The Poison: Stories Of The Number 27
Another Julian
“Iya yes, Aa tau. Here I am going home again. Still waiting for the bus, Mom...” Say a man to his mother across the phone. The man was wearing a formal black suit complete with a tie and a nametag bearing Julian on his right chest.
“Well that's her bus dateng. Yes already ma'am, Aa close first yes, later if already deket Aa takarin again.” Said the man while looking for a seat on the bus that was quite full. Finally the man chose to sit next to a woman who seemed to be asleep. Her face was not clearly visible as it was covered by her long brunette hair.
“Be careful on the road, A. Mother close.” Final Mother then hung up the phone when the man named Julian was intending to answer.
‘Luck Mother herself.’ Inner patient.
Accidentally, the man looked at the map in the hand of the girl beside him. Map of typical output of famous universities in Bandung. Nusantara University. But hasn't the University been passed since? Since he got on this bus? With high initiative, the man also intended to wake the girl beside him to prove that his conjecture was wrong.
“Teh…. Tet.... Mbak?” The man tried hard to wake her by patting her on the shoulder. But it had been about five minutes that she had tried, the girl showed no signs of waking up.
“Mbak?” When Julian removed the hair blocking the girl's face, he panicked a little because his lips were very pale, and his body temperature was high. His panic grew when he realized that the girl was not asleep, but fainted.
“Okay, how is it? The Hospital.. Ah, the Hospital has been deket. Sir! Please stop in front of Hospital Yes!” His cry to a kenek who immediately told the driver to stop in front of the Hospital which was close.
Julian took off his black suit and then he put it on to cover the girl's legs because she was wearing a fairly short skirt.
“This sir, cost us both.” He said while giving two pieces of money with a large nominal. Then Julian carried the girl to the Hospital with a face that still looked panicked. Obviously it wouldn't be funny if the girl died in her arms.
Julian was waiting in front of the room where the girl was examined. He was chatting with his mother on the phone again.
“Sorry Mom, I don't think I'm going to visit right now, someone passed out on the bus. Female. Very cute Mom, where she has a fever..”
“Ya Allah.. May cepet recover... Yes, gapapa A, next time aja..”.
“Lusa deh Bu, Aa promise.”
“Iya. Yaudah, I'm closed. Want to cook for dinner.”
“Iya bu...”
Shortly after, the doctor who examined the girl came out of the room, making the man look at her expectantly. “Where is the doctor? Nothing serious, right..?”
“Nothing. But…. Looks like the Patient has dissociative amnesia or psychogenic amnesia.” Clearly the doctor made the man in front of him frown inexplicably. A few seconds later, he realized something.
“She's lost her memory, doctor?”
“Iya.. On dissociative amnesia, the memory is still there. But it was stored deeply in his mind and could not be remembered. But the memory can reappear by itself or after being triggered by something around it. In this case, he was able to recover with therapy. Especially family therapy.” Obviously the doctor.
“Eung... But doctor, What if he does not remember who his family is?”
“Loh, you are not his family?”
“Not... I even met him half an hour ago..”.
“Then... It looks like the healing will be very long...Well, he has no one?”
“Yes I don't know either, doctor... In that case, will he be hospitalized?”
“He can go home and get handling at home. But the thing is, no one knows where his house is?”
“How about a temporary stay in my home..?”
“Yakin? You don't fuck around.”
“No doctor, yes. My part stay same—”
“Bhiyan!” A screech cut through Julian's words. Seen, a woman ran up to him, inversely proportional to the man behind her who was walking casually.
“Who is sick?” Asked the woman after bowing respectfully to the doctor.
“Later I'm clearin. How's the doctor? Do you give me trust? I live in the same apartment as my two cousins. No one will dare to do anything if there is Silvana.” Julian's.
“Ya already, it's up to you. Then I say goodbye.” The doctor then left the three of them.
“Woy, who is sick?” Ask Silvana, again.
“Cute me.” Take Julian and enter the room where the girl was examined.
“You're conscious?” Julian asked happily when he saw the girl had regained consciousness and looked at the ceiling of the room with a look of laughter.
“Iya... Who are you? How can I be in the Hospital?” The girl looked at them suspiciously.
“Eh relaxing dong. Udah helped tuh should be grateful first..” Said Silvana.
“Gue don't ask to be helped.”
“A snob!” Silvana suddenly on fire makes his sister Rakha hold him and take him outside the room.
“Gue why? How do I not want anything.?” Tanya the girl looked towards the window, looking to hold back her tears.
Julian could only smile then scratch his nape awkwardly. “Eung... You look like stress again.. Until you have to do things like gini..” The answer is doubtful.
“Gue lost memory huh?” The girl was seen sighing, then spoke again. “Now finished. I want to be stressed because what else? There is nothing that I want. I can stress to like gini.” He continued, chuckling slowly.
“By the way. Um... Lo see my phone is not?” The girl made Julian look up.
“You brought a cell phone? You inget?” Julian asked in surprise.
“Ya... I don't even realize what I've missed…. Same family my friends yes it?” The girl looks teary.
“I'll find your phone, don't go anywhere first.” Take the man and stand up from his chair.
“Thanks, whose name?”
“Julian..” His answer turned his back on the girl. “Known, I'm Julian Bhiyantara.” The man turned to look at the face of the girl he had helped.
...***...
“Kok I've never seen her face huh Tea?” Rakha muttered, In the context, he asked Silvana.
“What the hell? Don't whisper me.” Silvana protested because her sister asked with a very small volume.
“I've never seen her face.” Reply Rakha is lazy then her gaze diverted to see her cousin who looks looking looking for something. Rakha approached her without caring for Silvana, who muttered in protest because her sister had left without her permission.
