
Silent..
His body was tired of walking here and there, but never found what he was looking for. When a voice called him Reza, from that moment on he called himself Reza.
"Good morning, Brother Reza! Last night I had a dream, Reza!! I miss the bangettt want to see Reza's sister look me rich first, wake up, yuk!"
The voice somehow makes Reza always emotional but he likes it. If the sound disappears, Reza will again walk down a lonely road that never ends. When the voice appeared, Reza would sit quietly listening to the stories of the beautiful voice.
"Sir Reza, not when Reza salting to read the book upside down, hahaha..."
Reza laughed at the sound of the voice laughing, he could not remember anything. The voice owner's face doesn't even know what it looks like..
"Earlier one night I was waiting for Reza Kak to come home from Grandpa Nun's store, at that time we were fighting again, I was waiting for Reza Kak even willing not to eat dinner to be able to eat together, but it turns out that Reza Kak came home late until I was angry but the prestige would talk first."
Reza listened carefully to the story, hoping he remembered anything.
"I miss Reza, wake up! I promise I won't do it again."
"So Mama Dateng loh, Sister, Brother Reza can hear the voice of Mama, right?!"
Mama??
Reza closed her eyes trying to remember what Mama is??
Who is Mama??
What does Mama look like??
But the more he tried to remember the more he was exhausted. When the voice disappears, Reza will no longer be able to walk. He would just fall asleep and spend his time waiting until the voice came again.
"Later if Kak Reza wakes up, we'll take a step in the rainbow, yeah!? I've missed the same atmosphere there."
Rainbow cos?
Where's it??
"I guess why the time of the incident was sleeping instead of talking Kak Reza, sorry, Brother. Because of me, Brother Reza so this.." the voice told me again with sadness.
Reza sighed softly, he did not understand why he only heard the sound of the voice but could not see anyone. He was tired of walking here and there, calling out to anyone who crossed his brain but there was no one he could remember.
"Sir Reza, tomorrow I can go home.”
Reza's stunned, home?? Whereabouts?? Will he be living alone??
"Sir Reza, wake up yuk, let us go home together. I promise whatever Reza's sister will be, I'll keep Kak Reza."
"Heiiiii...!!!!" reza's scream echoed, his voice blaring to make his ears noisy.
"Sir Reza can hear my voice, right?? If Reza's brother can catch me eye gerakin Kak Reza, plisss…"
Reza closed and opened his eyes many times, rubbing them until they started to sting, hoping the owner of the voice would see his response. Reza can hear it!! He enjoyed every story and story the voice told.
"Sister Reza, let's get up, wherever Sister Reza is now, plisss I beg you, Brother Reza can definitely get up."
Reza took a nervous breath, she turned her head around hoping to see anything that could bring her back home. For so long he had been stuck in this place by himself, there was no one but that voice.
"Hey, I can catch you!! Don't go!!" reza shouted until his throat was sore, both eyes were heating up. He doesn't want to be left alone.
But no one showed up. Reza was sitting down again. The voice disappeared.
"Hey!!!" Shouted Reza annoyed, "help me."
Pain...cold..glare!!
Reza closed his eyes again as a ray of light penetrated his retina. His body was stiff and sick.
"Reza, can you hear me?!"
Reza opened his eyes again slowly, a man dressed in all white and glasses looking at him sharply. Who's who??
There were also several women behind the man, they were wearing the same clothes. Is Reza dead??
"Reza?? Welcome back, boy!!" said the man again sumringah, then check some cables attached to Reza's chest.
"I'm Doctor Steven, good to see you back, son!" he continued while staring at Reza sticky.
Reza watches her familiar surroundings, she is bare-chested. His right leg was wrapped in a white bandage, oh, his left hand too! His whole body felt stiff and sick. His neck was fitted with a buffer that made Reza unable to turn his head.
"What's going on, Doc?" ask Reza raspy.
"You were in an accident a month ago, your wife came home but we've contacted your family and informed you that you've come to your senses from your long sleep" the middle-aged doctor said.
Wife?? When did he get married??
"What do you feel now, Reza??" doctor Steven asked curiously because Reza seemed confused.
"Am I married, Doc??" Reza asked back, he really can't remember anything.
Doctor Steven turned to the nurse beside him and took a deep breath.
"Can't you remember anything?"
Reza glared for a moment, "no," she said.
Doctor Steven took down his stethoscope and watched Reza seriously.
"Look, Reza, when your head was injured, we had to operate on a blood clot in your brain. The mildest risk is that you'll have amnesia and the worst is that you'll be paralyzed."
Reza held her breath which suddenly felt tight. The amnesia? He lost all his memories??
"Until when, Doc??" ask Reza lirih.
Doctor Steven nodded his shoulders slowly, "No one can be sure, but with regular therapy maybe you can quickly remember all your memories.”
Reza watched the wounds on his hands and feet in anguish. How could he have been in an accident so bad?? Who hit him?? Memory loss is like tivi without the channels of choice, right?? And then he was handicapped! What else can he be proud of himself?
"Why don't I die, Doc," said Reza.
Doctor Steven was wide-eyed to hear Reza say, "Do you regret being sober? Even your family and wife are patiently waiting for you to get back up."
"Better I die, Doc! Why do I realize but do not even want anything, let alone plus now I am disabled! What am I living for??"
"Make your family of course! Make your wife too! He comes here every day with you" Dr. Steven comforted.
Reza threw a pissed face, family?? Wife?! Fuck you!!
"Looks like you still need a break, sister Renita will accompany you until your family comes.”
Reza watched Doctor Steven who sauntered out of the ICU room with a pushy look. He should have died instead of suffering like this..