Am I Different?
(S2) ~ I'm sorry

"Oh, I don't think you know" I said.

"And I heard from Papa and Mama that your house ..." Jeje's words were cut off when Aunt Santi came and immediately smothered her mouth.

"Jeje dear, please help Grandma yes," said Aunt Santi.

I felt something was hidden by him, I wanted to ask but felt uneasy.

"Keyla, don't listen to Jeje's words, son. You know, by itself, if Jeje his son likes to be flat," said Aunt Santi.

I just nodded, not wanting to answer. All I have in mind now is how to meet Kevin. I want to tell you all the things that Mama told me during that flashback.

"Keyla, what's the crap, son?" ask Aunt Santi.

But I didn't answer Aunt Santi's words, because I was too serious about thinking about how to meet Kevin.

"Kyla." Call Aunt Santi holding my hand.

I was surprised when Aunt Santi held my hand and said, "Eh, yes Auntie. Why?"

"You just rest, yeah. Aunty goes to the room," said Aunt Santi as he moved from his seat.

Aunt Santi immediately pushed my wheelchair towards the room. Along the way the aunt pushed, she always improved if I didn't have to trust Jeje if she talked about my family problems. I'm just saying yes even though I don't really listen to auntie.

Arriving at the room, the confused aunt wanted to help me stand up but was afraid that I would not be able to hold my weight.

"Awhile, Key. Aunty call your father first," said the aunt leaving me in the room.

I just nodded, sometimes feeling lonely if under these circumstances there was no Esther to accompany me. But how else, he's faded and lost not knowing the limb.

Not so long ago my aunt and father came, but only my father carried me on the bed.

"Rest yes, Dek," said the father as he kissed my forehead.

I smiled, after which my father passed away leaving me and Aunt Santi in the room. Aunt Santi slowly stroked my head, occasionally also peeping at my forehead.

"Cheal fast, son. Later we take a walk to the beach that was delayed in the past," said aunty.

"Yes, Auntie" I said, closing my eyes.

I don't want to sleep, but I just want to be alone. Therefore I deliberately closed my eyes so that Aunt Santi thought I had fallen asleep.

Sure enough, long enough I was closed at last aunty went out leaving me. The door closed slowly, and I heard Jeje speaking.

"Ma, Keyla's sleeping?" ask him in his special voice.

"Yes, let him sleep. Let's help Aunt get settled," aunty's voice calls Jeje.

I opened my eyes again, and sat down. I deliberately stacked a few pillows to concentrate my body when rendering.

In my mind think of a way to meet Kevin. But it felt deadlocked when I returned to remember my situation and the distance of Kevin's house is quite far from this house.

I just kept quiet without getting any definite thoughts about Kevin's problem, suddenly the door opened again.

Chequek!

"Kyla." I heard the mother's voice calling.

"Yes, Mom," I replied.

He entered the room with a plate of rice and a bottle of water.

"Eat first, Dek. Mum bribe, yes," said mother.

"Yes, Mom," I replied.

Mom put food next to me, then she took a chair near the dressing table. After that, slowly and patiently, my mother greeted me.

"Mom, how? Did you contact Bi Asih?"

"Not yet, anytime. The important thing is that you heal first" replied the mother.

I just kept staring at me sharply. Mom's eyes widened, as if saying no to me.

"Where's dad?" my many.

I decided to find Dad, maybe talking to him would be allowed.

"Dad's rearranging stuff, Dek. Wanna call?" ask mother.

"Yes, Mom. I was bribed by you, only" I replied.

"Tumbent kok?" ask the mother who was surprised.

"Ehm ... Just want to, ma'am," I gave an excuse.

Mom got out of her seat and walked out of the room. Not long ago, father and tang with mother.

"What, Deck?" ask me when I enter the room.

"By me, Dad. Let me arrange things," I replied.

He sat down and began feeding food into my mouth. My mom still stood watching my dad bribe me. Actually I want you to go out of the room, so I don't have any problems talking to you about Kevin.

"Mother is here alone" said the mother.

"Mother's only goods will not be finished-finished loh," I persuaded.

"Yes-iya ... Oh yeah, Dad. If later Keyla talk to Kevin do not be obeyed, remember yes well," said mother while stepping out of the room.

"Yes, Mom," replied the father.

Dad came back to feed me, he was also quite painstaking. I wanted to talk so I hesitated to hear my answer. So I just kept quiet and didn't ask Dad to talk even if it was just a word.

"Diem's cigarette? Wanna say what? Just talk to me." Dad told me.

"Actually talking about Kevin is like Mom said. Uh, I've agreed to Mother's words," I said with a frown.

Dad smiled again while stroking my head.

"All right, I'm just smiling. Nevermind," murmured.

"Remember Deck. You're still ...," said father not finished accidentally I cut.

"Still sick, still nothing. Yes I know, I can't help people, I can't help people" I said with a slight increase in my tone.

I deliberately turned my face to my father, I know for sure my words at this time there is nothing they follow. Again because of my physical limitations that make me difficult.

Without me noticing I was shedding tears, before dad realized I was immediately wiping away the teardrops that were soaking my cheeks.

"Dec, what is it? That's not what you mean, father" said the father softly.

"Just the same. The point is I can't do anything with my current condition. Why do I have to be rich gini, why?" I really spilled out all the resentment that was in my heart.

I snapped at Dad, I shed my tears. The door opened again, all my family in this house came into the room.

"Why, Dad?" ask mom to approach.

Jeje hugged me, while the aunt and grandmother just stood quietly looking at me. Jeje wiped away the tears dripping down my cheek.

I saw my father speechless, I saw sparkling eyes. As if he was holding something back that he was reluctant to express, maybe my father was disappointed because of my disrespectful tone.

But I'm also tired of this kind of situation. Everything in my life feels limited. I can't do anything my own way. Even I'm out to get down this bed just need some help.

"I'm sorry, Dad," I said.

I just fell silent and looked at me.

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