why I don't feel like the answers I'm gonna hear from their mouths. And it's true. It was Mark who then delivered the bitter news to me.

"Aunt Arline died in an accident, Bang. Half a year ago," Mark replied straightforwardly.

I was shocked.

'Oh my God! The arline! Not you too!' my screams were stuck in my chest.

"Ba..what about your grandparents? I mean the parents of your Papa?" Ask again.

Mark sighed sadly. Nothing yet, I also feel the following of the rapids.

"That's probably Oma and Opa? They've also been dead a long time, Bang. The incident when we were still Junior High. Oma first, only followed Opa one month later," said Mark explained.

I immediately staggered a step back from where I had stood just a moment ago.

Bad news for the sake of bad news that I heard had really drained my spirit power by half.

'That means I am only one of my family. It was also because I borrowed Aro's body, I concluded inwardly.

"Sorry, it seems like you know Oma, Opa and Aunt Arline. Is Brother is his distant cousin Aunt Arline?" Mark asked assuming.

"I'm.."

I held back my words. Know that my explanation now has no witnesses who can prove the truth.

The people I know and I hope can legalize my identity as Erlan has in fact departed from this world.

Leave my Laila a, who, unfortunately is also in a state of unconsciousness at this time.

I rubbed my face once with a hand rub. I didn't answer Mark's question. And chose to approach the bed where my Laila is lying now.

As soon as I got near Laila, I spontaneously rubbed my wife's face lovingly. While wiping, I deliberately bent a bit of her lower ear lobe. And there. Behind the earlobe I saw a lehitaman birthmark as big as an eye pupil.

'He was right is Laila..!'

Immediately I fell on the floor. I don't care about Mark and Nila who are still in that room with me. While I screamed my sadness without a sound.

"Bang..? Brother why? Is your brother sick?" Ask Mark to care.

I didn't hear Nila speak. I guess he probably thinks I'm really a lunatic.

"He must be crazy, brother! From the beginning he was acting strange!" Nila's whisper was so smooth.

I want to laugh and be sad at the same time.

'La.. so much like Nila to you! He's as silly as you are, La! I'm sorry, because I came home so late, but please, give me a chance to make you happy again.Wake up, Yang.please get up.' Please ask Laila.

And as if hearing my plea, I suddenly felt a movement in Laila's fingers that I still held.

I immediately raised my face. And I saw Laila slowly open her eyes.

I got back up from the floor. Trying to show my face in front of Laila until she realized my current existence.

Mark and Nila also realize that their Mama is starting to wake up.

"Thank God Mama woke up! Nile, you wait here huh! Call the doctor first! Pamit Mark before disappearing out of the room.

Now Nila stood facing me. I realized he was looking at me with a confused look.

Maybe she thought, why do I care so much about her Mama's condition. Who am I to Laila?

Haha. I want to laugh and cry too. If Nila knew who I was, she would probably think of me as a ghost who rose from her grave.

But I ignored Nila's existence. My focus right now is just Laila.

I re mas the frail fingers that have snorted in my grasp. Trying to channel the power I have to my heart lover who is lying weak right now.

"La. it's me.." said I softly as a cotton swab flown by the night wind.

'..Erlan.' keep me in my heart.

I have no power to say my own name, in the condition that there is still Nila at this time. I'm worried that Nila really thinks I'm crazy. Then he forbade me from meeting my love, Laila..

Because of that, for a while, let my identity as Erlan remain my own secret.

Then, Laila realized my existence. He looked towards me. We exchanged a look later.

Deg. Deg.

Bunk. Bunk.

My heart was pounding again.

The bang I realized could only be created by the gaze of the pair of beads that belonged to the woman before me now.

The bang that's been ticking since I first saw her in the base camp room of OB. Where I worked first..

Deg. Deg.

Ba dump's. Ba dump's.

My heart is beating too fast. Slowly I felt pain strike something in my chest. Especially when I see Laila who looks tired to make a sound.

My love tries to say something to me with a disjointed whisper.

"Er..lan.." call her hard.

Tes.tes.I cry in front of my love. Want me to answer Laila's call to me with my dear call to her. Suddenly, my mouth became gago. Moreover, my throat became choked after her.

I was able to say hello again after a while.

"La .. I'm home." answered me with a look clouded by tears of love.

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