The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand

The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Weird dream


Because of the impulse and curiosity, I was desperate to enter the room whose door was slightly open. I entered while settling into the precipitate exactly like a thief who was about to steal valuables belonging to the owner of the house. Once inside the room looks just an ordinary room and there is nothing strange there.


There is only a large and wide closet. It looks like the big closet is in a special designation to load a variety of photos displayed there. But most of the photos are old photos and black and white. I noticed one by one those photos. Most of Oma's childhood photos are of a handsome bule man and I think that man is Oma's late husband. Along with me seeing the bule man, I remember the doctor Bayu once told me if he was of Dutch descent. So most likely the bule man was the true husband of Oma and Opa doctor Bayu.


I also saw photos of the infancy and childhood of the baby doctor with various styles and excretions. She looks adorable and I smile at her picture.


Then my eyes were fixed on a picture of a young woman who looked very beautiful. But what made me astonished to see him was why his face was so similar to mine. Is that woman named Hanum? oma's son and Bayu's dead doctor's mother. Why does his face look so much like mine? I have no relationship with the Oma family. When I was swept away staring at the face of the photo, the photo came alive and smiled at me. I was shocked and immediately ran out of the room.


"Astaghfiruallah the enzyme." Many times I said Istighfar while holding my chest that was pounding incoherently after moving away from the room.


"Is the photo really alive or is it just my hallucination?"Say it slowly.


"Sir.." Call someone. Again I was surprised at him and walked quickly but only a few steps did the man call me again."Nuri, it's me Bayu." I stopped my steps after the man mentioned his name. Then I turned to look at her and saw doctor Bayu looking fresh with his wet hair. Wearing shorts and white T-shirts.


"Doctor..."Say me, then look around to make sure that person is doctor Bayu not incarnation.


"Why do you want to run when I call? do you think I'm a ghost?" Her insinuations.


I rubbed my face with both hands. After looking at the photo of the woman who looked so much like me, suddenly I became a coward at this time.


"Ah, sorry doc, I'm just surprised." I reasoned when I was actually scared.


"Where are you going and where are you going?"


"I, I want to see the baby doctor but forgot which room was where Sukma's aunt had told me."


Doctor Bayu looks like he's wrinkling his forehead."Tumben what are you looking for me?"


"Would you borrow a charger what can I do?"


"Oh, yes, come to my room."


I fell silent and thought that if I went with him I would definitely pass through the room again. Suddenly I felt creepy imagining it earlier because the sohan was really like real.


"I, I'll just wait here Doc."


"Oh, I've been waiting a minute." Doctor Bayu rushed away while I waited for him.


After getting the charger from doctor Bayu I immediately went to the room I was in. Upon arriving in the room I turned to Zain who was sound asleep. After that I immediately added my phone power. A few minutes later I turned on the phone and saw dozens of messages from Raihan and dozens of missed calls appear on my phone screen.


I read one by one Raihan's message to the last.


"Why has your attitude changed? what because now there's a doctor Bayu and it's close to his family so that mba changed just like me."


Why did Raihan become a selfish man? why didn't he admit his mistake and apologize to me? why does he question something that has nothing to do with our problems and why does he accuse me of being close to doctor Bayu and why he talks as if he was the one who was hurt.


I regretted opening a message from her until I felt upset myself. In a bad mood, I returned the message.


"Why has my attitude changed? you should ask yourself what made me change."


After replying to his message I immediately disconnect the prepaid card and then break it. Just let him not be able to contact me anymore. And maybe I should give this phone back to him.


"Cup..cup.cup don't cry son."The woman's hand stroked the crying baby as if to calm her.


"Even though you were born a woman, you sure will grow up to be a very strong woman. After you've grown up, please take revenge on the person who has made us apart, son." Keep the woman and her hands are stroking the baby who won't stop crying.


I who was still in shock to see the face of a baby that was very similar to me also ventured to ask the woman who let her child lie just like that on the grass.


"Who's mother? why did you put your baby there? pity him, he's cold." I screamed at the woman.


The woman stood up and soon she turned to face me. At that instant my pupils almost missed seeing the face of the woman who was very similar to me and could be said it was my face.


While holding my face I scream."No, it's impossible, noakkkkkk." My screams echoed in the room where Zain and I slept tonight. Sweat pouring out of my body soaked my face and some of my clothes.


"Astaghfiruallah the enzyme." I repeatedly said the word istighfar. I had a weird dream and a whole new lifetime this time I had a weird dream.


I looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand. When I came over this afternoon, Sukma's aunt put it in this room because she told me not to wake up like that. I saw the clock showing at one in the morning. I was quite surprised because I had not performed the prayer myself and I thought it appropriate for me to have a nightmare because I had not performed the prayer. I hurried down from the bed and rushed to fetch water.


After praying I thought back to that strange dream. Still ringing in my ear the sentence that the woman said to the baby was asking the baby to avenge him on someone.


"Revenge!" I said, my forehead was also cringing. I was really surprised by my strange dream.


Next day.


When I was about to take Zain who was playing with Aunt Sukma I passed by a relaxing place. The doctors of Bayu and Oma were chatting casually. I felt like I wanted to talk to them but I remembered Zain who had been playing with his aunt in the front garden for a long time.


I was about to continue my steps but before I moved away I heard my name mentioned by them.


"Nuri looks a lot like your mama Bayu. Oma felt that her presence here was like Oma's son coming back to life. Oma would love for you to marry Nuri bay, so that she can stay here."


"It's not easy, Oma, nor does Nuri want to marry me."


"What's not easy? you are handsome Bayu, you are also a doctor and a businessman and many treasures. You definitely can and easily get Nuri's heart."


"Oma, Nuri is not a realistic woman. Treasure is not the measure of his life. She's a simple woman and what she is."


So Oma wanted to match me to doctor Bayu because I was similar to her dead son. I think Oma really sincerely loves me for what I am not because I am similar to her son.


I continued my steps back. On the way to the front garden I thought of two quite dizzy problems in my opinion. My problem with Raihan is added again now Oma wants to match me with doctor Bayu just because I am similar to her son. I admit doctor Bayu is the perfect man because besides being handsome he is also well established and good. Any woman would be fascinated by him. I myself do feel comfortable with him but my comfort when with him is different from my comfort when with Raihan.


"It seems I should go home soon. Pity bang Supri if in staying too long, he makes crackers only alone."My monologue's on the sidelines walking towards the front garden.


Arriving at the front garden, Zain was playing ball with a long-haired woman and a long white dress, but his face was not visible because he turned his back on me. He led Zain to pick up the ball that was thrown far enough away. Sukma's aunt sat and watched Zain and the woman. I walked over to Aunt Sukma.


"Bi, who's the woman who's playing with Zain?"ask me while standing sideways.


Aunt Sukma seemed to be frowning her forehead." Women playing with Zain? from earlier Zain was just playing with me non."


"It's time but it's in vain...." My words hung after looking towards Zain who was playing alone. Where's that woman? what, am I hallucinating again. Suddenly my hair fell. I immediately ran towards Zain and grabbed his body and took him inside the house.