Amnesia Of Love
45. Thinking of Max

Mario looked at Max with a sad look. He took a breath many times and then exhaled it. However, the feeling of tightness did not go away. Seeing the twin brother lying helplessly with the nassal canulla perched on his nose and other medical equipment left him unable to breathe at all. Although Abdi's doctor has said if Max's condition is okay, he still has not calmed down if he has not seen the two eyes of the brother open. Doctor Abdi said Max was just exhausted and too much was thought out. For patients who have a history of diseases such as Max, of course, it will be a burden to his body.

“What else do you think, anyway, Max? Hm? Story on Brother. Don't soak yourself,” murmured.

Grasped her hand tightly Max then kissed her and rubbed her slowly.

“Don't keep going like this. Brother Rio is afraid ..”.

A single tear fell from the corner of his eye and then he rubbed slowly. Afraid to see your sister when she suddenly wakes up.

“Doctor Abdi, I told you, it's dangerous. Why still burden your mind, anyway?” his gerrick.

“Come, wake. Brother Rio scared.”

THE CKLEKK!

“Yo, this is eat.”

Mario glanced at Hayden who had just entered and put a box of food in a white plastic bag on the nightstand. Mario then turned to face Max while shaking his head slowly.

“I'm not hungry, Den.”

Hayden exhaled his breath violently.

“Eat! Do I want a bribe, huh?! What's the trouble, anyway?! Just eat!” his orders were upset.

“Let's go when Max wakes up,” reject Mario again.

“Eat it, anyway! Don't rock, can't! You want Max to wake up and be sad to see his brother like an undead for not eating?!”

Mario rolled his eyes lazily.

“I'm not like a living corpse. I just missed lunch, Den. Not not eating all day,” objected.

Hayden pulled Mario's shoulder tight, making Mario almost fall backward.

“Hayden!! You're all right, anyway?!” angry Mario.

Hayden doesn't care. He pulled Mario's hand up from his seat and sat Mario on the sofa near Max's bed.

“Sit!” order Hayden.

He took the food box he had bought in the cafeteria and gave it to Mario.

“Eat or you drive from here!”

Mario mendelik not accept. How could he be expelled from the nursery of his own twin sister?

“Nak if you talk! I'm Max's brother! I'm her twin sister! You can't kick me out!”

Hayden stared hard at Mario.

“Because you're his twin brother, so you should know your sister doesn't like to see the people closest to her suffer because of him! He will definitely feel guilty for you when he sees his brother not paying attention to himself because of him! You know, Max can't think too much. It weighed down on his body and was dangerous for his life. So don't be stubborn as a person! Use your brains!”

Mario speechless.

“Stay eating only, how hard!” he walked over to Max's bed and sat in the chair Mario had been wearing.

“Your twin brother is stupid, Max.”

Mario listened to Hayden.

“I heard! No need to complain a no-no to my sister!” mario shouted annoyed.

Hayden did not respond. He doesn't care about Mario. He held Max's hand slowly.

“The smaller, the inner” when looking at Max's hand that looks thinner than before.

Meanwhile, Mario who is still upset still obeyed Hayden's orders. He opened his food box.

“Kwetiaw,” he said slowly.

“Yes, I ordered.”

It wasn't Hayden who answered, it was Jonathan who had just arrived.

Mario rubbed his chest slowly. Shocked by Jonathan's sudden arrival.

“Bikin shocked only,” grumbled Mario.

Jonathan grinned wide.

“Sorry. Already, now quickly eat kwetiawnya. Still warm, you know. I ordered it so you could eat because I know that you don't have a taste for food right now, so I advised you to. Pretty spicy, kok.”

Mario smiled thinly. Jonathan always understood himself. He put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. Yeah, it's spicy and delicious. Usually Max also likes to buy it, although not a spicy one. Max was despite his illness, but almost all noodle-like food, he liked. Fortunately Max is still allowed to eat it as long as it is not too frequent.

“Enak?” ask Jonathan.

Mario nodded. Jonathan smiled. He approached Max's bed. Slowly rubbed Max's hand free from the infusion.

“Baby big. Come on, quickly wake up,” he said softly.

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Clara stood on the balcony. His hands rest on the balcony railing. He stared blankly at the twilight sky above him. His mind was only filled with a long series of sentences from Max at the break. He breathed slowly. How could Max still look calm and cheerful facing his life like that? Her thought.

“If I, I might keep crying because I can't remember anything. I will also definitely not be able to smile, when I know my condition is not as normal as children my age in general,” murmured.

“But ...”

