Just a Servant
The story of Mr. Bagas

I stepped back into the corner room, which was near the fish pond. Mr. Bagas' room of course.

My new master's room is almost outside the main building of this house. It could be called a pavilion, but it was not separated directly. Only the terrace is already in the outdoor area of the main building.

As soon as I passed the exit of the main building, I saw the person I was referring to was sitting in his wheelchair by the pool. In his hand was a small basin of fish food, perhaps he had just fed the water creature, but I noticed that his eyes looked distant. I don't know what's in his view now.

Ahem.

I tried to attract her attention without surprising her.

"Master... " Call me carefully. Still, Mr. Bagas seemed a little jolted at my voice. He moved his head slightly upwards.

"What's wrong?" Ask without looking. His voice sounded a little angry. I was so scared to hear it.

"Sorry sir, I ordered the madam to face the lord... " Answer. I saw him moving his wheelchair around facing me. For a moment he looked at me fixedly, receiving that look I immediately lowered my head.

"What's your name?"

"Nurain... "

"Alright Nurul... Come on in, I'll show you the routine tasks you have to do every day... " The orders of Mr. Bagas. I'm nodding.

"Sorry sir, may I... " My words hang down while pointing towards his wheelchair. I mean, I asked permission to push that chair in. He nodded, I then approached and grabbed the handle of the chair. I pushed my master into his room.

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Mr. Bagas tells me the details of the tasks I have to do every day. Starting from preparing toiletries, then his clothes, breakfast, and work equipment. Uh, apparently, Mr. Bagas even though he said he was sick, but he still worked (actually what is he sick anyway?). If you are so I dare not you ask that to Mr Bagas directly? If I...no!

How dare I ask "Sir what are you really sick?" People just look at his face, I just dare to steal. If it happened that our views met, I would immediately duck with a heart that pounded fast like a person who just ran a marathon... ️ But that doesn't mean I didn't find out. Of course I will ask and find out about this master of mine. To whom else can I freely ask if not.... Rara's... 😆

In the evening, after Rara came home from college, and after I finished all my duties, I went to her room. As usual, we talked about it here and there with no end to the base. Until then I told you that I already have a regular job to take care of Mr. Bagas.

"Ra... Mr. Bagas is a fierce person not at all?" I started a data collection mission.

"I don't know, Nur. I knew Mr. Bagas when I was a kid. As I recall, ever since I entered school, Mr. Bagas has not lived in this house anymore. He only comes here occasionally. But he seems to be good." Answer Rara.

"So, what is he sick of? do I have to use a wheelchair?"

"Well, if it was, according to grandma's story, more than a year ago, she was in an accident. Based on the doctor's examination, he was actually physically healthy. It's just that there's a pinched nerve, so he's lost control of his leg." Answer Rara.

"Pity... What pain is incurable?" I asked full of pity. Yeah, pity right. People who are used to actively doing various things, suddenly have to be tied to a wheelchair.

"Could possibly... " Answer Rara.

"Then, why not try it?" Cut me curious. "If what I see in the movies .. rich people, if they want to recover, their families take their patients abroad, to Singapore... " Continue me while remembering the scenes in the movie that I often watch with Rara.

Don't want to heal? wh why? Everywhere the sick want to heal. This is why even do not want to heal, continue to want to continue to hurt? What's the good thing about getting sick?

"Why?" Finally the question came out of my mouth.

"Once, it seems that Mr. Bagas does not even want to live as well as it feels... " Rara answered with pity mixed with annoyance.

"Why?" I asked again. This time I was really curious about it. Is there anyone who doesn't want to live? Rara sighed.

"This is the story..." Said Rara while confirming her sitting position as comfortable as possible. He sat cross-legged on the bed, his hand reaching for a pillow he had placed on his lap.

"...According to the story that I know, Mr. Bagas used to have a lover, they have been dating for a long time and even got engaged.

I don't know what happened to their relationship, I know I heard they broke up. Then, word got out that Mr. Bagas' fiancee said he cheated with Mr. Bagas' own friend... " Said Rara while returning a long sigh, subconsciously I followed along with a long sigh.

"Then...?" I asked while looking at Rara's face.

Rara who was originally telling a story while playing with the pillow on her lap suddenly looked at me.

"Casualties...?" He asked while grinning. Helehh! Make a really seneven. I know I'm curious, I'm still asking. I who had originally started to get swept away with Rara's story so ambyar it feels.

"Mara...!" I'm upset. Eh, she laughed at me looking upset from curiosity. I finally just let him laugh. After I push him to the story, he'll even be more attached to me.

"Udah ah, I'm going to sleep... " I said when he didn't stop laughing. I got up from my seat in his study chair,

"Eh, don't sulk really... " Said hurriedly while grabbing my hand as I had already started to step up to leave.

"I don't think I'm craving... Just in vain I'm here to laugh at you who are not very melodious... " I answered origin. Uh, he laughed even louder at my answer. I was about to take another step but Rara did not let go of the check in my hand.

"Yes, yes. I told you..." Rara said then while pulling me to sit on the bed beside her.

While half frowning (still pretending to be upset) 🤭 I sat on the sideways mattress facing Rara. I didn't say anything, but I put on a facial expression that showed that I was ready to leave when Rara kept laughing. Rara covered her mouth with one hand, then she took a breath trying to ease her laughter.

"Curl.. gini... The real story I do not understand.I once asked my grandmother about this, but grandmother said, just know what you need to know, the rest ignore or pretend not to know...

All I know is, before the accident, Mr. Bagas wanted to catch up with his fiancee who he said wanted to go abroad with his affair. Mr. Bagas scrambled to catch a flight that would bring his fiancee. The weather is ugly. The rain was very heavy making visibility very limited. Damn it, instead of getting to the airport, Mr. Bagas even got to the emergency department because his car hit a roadblock.

Mr. Bagas was seriously injured, he was in a coma for a few weeks. Fortunately after going through intensive treatment, he was declared cured, only, for his legs, he had to do some physiotherapy.

Too bad, after knowing he couldn't catch up to his fiancee, Mr. Bagas was heartbroken. He even had time to torture himself not to take drugs. He also did not want to do physiotherapy. The point is, he no longer has the spirit of life.... Until a few months ago...

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