Am I Different?
(S2) ~ Myself 2

I want to shout to the doctor who is inside this room, I want them to quickly close my body.

"Please call his parents to accompany us to install this tool, now!" The doctor ordered one of his nurses.

The nurse quickly obeyed the doctor's orders. After that I turned to the door, I saw my parents looking at my body lying on the bed.

I'm not wearing clothes, on my body a lot of wires are attached, I don't know what it's for, I don't know.

"Mr, please help us. We will install a hose for the urination canal and a hose to enter the nutritional intake of milk from inside the body" said the doctor.

"Okay" replied Dad.

At first I was still wearing pants, at this time my only body cover was removed. I'm really not wearing anything right now.

If I can move, I want to take a blanket to cover my aura. I cried seeing it, I was ashamed and I was afraid of sin because someone saw my aura completely.

Right now they're installing a hose for my urination line, then they're picking up another hose. At first they measured my body, which was from the navel to the top of my head.

"I put this hose, this is its use to help eat the children of the Father and Mother. But the temporary nutritional intake is only a liquid that is milk only," said the doctor told.

Father and mother nodded according to him, I know they want the best for me right now. After that measurement, the hose the doctor was holding was inserted into my nose.

The hose was inserted as if stuck there. At the beginning of the installation, my body gave a cough-cough response. It was also slowly the doctor pulled the hose back.

"Why, Doc?" ask the mother who looks panicked.

"If the patient responds in the form of a cough, it means that this tube hits his lungs" said the doctor.

The doctor put that long tube back in my nose again. But this time it seemed smooth, the hose was inserted into the nose until it looked a little. After that, the hose is fastened using plaster so that it does not come off.

My body looks like a robot, using hoses and wires everywhere and then they no longer wear clothes to my body, but they just cover it with a blanket. Then doctors and nurses make sure the heart detector really works. When all was in good taste the doctor said goodbye to my mother and father.

"The son of the Father and Mother is currently in a coma, so we wear equipment to support his care. Sorry, if waiting in the ICU room is only allowed one person, please be aware one can come out," explained the doctor.

Mom and Dad can only look at each other.

"There will be one of the nurses who stay in this room to accompany, later it may be alternately to take care of him," explained the doctor again.

Father and mother seemed to think of something before making a decision.

"Father first, I called my family first," said the mother in a hoarse voice.

Dad just nodded, there is currently only a father and one nurse in this room. My mother came out with the doctor.

"Darling, the strong yes. I'm sure you're a great kid" said Dad.

Right now I can only cry, sad very sad that I feel.

"Keyla, look into your eyes" Esther said.

I saw from my eyes the tears flowing in my body.

"I'm crying? Dad, look at my body. I can listen to Dad right now" I shouted.

After that I fell silent, I forgot that my father no longer heard me.

"Esteh, I hope you see it" I said to Esther.

The father who had originally lowered his head while holding my hand, was currently looking towards my face and stroking my head.

"Dedek, listen to Dad? You're strong, son," said the father with a slight smile on his face.

My father seemed to look tough at the moment, when he saw me giving a crying response. After that, he got out of his seat and approached the nurse.

Dad was limping.

"Sus, leave my son first. I want to pray for a moment" said the father.

"Okay, sir," the nurse replied.

Dad walked to the door, then he came out and smiled at Mom.

"Why, Dad?" ask mother.

"Mom, I saw Keyla respond by shedding tears. Maybe he can hear us when we talk" he told me.

"Subhanallah, may be given healing for Dedek," said the mother.

"Mom wait for Dedek, yeah. I want to pray first," said the father.

"Yes, Dad," replied the mother as she set foot toward the door of the ICU.

I am confused where to go right now. Then I decided to follow Dad to this hospital mosque. I waited for my father who was ablution, when I finished I could only see him worship.

I also want to carry out my duties, but what power I am currently unable to. Father finished his prayer, after which he did not forget to pray for my recovery and give me long life.

He was only deep in his heart, but right now I can hear his words.

"O Allah, you are the merciful, the healing and the life-giving. I beg you to give all that to your son" said the father.

I can only pass by the creator at this time, may I be given a chance to live a second time. I don't want much, I just want to see my parents smile because of me.

I don't want my loved ones to cry because of me.

"Keyla," call Esther.

I just looked around, I looked my eyes at Esther.

"I don't want you to be sad, I consider you my own sister. Although we have been different from the world before, I do not want you to be the same as me now" said Esther, bowing her head.

"Esteh, I'm sorry for what I've been saying all along. I now know what you were feeling first" I said.

Esther just nodded her mark confirming my words. She threw her sweet smile at me. Not feeling my father moved from his place, he walked back to my room in the care.

"We're going with your mom, yeah," Esther said.

I just nodded, Esther quickly asked me to go and I was already in the ICU. I again saw my body lying weak, in this room there was only the sound of my heart beating on the detector.

In this room not only am I in the care, but there are two others. We're just separated by a curtain partition from each other.

But in this room that seemed to droop weakly was only me, even I lost my consciousness.

Two of them are old grandmothers who are waiting for their children and one toddler child either I do not know his age.

The boy was conscious, but drooped weakly helpless. The young mother who saw her child may have shed her tears without realizing it.

Seriate....