
Jeon ended up spending the night awake. He was thinking about whether he should see his mother? In the middle of the night that felt silent and his mind was in a state of turmoil, he heard the sound of crying not far from his room. That heartbreaking-sounding cry made him move out of the room.
Jeon sees a man who may be five years old with him. He was hugging his legs and drowning his head on both knees. His shoulders trembled with the sound of his slashing cries.
Out of a sense of who, Jeon took his foot toward the direction where the man was sitting alone. He crouched down and touched the man's shoulder slowly. His face was so wet, his eyes reddened and puffy, and his face was a mess when the head looked up. The sight made Jeon swallow his saliva violently because he felt pity.
"What makes you cry like that?"
"What else is it? What could be more painful than losing someone?"
"You lost someone? The person closest to you left you? Everything will be fine as time goes by. You can definitely get through this day well." Jeon's hand was still slung on the man's shoulder. He gave elusan a slow wish for him to be calmer. I don't know where the other relatives went, why this young man was left alone in the hospital looking after his sick family.
"Where is your other family? Why are you here alone?"
"I have no family but Mom, but now Mom's leaving me. I'm alone."
"There's no way you only have your mother."
"How important is it that I explain my family tree? You're who? Leave me alone!"
"Let's come with me, we still have time to talk before your mother gets brought home. You have to share your burden, at least for today. Make me your friend."
Imagining the young man alive made him remember his own life. Imagine if at that time his parents did not care for him, it could have been more tragic fate than the young man.
The young man just looked at Jeon deeply. There was no word he let out, until he finally got out of his seat and helped Jeon carry his hose pole.
"Where are you taking me?"
"We're going to my ward. There is plenty of food there. You can eat if you want. Although I know you definitely won't be able to swallow anything, but at least you can wet your throat there."
"You alone?"
Only the sound of the footsteps of the two came after the question from the young man was answered Jeon with a nod of his head.
"You can eat this if you want." Jeon took some snacks and fruit that his mother gave him. "What's your name?" The question appeared when he was already sitting next to the skinny young man.
"Call me Jeon. I listened to your cries from here, so I came out and I found you curled up on the floor. I came because what you did earlier was not good for your health. Do you want to tell me something? How did you get a kara? Where's your dad?"
Bima just breathed a heavy breath while bringing her gaze to the white floor. He was quiet for a while.
"You don't have to answer my question if you're not willing to answer. But tell me a little bit so you can calm down. Don't you have to drive your mother tomorrow? You have to stay healthy, right? To stay healthy you have to share your thoughts a little with others. This is our first and last meeting. You don't have to worry about telling me anything, there's nothing to be ashamed of either. Maybe after this the story will just evaporate."
"If you knew my past, you wouldn't talk like that. Maybe you'll kick me out right now."
"Your problems have nothing to do with me. Share just a little."
Bima then began to tell her past which was a little troublesome for her mother. Bima is the only child of a simple couple. His father left him when he was a child. He grew up to be what he is today under the care of his mother. His only parents had to work slamming bones, working from morning to night to fulfill whatever he asked for.
Because his mother is busy working that he became less attention, plus he during school chose the wrong friend. And until finally he plunged into the wrong association and became a pretty bad boy.
"I've always demanded this and that Mother, asking for whatever she really can't afford to love me. But Mom forced herself to give me what I wanted. Because every time you say you don't have money or don't grant me my wish, I'm sure to throw a tantrum. Until I finally got sick. I didn't know she was sick, I knew she was bad. Mom's only been here two days and then left me without giving me a chance to at least say sorry. Now what am I supposed to do? I'm sorry as deep as anything that won't bring Mom back. I'm sorry as much as you didn't hear it. I'm so sorry to have made my mother suffer, I should have taken care of her, I took care of her, but what I did was just the opposite." Bima who was originally a little about returning as much as he pleased.
Talking about regret, Jeon remembered the words Miss a few hours ago. The woman did not want that she regretted something. Is God showing a picture of one's regrets?
Jeon shook his head slowly as he imagined that he was in the same position as Bima. Their case is not the same, but the difference is also not too far away. Whatever the case, regret is still painful.
Jeon's hand was raised again to gently stroke Bima's back. The young man's regret definitely could not be described with words, it was too difficult to parson and explain through his mouth.
"Be apologetic even if you don't hear it. Your mother can see from up there."
"You're talking like I'm a kid."
"Just apologize all your life, pray for him all your life. If you feel peace, it means your mother has forgiven you. It sounds silly, but won't your bond ever break? Your body is far away, but not with your heart. Just try. This sounds easy to say, but it's so hard to do. As deep as your regrets may be, you will never go back in time. What your mother needs right now is not your cry let alone your regret, but prayer. Pray for her happiness there, it will definitely be happy for her. that would have been enough for her."
"You're right. I don't live in the past. I can't go back there and fix it, but I can fix my future. I've suffered enough here. I have to make him smile up there. By the way, you're not well either. Why alone?"
"I just had a broken bone. I can still do anything alone."