Riyan & Vania
03. The Voice of the Heart of Vania (Sadness)

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I'm Vania Keylan, I'm in a relationship without status by someone named Riyan Adijaya.

Maybe, since I was in the third grade of Junior High he didn't want to define our relationship. However, I am sure clearly. He likes me, I like him too. We like each other.

But life doesn't just tell us both. Riyan was forced to go to college in Germany, this was for the sake of his future, and for the sake of his papa company.

But, even so, we are sure. We'll be fine.

And sure enough, a year passed we were all fine. My bad guy contacts me often. Either via Video Call, Phone, or just plain Chatt. We might call it LDR?

However, there was a day where the tragedy was present. The tragedy that turned Om ferociously one hundred and eighty degrees. That tragedy, it was a tragedy that changed my life. Forcing my sweet dreams, into nightmares. Take away my happiness by replacing it with sadness.

Om terrible accident, he was in a coma for a month, and he forgot his memory. He has retrograde amnesia.

During my coma, I was there for only one week. I really hope you're not aware of that time. When I was there.

But, there also what's the point? You also don't remember me, do you?

Really am! I hate this disease! Retrograde amnesia is a condition in which the patient cannot remember information or events in the past.

And in Om's case, he forgot about the events of the past four years.

Actually not only me, brother Thifa, sister Melia, and brother Anggi also not remembered by the fierce om. He doesn't even remember his high school friend.

I don't know for sure if it'll heal completely, or it won't. I just resigned. But clearly, her doctor advised her not to over-exert her memory.

Not only that, when I tried to help Om ferociously to recall, through a Video call. Ah~ at that time. I really wish I never picked up that Video call.

"Lo who? " ask with a cold tone. He's the same fierce om who's always arguing funny with me.

I never hesitated to disturb him, or even to tease him, hitting him. But, this time. The person in the video is like a different person. Don't get sucked up, just talk to him, my lips are twisted.

Om fierce before never spoke this cold to me. But, suddenly he behaved like this? I feel tight, it's so stifling.

"By the way! You have a mouth! " said sarcasm. Enough's enough! I can't hear that word from a fierce om! I immediately turned off the video call.

Close my face with a white pillow next to mine. I shed all screams of heart. I ... Crying out.

I would love to shout aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!! But it's already night. I don't want to be the target of a neighbor's gosipan.

Yes, it is true! I crybaby! I suck! But, you won't know what it's like to be different.

Om fierce is indeed far away in the country people. But, somehow I feel he's further away than that. Not distance, but our hearts may no longer be intertwined.

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1 Year had also passed, right now. Today, a day without light came to me.

Grandpa~

He was the only family I had, after I lost both my parents. Right now I'm totally alone. I am a kara! Without family!

Whyyy?! Why like this? Why are all the people I love snatched away one by one?! Is there any happiness left for me?!

Why take my grandfather? I'll give you all my possessions, but please. Give me back my only family.

I'm left alone, here. Crying hugging a tombstone that says "Ahmadi Keyland" My grandfather's name is greatest.

Crows were roaring on that tree. It was getting brighter in the afternoon, the light of his crowbar was so warm, but it was not enough to warm my already gray heart.

That sunny afternoon seemed to mock me who was trapped in the darkness. Nah! I know, that sunny afternoon was given to me, to accompany me, and comfort me right?

My body was limp, I kept crying since morning. I didn't want to go home, even though I knew there were a lot of people in my house waiting for me to say my condolences.

Can it? Can time turn back? At this moment my silly thoughts began to approach. I wish I had Doraemon by my side.

But, well that was just an illusion!!

"Daughter, don't cry so much. Later your grandfather even did not calm down, "I heard a soft voice as warm as a mamah voice. I looked to the right, and sure enough! There is Mama and Papah! Wearing white clothes and smiling at me! And next to them was a smiling grandfather too!

"Mamma! Papahs! Grandpa!! Don't stay in Vania! Vania will come with you!!! " i shouted, as I watched the three of them turn into light and suddenly disappear in the wind.

I don't know, whether it's real or just my illusion. Seeing them smile with light, I was a little more in control.

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One week later, here I am. Sitting on the sofa of the Adijaya family home, with two suitcases and one backpack still attached to me.

"Udah son, come in. Aunty has her room. Look at your new room "the hijab-wearing woman said to me. Aunty Airin his name, mamahnya om fierce.

"Dad kid, look at the room first. Consider it your own home. "more friendly Agung om

When Om Agung and Aunty Airin found out that Grandpa was gone, they immediately took me to his house. They know I live in kara. And invite me to stay here. They said they were lonely because Riyan didn't exist.

Well, right now I'm at that guy's house. But, om fierce himself is still studying in Germany. After the last video call, we never communicated again.

I also decided to stay here, before Om fiercely came back here. At least, I won't be lonely in 2 or three years.

When I was an adult, I thought I could live independently.

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I went into my room, and it was on the second floor. I opened the window, standing on the balcony letting a gentle breeze graze my face, letting a few strands of my hair fly about randomly.

All right, it's time for me. I'm Vania Keylan, about to start a new life. Welcoming the future with a smile. Trying to forget the burden of the past.