WHITE ROSE
PROLOGUES

(Sunday, September 11, 2016)

My eyes were fixed on some white roses that were asleep. Flowers are no stranger to me these days. Flowers that make calm and also make sad. Blanketed feelings of anxiety as well as confusing. It was like something made me shudder. Open a memory record, on the events of one month ago.

And .. was able to change my life at the moment.

It was still clearly remembered when the flower was in the soft embrace of the white girl. Seeing me leave her with a happy smile. Disguised on a bright face clad in a plain smile decorated with tears. There was not a single shred of worry, even though it was as if he knew that it was the last day for him.

But now, the flower was lying quietly. On top of the mound of land that has begun to harden and flatten. His head leaned gently on the white ceramic stone that stood upright. On the stone, engraved beautiful names and numbers that indicate such a short span of time. Gently touched by a tiny hand full of pain. Accompanied by a soft but deep cry, by a girl who was so sorry for her disappearance. Her heart was so sick that she realized the person she cared about had gone even further than before.

Just like me, who now also feels even though not as deep as him.

"North ...!" peeker lilu this girl called her name.

A month ago, I visited him after the incident. Heading to Mustika Hospital which is quite far from my house. The place where he had surgery. Running down the corridor cares nothing more than to meet his mother. I'm still wearing my school uniform. My mind's screwed. It was really messed up because of the strange event I had even though it was only about 30 minutes.

When I found her and was accompanied by a rough breath, there was a figure of an adult woman sitting restlessly alone in the waiting room. Still waiting for his beloved daughter to finish surgery. His lips incessantly offered a do'a for the smooth operation.

I slowly approached and greeted. The first impression of course he put on an astonished face with my sudden arrival and grim face. But after that, her face changed quickly as I passed the news on to her. A common reaction appeared on his face when he heard such news. Extremely sad, especially the experienced is the person he loves as well.

"I've lost one of my children. And right now, I'm also in danger of losing another."

The same cry as his daughter as lamenting the body of the girl, who had now been lying quietly behind the mound of earth.

"Andy, what's wrong?" Ms. Yuli patted my shoulder and woke from the daydream.

"He? Uh, nothing, Mom."

"Yes already. Let's go home, it'll be dark soon."

"Yes, Mom."

She helps Dewi, her beloved daughter sitting in a wheelchair. Tears still flowed down the princess' cheeks. The sound of his breathing was still heavy even though the sad eyes of the girl had been closed from exhaustion. It was just that sound that I heard other than a small gust of wind around.

I felt the sadness of the red rose. Right now, I don't know what to comfort him. Because on the other hand, I also felt guilty, having agreed to keep my mouth shut for her sake for a month. So that he can focus on healing.

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