Pocong In Smartphone
8-2. Accompanying

"You're in the hospital, again" Mom suddenly said as if she knew the question in my mind.

"Kok can I be here?" manya curious.

Oh, so I'm in the hospital, huh? And if you look around again, my whole body is also wrapped in a lot of bandages, there is also an infusion tube stuck in my hand. Am I that sick, right? But wait, what am I sick?

I was still sitting in a hospital bed after waking up, while I felt something hurt in my legs, buttocks, and back like pierced and sore.

Besides... Why is Lisa here too? How did he know I was sick? Usually when I was sick, only family members accompanied me, and never found my friends visiting me when I was sick.

Why is Lisa different? He made me flowery, considering he was the first person besides my family to visit me when I was sick.

Right now, Mom and Lisa were chatting with each other in small, half-snouted voices, I could hear her a little, and I concluded that it was as if Mom had told Lisa to explain everything to me.

"So, you're currently in the hospital because a few days ago you had a serious accident. Many serious wounds all over your body, but today, the Doctor said that you have passed through your critical period, before you finally regained consciousness from fainting." Lisa is at length.

"Eh? I fainted?!" I was surprised by the loud voice half-screaming.

"Yes, you fainted for 3 days, Firza." Mother replied, which surprised me even more and almost loudly shouted in my room.

Spontaneously I wanted to grab my forehead and pat it with my hands, being too shocked. But just as I wanted to do so, suddenly the pain instantly attacked my hand which reflexively made me groan in pain.

"Eh! Don't move much, Firza!!" Shouts hysterically Mother who is worried.

Mother and Lisa seemed worried, the difference was that Lisa did not utter a word in her worries. I could only grin and laugh to appease the two of them, implicitly wanting to say that I was okay.

And so many times I have seen my hand, it seems like I will not have the heart to move it again for a while.

Ouch, my body is slowly hurting all. Then, my sensitive mother immediately helped me to lay my body again. I'm just gonna lie down, not sleep for real.

The wounds all over my body, remind me of the incident when I was hit by a truck that time. And is it true that after that, I fainted for 3 days? Then, I fainted a long time ago dong? What about my school?!

And...what about my bike that time.... bounced when the accident?!

"Mom! Where's my bike?" I worry while lying down.

I know this is out of sync with my current situation, because instead of worrying about myself, I prefer to worry about my motor which is indeed an inanimate object. Alias, no more valuable than a life.

"Firza... Why even worry about your bike? You are seriously injured!" My mother replied not according to my expectations.

"Well, Mom.., the name is also curious," I laughed back at Mom's reply.

"Huh?! Motorcycle damaged?! Yeah, Mom! What a shame the bike! Moreover, if boughtin.. expensive and not as cheap as buying a pencil," I replied surprised.

Although my parable of a pencil being cheaper than a motor is a bit unequal, but it's true, isn't it? If I equate the two things because my family is not too rich either.

So maybe I will refuse to buy a motorbike, or maybe next time when Dad suddenly missed a windfall.

While listening to Mom who was advising me to worry more about myself than my bike, I listened to her not being too focused.

Instead, I sometimes observed Lisa with her hands held together in front of her body. Again I want to say it in my head, why is Lisa here? Not that I intended to expel, but instead, I was happy because of his existence.

Wait a minute, the question about my bike has been solved, the result is broken and it seems severe. Then... What about my school? When I was 3 days unconscious in the hospital?

"What about school?? I'm in the hospital for 3 days!" I asked.

"Lisa's the one who delivered your license," Mother replied as she pointed at Lisa.

I turned to Lisa and she smiled.

"O-okay..." My words are out of words.

◐◐◐

Tik... tik.. tik.. as if I could hear the drip of infusion that continued to connect with my hand just by looking at it. It had started towards night, and I felt the atmosphere in the hospital gradually started to turn out to be unpleasant.

Right now, Mom is having some business, so inevitably she leaves me. Meanwhile, Mom asked Lisa to accompany me, and now she was next to me, sitting there peeling an orange peel for me.

Her hands were white and quite plump, making her look even more tender in my eyes at the moment.

Today he looks so soft, from the previous one when at school, he looks sharp as razor sharp. Ah... I'm glad to see that she can be this gentle to me, making me feel cared for by a quiet person whose attitude is so indifferent like Lisa.

"Oh yes, Lis. I just want to ask. Why are you here? And... Did you come here alone?" my question is to make his hand stop moving to peel the orange peel.

"I-I'm sorry if I came here alone. I'm ashamed to take my friends, '" Lisa replied, looking down.

"E-nothing.I mean.it's okay if you visit me, I'm so happy! But I'm curious, if.... do you know who I'm sick from?" I asked after smiling nervously.

"I always see you every time I go home from school" Lisa replied, to my astonishment, then she continued. "I was also the one who drove you to the hospital when you had an accident on that holiday."