MUSE
S2 ~ PERIH

S2 MUSE

EPISODE 35

PERFUMING

\~The scent of wet earth is indeed very strange, like magic, it can evoke wonderful memories.\~

The distinctive aroma of rainwater that falls soaking the dry soil smells thick. It gives a warm feeling that cannot be expressed. You guys must like it too, right? The smell of wet earth was indeed very strange, like magic, it could evoke wonderful memories.

I remember some great memories with my parents. I miss the warm feeling and the carefree chatter with them on the dinner table. Mama's nagging also never had a point and comma, but implied attention and affection. I also miss how big Papa's hand is always helping me learn, patting my back when I'm sad, channeling passion and joy.

I miss them both very much.

After a month of being entangled in the pettiness of life I just started praying to Him. The owner of life, the owner of life and the bodies of my parents.

My request is only one..

Their healing..

I have prayed many times..

These tears are unceasingly melting..

Tired of this knee..

There is no answer from the owner of life.

Papa Mama is still lying, limp, stiff, and powerless. Breathing hoses, infusions, heart booster injections, and more remain firmly attached. Not decreasing even more every day.

I'm getting cramped..

I'm closing myself down..

I'm avoiding my life..

I'm daydreaming more and more..

I am complaining more and more..

I'm getting more and more smart..

All this makes my soul sick, makes my heart wretched.

Moreover, Angga looks increasingly away from me. I know he must be disappointed in me. I don't give her the love and love she used to. Focus switched. I pay more attention to the recovery of my parents than the love of monkeys at this High School.

“You should eat, La! You won't have the energy to take care of Papa and Mama if you don't eat.” Angga brought me a pack of fried rice. He was trying to force me to fill my stomach.

I lazily opened the brown oil paper. A pleasant smell was smelled, for a moment I felt very hungry.

“You want me a bribe?” Angga took a plastic spoon and fed the fried rice towards my mouth.

I'm nodding. Angga smiled, I did not expect that he was so worried about my situation. I guess he no longer wants to connect with us, considering that almost a month ago we met very rarely.

“Enak?” ask Angga.

“Enak. Thank you, yes,” my smile.

Angga looks so handsome, his soft and straight hair is slightly shiny due to the reflection of garden lights. Her sturdy and broad shoulders, as well as her masculine perfume scent always made me miss her.

“La, I want to say something. I know the timing is not right. But..” Angga seemed unable to continue his words.

“What, Ngga? By the way.” I gulped, trying to toughen up with Angga's decision.

“You know that I'm going to study abroad? Sorry, yes, La. Though you're hard again, but I'm leaving you.” Angga hugged my body tightly, his body shaking.

I already know the plan of Angga who wants to study abroad. I have always supported him. But hearing him say goodbye like this made my heart feel much more sore.

I honestly am not willing.

But who am I? What right do I have to forbid him to leave?

I just kept quiet, I just hugged her back. The hug felt very warm and painful.

“Tomorrow next week.”

“O..”

“Are you going to be okay, La?” Angga held my hand.

“Lying if I say I'm fine.” My tears are melting, falling as hard as the rain is right now.

“Sorry..” again those words came back from his lips. Why do sorry words hurt so much?

“We just broke up, Ngga.” I finally decided to break up with him. I don't want Angga to be burdened by my situation. I also don't want this relationship to continue, because there won't be a point. He and I are so different.

“Why? LDR-kan can.” Angga seemed to be in shock with my decision.

“ Anyway, we just broke up.” I got up leaving Angga who was still dumbfounded not to believe my decision.

I wonder, too, where does the courage to make a decision come from that would make me feel so sorry?

I went back down the hospital hall to get back to the ICU. All the way I was crying. Along this hallway I was hoping he would run and hug me.

But apparently..

I'm staying alone..

Angga didn't come after me..

Maybe he's bored..

He might be disappointed too..

But for sure, my heart feels so sore..

— MUSE S2 —

I went back inside the ICU room, looking at the bodies of my two parents who were bounded by glass. I wouldn't be allowed in if it wasn't during the rush hour or the visitation hour of a specialist.

Papa, and Mama look calm. Their faces were so peaceful. I fell silent, praying with great hope for their recovery.

“I have a birthday soon. Can't I ask both of them for healing as the most beautiful gift for me, Lord?” gumamku.

“Family, Mr Isman?” a nurse came, she gave me an envelope.

“What is this, Brother?” many wonder.

“It's hospital bill details, Deck. It's piling. BPJS also no longer covers everything because it can not be ascertained when they will siuman.”

“What? So what does sister mean?” tears break.

“Doctors suggest you think about the condition of both of them. There was no hope, their bodies were tormented. It is also better to save the cost to continue your life, dear.” the nurse looked at me with pity, before finally passing away.

Crazy what? They told me to give up? Unplug all the life support tools of my parents? Did they just tell me to be an ungodly child?

My heart was tight, I crumpled the envelope the nurse gave me. I know I don't have any money right now, but I don't want to see them kill my parents. Especially through my own hands.

My tears are dripping like my heart is going to explode. Not dry yet my tears lost Angga, I have to squeeze my tears again. Melt after melt of tears came down my face.

“Where are you, Lord?”

— MUSE S2 —

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