Clara paused her words. A sense of tightness spread in his chest.

“But you're different, Max. You can still smile, laugh, and also mengombal,” kekehnya.

He chuckled, but his eyes were glazed.

“You can also still carry me from the front of the toilet to UKS.”

He remembered the time he was walking limped because he was chasing a cat and Max who immediately carried him to the UKS. It feels like his chest is getting claustrophobic when he remembers that. His tears fell, unable to be contained anymore.

“Stupid. Basic, Stupid Max.”

“You're stupid too,” Cassie said suddenly.

Clara looked back. Cassie was carrying a tray of two spaghetti dishes and two glasses of strawberry juice.

Clara then immediately went into her room, exactly the room they both then help Cassie by taking a plate of spaghetti and a glass of strawberry juice.

“This is for me, right?” clara asked, pointing to the food and drink she had taken from the tray.

“Yes, that. Why ask?” answer Cassie.

The two of them ended up sitting on the hairy carpet that was in their room.

“This is all I made. So you can eat. If I had offered rice, you would have refused, right?”

Clara smiled widely then nodded her head slowly.

“Know it,” said Clara while tasting spaghetti made by Cassie.

“What don't I know about you, huh? All I know. Even all your stupid behavior I know. I've been khatam out of my head,” Cassie said proudly.

Clara rolled her eyes lazily while sneering.

“Khatam, you think teach.”

Cassie smiled broadly as she raised her eyebrows.

“I have also recited the Quran many times. Uncounted anyway.”

Clara rolled her eyes lazily.

“Cih, you arrogant!” sneer Clara while chewing her spaghetti.

Cassie chuckles while watching Clara eat her homemade cooking. He breathed his breath in relief. Clara finally ate. After that he forced her many times, but Clara still refused. He understood Clara must have thought of Max because she herself did too. He kept thinking about Max, how hard it was to be Max. It's been sick, memory loss anyway. Cassie breathed out slowly and continued to eat.

“How, yummy?” cassie asked Clara as they both finished their meal.

Clara nodded her head slowly.

“Enak,” praise Clara.

Cassie developed her smile.

“Maybe because I was hungry times, yes,” continued Clara.

Cassie let out her smile, her gaze turning irritated with pursed lips.

“You praise or mock? Not both. Choose one.”

Clara chuckles.

“Enak. Tasty. Your cooking is delicious, Cassie. Thank you bestie,” said Clara while smiling and swinging Cassie's hand which was now in her grasp.

“Cih! Basic bocil,” sneer Cassie.

However, he smiled when he saw Clara acting like this, but soon he fell silent.

“What now is the right time, yes?” inner Cassie.

He saw Clara tidying up their old plates and glasses and putting them on a tray.

“I take this to the kitchen yes, all I wash,” said Clara moved from her seat.

“Iya, the net yes,” Cassie said.

Clara nodded her head and raised one of her thumbs.

“Sip!”

Clara immediately went outside the room to the kitchen on the lower floor. While Cassie now just sat quietly while leaning on the edge of the bed.

“You said, but afraid of the response later. But if you do not say also wrong because anyway I, do not already know?” muttered.

“Arghh!!”

Cassie ruffled her hair.

“Pusing, right so,” grunts annoyed.

He then raised his head up, staring at the ceiling of their room.

“But I'm also worried about Max. I also want to know how he is. If I'm just worried, let alone Clara, yeah?”

Cassie moved from her seat and out of the room to the kitchen. Arriving in the kitchen, he saw Clara who was arranging the dishes and their used glasses that had been washed on the shelf. Clara turned her head and raised her eyebrows.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” clara was confused.

Cassie fell silent and walked up to the dinner table. He pulled out a chair and sat there. His hands are interlocked. Clara scrunched her forehead, increasingly confused by Cassie's behavior. He then immediately washed his hands with hand washing soap and water in the sink faucet and took a hand wash and dried his hands.

“Why, anyway? What was? Why not answer me?” clara walked up to Cassie and sat in front of her.

Cassie looked at Clara.

“Don't be surprised, huh?” cassie said slowly.

Clara frowned her forehead confused.

“Why be surprised? What's the matter, Cassie? Come on, answer me! Don't make me curious and worried!”

Cassie took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

“This .. about Max,” Cassie said.

Clara stiffened instantly.

“M ... Max's? A... What's wrong with him?” ask Clara while looking down.

“Max ... was in the hospital this afternoon, Ra.”

Clara looked up and widened her eyes in shock.

DEG! DEG'S DEG!

“What?!”

...CONNECT ....

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