
"Pits..."
"Birds are beloved..."
"My tree hasn't grown yet..."
"You have to promise to marry me if I don't do well, pit"
"Pits.."
"Pinched.."
The flash of memory that appeared along with the voice of a woman with a sweet and tomboyish face, it gave a reaction to the body of Ardy who was lying down for 2 years.
"Doctor.doctor help my son.." cried Maggie panicked when she saw Ardy's body shaking but her eyes were still closed.
Paramedics approached and examined Ardy's vital organs.
"Congratulations, madam. Your child is awake" said the doctor in charge of Ardy during his hospital stay in the United States.
"What's? she's conscious?" ask Maggie not to believe it. But she was confused because the patient must not recognize her while she and her husband had already declared themselves if they were her parents.
"Sir, do you hear me?" ask the doctor who opened Ardy's eyelids and then shone a small flashlight so he could see the reaction of his pupils.
Ardy winks weakly in response.
"good. Madam, your son is still weak. I suggest letting him rest and get used to his consciousness. I will come back later for further examination.
And once again I congratulate you, madam" said the doctor smiling with relief.
Maggie immediately contacted her husband who was doing work out of town.
"How's it?" asked Michael who was panting because he rushed back to see the condition of Ardy who just woke up.
Ardy is being checked back by a doctor. His body had not fully recovered because his back was stretched for 2 years making his muscle muscles weak, so he could only sit half-lying on the support of a gurney raised on his upper part.
"Your son has amnesia. But he only remembered his name. The rest he doesn't remember anything. For that I hope you are more patient and give mental support to him.
If possible, lure his memory with something that is the cause of amnesia. Whether that's what he likes, or what he hates.
But I suggest, slow down so as not to hurt the nerves of the brain" the doctor advised.
Michael moved slowly closer.
"What.. do you know us, son?" ask Michael what he shouldn't have asked.
How stupid he is.
Even his wife seemed to be condemning the stupidity of the husband who clearly looks nervous.
Ardy turned to her and shook his head.
"Then your name is. Do you remember your name?" continued Michael.
Ardy nodded.
"Clamp" answered Ardy and turned back to look at the window.
There was a sense of tightness when saying his own name.
Michael and Maggie who had just heard the name, especially the way of mentioning the name frowned.
"Oo David.." They shrieked together, nodding their heads.
"We are your parents, son. Don't you remember?" michael asked.
"Of course he doesn't remember, you fool" the wife in her heart who was upset by the husband's question.
Ardy shakes. But his eyes kept staring at the window.
The weather is rainy, the point of water in the window makes dew.
Ardy wanted to carve something into the dew, but his hands were still weak.
Only the shadow of a woman dancing in his mind.
"Aunt Maggie, I'm coming." said a woman into the VIP room.
The three people reflexively turned to him.
"Ou my god.." muttered Maggie's niece flabbergasted to see Ardy who was already sober.
"Auntie.he's very handsome." he said unconsciously because he was fascinated by Ardy's conscious face.