Love Kirana
Love of eighteen

...HAPPY READING'S...

Today is the last day for me to see Candra.

I don't know when I'll meet again.

This chest again feels tight if you remember it.

"Na, come on. You don't keep crying like this. Strengthen yourself for Candra." Chess came to me, she understood me the most. He's like my brother, even though we're not much different.

The theory was the easiest ever!

But the truth is, it's hard to practice.

Like me, I tried to forget Candra, but fate always brought me to her.

"Chess, I'm asking for help. You're here to take care of Candra for a while, yeah, I'm going home to pack." To me, Fatima's mother is a strong woman. Since her husband died, she has been single-handedly caring for her son.

"Mother, can I come?" I want to deliberately go to Fatima's mother's house, in addition to helping her pack, I also want to see where my lover lives.

"Of course you can" replied Fatima's mother.

Fatima and I left the hospital.

We decided to take the taxis only, so that it could be faster.

Because the doctor said he had to leave tonight, the sooner he left, the faster the process would be, that's what the doctor said.

Before long, we arrived at a simple but slick housing, we got off the taxis.

"This is Candra's hut, son, come on in." Fatima's mother opened the door and allowed me to enter.

A house with a nice decoration.

I walked in Fatima's step.

Until I got in front of a room.

Since the door was not closed properly, it was clearly visible from the outside.

"That's Candra's room, come in!" looks like Fatima's mom knows that I'm curious about the room.

A neat little guy room.

Everything is well organized.

In the corner of his room, there was a guitar lying there.

I knew him so well, it was the guitar he brought with him when he first met.

"Huh!! Those memories again" I murmured.

My eyes were fixed on a small figura mounted on his desk.

Out of curiosity, I also wanted to see her up close.

"This is right," my tears suddenly dripped, the photo in the beautiful figura was me, which he took on the night of the new year.

"He really kept it beautiful" I dissolved in those memories. My chest was back, like there was regret.

Why did I have to turn around to test it?

If I had received it long ago, there might have been a longer time to be with him, hicks.

"This is how Candra's room, understand the boys' room is not as neat as girls' rooms," said Fatima's mother arrived to surprise me.

I tried to wipe my tears, not wanting her to see me sad.

"Have you seen it?" fatima's mother let out a long sigh. "When Candra first posted this photo, she asked him. But Candra didn't want to tell mom. He said that by the time it's gonna be, I'll know for myself." Fatima's mother's face turned sad. I can't imagine how he feels now.

Candra is her only child, and is now fighting death.

"I'm sorry ma'am" I said softly as I hugged Fatima's mother.

"Happy mother Candra chose you as her lover, I'm sure! If Candra cannot carelessly love a woman." replied Fatima's mother.

Not wanting to dissolve in sadness, Fatima's mother also asked me to pack everything that would be needed later in Singapore.

I saw Fatima's mother also included a picture of me attached to the figura earlier with her luggage.

"Mother, why is that photo also in the car?" ask me with heart.

Ms. Fatima sighed deeply.

"Candra's having problems with her brain, after the surgery, we don't know what's going to happen with her. I thought, maybe this picture will be useful when he needs it," Fatima's lips trembled saying that, there is a bad shadow about what will happen later.

I have no power to restrain my emotions, I know what Fatima's mother meant.

Candra was a stubborn figure, thinking back to when she was so cool she approached me for me to take it again.

[Oh my God, those memories again.]

Time has shown at six in the afternoon.

As with anything, Fatima's mother had to go and bring Candra for treatment.

We also immediately returned to the hospital.

"I will soon be completely separated from her," along the way the thought continued to tease me.

Fatima's mother held my hand.

Like he knew about my sadness.

Not long after, we got to the hospital.

I purposely walked behind Fatima's mother, letting her leave me.

I don't know, it doesn't feel like I'm ready to accept this fact.

My steps came to the front room where Candra was treated with all the medical equipment attached to her body.

"Mom, before Candra leaves. Can I see him for a minute?" I said slowly.

Fatima's mother just nodded.

Slowly I step my foot.

There is fear mixed with sadness.

Seeing her like this, I really can't bear it.

"I'm coming ndra, how are you today?" I hold her hand gently.

I'm sure he'll know I'm on his side.

"Cheal fast yes, I will always wait for you. When you're healed later, don't forget about me huh" I kissed her forehead gently.

There's a drop of water at the end of Candra's eye.

"You crying?" I touched the end of his eyes gently. "I'm sorry, I don't want to make you sad. You must be strong! You must heal!" I kissed her back, "I love you,"

Maybe that's the word I can say for the last time.

With hope, you will always love me.

The doctor came in with several nurses.

They took Candra out of this room.

"Son, we go first yes," Fatima's mother held me tight.

"Mother's heart, say hello to Candra." That's all I can say.

Trying to hold haru in front of Fatima's mother.

For the last time, I saw Candra leaving in an ambulance.

My gaze did not break until the car that carried Candra was gone further and further.

"You must be strong!" Chess continues to strengthen me.

"Now that we have no business here, we."

Chess and I decided to go back to the village.

Along the way, the memories of the time with Candra came back to occupy my mind.

I don't know until when.

Even Chess who tried to comfort me with all her mannerisms and chatter had no effect whatsoever.

My mind drifted to think of Candra.

About his treatment and recovery.

[How about later after the surgery and she recovers, she becomes amnesiac and forgets me? ]

My eyes were tightly shut, unable to imagine that happening.

[O Lord! Am I up to it? ]