
The next morning Fisya was fully conscious. And the grandmother's family had gathered in Fisya's room. Slowly, Fisya opened his eyes. As her eyes opened perfectly, Fisya was confused by what she saw.
"Where am I?" Fisya tried to remember what really happened to him. In his mind he was like looking at himself hitting a pole hard when he was helping someone. But the first thing that came to Fisya's mind was her hijab. Fisya tried to touch his head.
"Stranquilo, boy! Your head cover has been replaced by the nurse's ole." The grandmother tried to calm Fisya down. But Fisya still looks uncomfortable." No man sees the moment the cover is put on you." The grandmother tried to calm Fisya down. The grandmother knew that the head covering was very valuable to the person wearing it. A nun of the same religion as Fisya explained how important the head covering Fisya wore. The head covering is an identity that not just any man can touch.
Fisya looks more calm and relieved now. He started to look around. Many people gathered beside him. But all he had in mind right now was the grandmother he had helped.
"Grandmother, is grandma okay?" Fisya tried to find out the condition of the grandmother.
"You almost died, and you've been in a coma for a week. How can you still ask the circumstances of the person who made you like this?" The grandmother held back her cries.
"Mother relax!" His daughter-in-law tried to calm him down.
"Thank you for sacrificing yourself for our mother." The granny boy lowered his head to thank Fisya.
"Mom's fine now, and it's thanks to you son." By holding Fisya's hand.
"No aunt. I'm just doing what I can do."
"Do we know where your address is, son?"
"Yes, son, let's get in touch with your family."
"family?" Fisya remembered the family he had not had for a long time.
" Why son?" ask the grandmother.
"Suster only found this blank paper on your back when you were brought here." Dongmin disperse Fisya reverie.
" A blank paper?" Fisya took the paper and opened it." How can this be a blank piece of paper, a lot of people writing it. Am I not the only one who can see this text?" Fisya Gumam.
" What's up, son? Do you remember your family."
" Yes my grandmother remembered."
" Well, is that good, at their address?" Ask the uncle curiously.
" Paradise."
Everyone in the room was silent. Without being able to say anything. Their tongues grow weary, when they find out the heart-saving girl of their family has no one.
"I'm sorry, son!" Grandma began to break the silence.
"Where are you staying, son?"
"I also have no uncle's place to live. When I opened my eyes I was on the park bench."
"Are you crazy? When helping Grandma you only wear a sweater and pajamas and a head covering. Don't you feel cold. Or you don't know if it's winter now. Or are you hallucinating?" Dongmin began to dominate the conversation in the room.
"Dongmin, what are you talking about?" Uncle nudged Dongmin's arm.
"What's? Isn't what I said true?"
"Dongmin enough! Son what's your name? Do you remember?"
"My name is NAFISYA."
"Where are you from?"
Fisya had not yet answered, suddenly there was a doctor who entered the room Fisya.
"Are there any serious injuries to his head, doctor?" asked uncle curiously.
"Everything's fine now. There was most likely an effect from the impact, but the effect was not serious. Maybe he will often feel pain in his head. But all will be well as long as he can rest and maintain his stamina well."
"When can I take you home, doc?"
"The new day can be brought home. The patient still has to be treated."
"Grandmother great." Suddenly a child's voice came from outside. Fisya began to look for the origin of the sound. She was surprised that the voice came from a child. And the little boy was a child he met in his dream. Although Fisya's dream did not see clearly the child's face, but Fisya was sure that the child was the one he was looking for. This is evidenced by the birthmark below the left ear. Red birthmarks are rather large and very clearly visible.
"Him? That's the kid I'm looking for. Did I really meet her family?" Fisya Gumam.
"What's up, son?" Ask grandma.
"That kid?"
"This is the daughter of my granddaughter, right now she can't come here. Baek Hyeon salutes this brother!"
"Good day! I'm Baek Hyeon Kim." Bend his body.
There was so much sadness that Fisya saw from the child's face.
"He's very lonely."