“Search what A?” Rakha's question made Julian look over for a moment.
“Task to security first, A. Who knows if someone has reported.” Rakha's suggestion led Julian to immediately enter the Hospital and ask at the reception desk.
“Excuse me sister, there is about a lost mobile phone? Eh, he means see the phone that fell not around the front page of the Hospital?” Ask Julian, or it looks like let's call him Bhiyan.
“Oh, there were two phones found this afternoon The nurse replied and then showed two phones with different circumstances.
“Which is A?” Rakha's question made Bhiyan spread his thoughts.
“Which condition has been cracked times huh? The area is rocky.” Gumam Bhiyan intends to appoint a cellphone whose glass has been cracked, but not long ago a woman of high school age approached and shrieked slowly.
“Suster, this is my hape..” He said bring a cracked phone earlier then open the lockscreen that uses the code and it turns out to be true.
“Good, then next time be careful..” Reply the sister.
“Iya, thank you sister, I said.”
Bhiyan now had only one choice left. Mobile phone that still looks very good, but the nurse said that one is dead...I mean this phone?
“This phone that died total sisters?” Tanya Bhiyan limp.
“Iya. It really got its mas?”
“Yes, right sister. If it turns out I won't return it again. Thank you in advance..” Bhiyan said then went away from the reception desk followed by Rakha. They also approached Silvana who was playing his phone.
“Mother... Aa’ busted hp person..” Gumam Bhiyan limp made Silvana look at him surprised.
“The situation is still good tuh.” Silvana chirps while glancing at the phone at a glance.
“But dead total..”.
“Bring to the service provider. Oh yeah, that chick's gonna live with us? Room is full Bhi..”
“Sama you are. I'm in the same room as Rakha.”
“Did? Don't want to be.”
“You have a better idea?”
“Ck, yes already. Just be careful if he's arrogant.”
...***...
“So he just wants the same general knowledge, while people he previously knew will not want?” Silvana asked as she stood looking at the girl in front of her.
After arguing for quite a long time, finally the girl was willing to stay with them on a note, they would help her find out who her real family was. And about the phone. Bhiyan immediately took it to the service provider. The phone managed to live, but all the data that was there was erased, or the term to reset. Bhiyan had apologized many times to bore the girl and finally accepted her invitation to stay with them as a ransom for Bhiyan's guilt.
It turned out that the girl still knew herself, she intended to find a part-time job so that her presence would not burden anyone in this spacious enough apartment.
Returning to Silvana's question just now, Bhiyan simply nodded in response. While the girl was still daydreaming, thinking about all the things about her past. But he could not, however hard he remembered, that memory was buried deep and it felt like he had just been born with a stockpile of millions of common knowledge.
“Very good memory...” Comment Silvana. As much as he was annoyed at the girl because of her arrogant and haughty temperament, still he felt sorry to see her like this.
“Who is the 3rd President of Indonesia?” Silvana asked, trying to check the girl's memory.
“Prof. Dr. Ing. B.Y.J. Habibie.” Answer the girl flat.
“Ooo... Bener..”.
“Who is this?” Tanya Bhiyan offered a 4x6 photo tucked inside the girl's mobile phone case. This question was answered with a doubtful trinket, for he was sure he had seen them but when and where?
“Emang she knows them?” Ask Rakha.
“Tau know.” Answer plain Bhiyan.
“Lah, bego.” Maki Silvana was not in the least.
About the photo, it's a childhood photo of Deandra and her two brothers. No one knows about it here. Moreover, because the one with the photo had to lose his memory.
“By the way.. We haven't really met. My name is Julian Bhiyantara. Now this is the 2nd semester lecture, Faculty of Law. And they're both my cousins. Silvana Rayden Achilleo, 2nd semester of the Faculty of Music Arts and his sister, Rakha Sadeli Nataprawira, just graduated from Medical High School. What college do you want to study Kha?”
“Medicine is also, the time to the law.” Rakha answered making Bhiyan chuckle.
“Set your name.. Inget not?” Ask Bhiyan carefully.
“Neg. But maybe the clue is in my bag.” Either embarrassed because the vocabulary is different itself, either because it is not tasty, either because it is infected. The girl also changed her vocabulary while opening her bag. There are several documents and letters with quite striking headers. The University of Nusantara.
Silvana peeked a little as the girl issued her high school diploma. “Xennora Anesta F.. Your name is pretty well.” Puji Silvana's.
“Well, any family card or birth certificate is not?” Tanya Bhiyan spirit.
But when searched, there are only original diplomas, and some invitation letters and letters of recommendation there.
“You have a list of Nusantara University?” Ask Silvana.
“Not Van... He got a letter of recommendation from his school... SAN Multi Law Academy.... Woww, you're a SAN alumni? Very cool. And he also received an invitation letter from the Faculty of Law of the University of Nusantara.” Clearly Bhiyan made Silvana and Theo speechless.
“At the name Xennora? Not likely. I can't believe..” Ratap Silvana. He still remembers How hard his cousin's struggle to get into the Faculty of Law UN. Let alone getting an invitation letter, received with a report value and diploma also feels very proud. Because of the problem, FH UN only accepts about one hundred to two hundred new students every year.
“Serius Van... In SAN you like there is a letter of recommendation gini yes? What are the conditions?” Bhiyan asked Xennora.
“I... Don't remember.” Xennora replied slowly. Ah, Bhiyan forgot…
“This means you have dong list huh? Pantesan no family card or as unwilling as his copy...”.
“Aa why smile smile?” Chirp Theo looked at Bhiyan who was smiling to himself.
“Finally there is a debate page..”.
“Idih kirain apan.”.
“Julian..” Mumbles Xennora.
“Eh yes?”
“Gak... How I feel so happy to be able to hear that name..”.