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Sterben Für Dich.. (I Die For You..)


Arrish just woke up down the big palm tree, on the long chair of Promenade des Berges, along the left bank of Seine. Tequila smells from his mouth. he stare on his watch, 6:05 Am already. he still remember he was looked that same watch 4:12 Am before he fall asleep.

he get sit and just staring around with rubbing his face and his waves hair. he just standing up to go for some coffee then a Newspaper man just offer him some of his stuff :

“Journal, Monsieur ?”

he take Le Croix, his daily Newspaper.

“A motorcycle had crased into a building because of break failure. 2 victims being evacuated to American Hospital of Paris, but only one survived”

He just open his mouth with trembling and almost falling down after stare at the picture of that Newspaper headline. He took something from his pocket and give to that man and directly run to high road with glazed eyes.

that newspaper man looked so happy, he keep smiling with handling $50 from Arrish, thats newspaper supposed only $3, and he start saying : God bless you, Monseur..

he give bless to Arrish in his whisper.

_______________________

Arrish just cant hold his tears, even he tried to hold with squeezing his arms and bite his lip. his gasp still echoing through the taxi.

“Sir, are you okay ?”

he just inhale and answer the taxi driver with “ok” shape with his fingers. the driver can’t stop staring at him from rearview mirror, he worried and confused, if he just drove a crazy man that will just run after he drop him.

Arrish excatly know that the driver probably looked him with a wierd look. But he hell care at all. His head full of scary scene about what happened to somebody he loved. Suddently her voice echoing his head : 

music background :

https://www.smule.com/p/1149944277_1278762969

he reread again that news, and he wring that paper, he recognized that girl in the headline photo, even blood covering half of her face, he still recognizes well her lips, and necklace in her neck,

directly he remembered the nite when he put that stuff. he still can remember her hair fragrance as she tide it up..

“this A, stand for……..”

“…Arrish…” , that girl dirrectly complete his words. She turn around and looked at him. With linger her hands in his neck.

….his girlfriend, his love, his life. Now. suffering in the hospital.

Alone.

He take another $50 and give to the driver and run to hospital hall.

The driver saw in the price rate monitor, stare on Arrish back as he jump and crossing inside the hospital, then take his newspaper from the backseat, he read the headline and whispering : God bless you, Sir. And God bless her too..

_____________

“excuse me where I can found Laily Marras, the victim of  motobike accident last nite ?”

“Sorry Sir, what you relations with her ?”

“She is…. She is my fiancee !!”

The frontdesk nurse like didnt believe him awhile. Then he take something from his blazer.

“look, we going to marry this week, please i need to meet her”

He shows the nurse a wedding rings, with their name inside : Arrish & Laily. and show her his phone screen, their sweet picture while kissing – set there.

He never understand his trembling hand while showing that ring box caused by nervous for lying or he just extremly worried about her.

“she’s still in surgery room”

“surgg-what ??!! what exactly happened to my fiancée ??”

“she had injured head and heart failure after 3hours rescued, we have great doctors in charge right now, and we hope the miracle of God come upon your fiancée, Sir”

he just didn’t believe on what he just heard. he even cant feel right now one nurse hold his back cause he directly paralyzed and going backward almost fall down..

“a-aam allrrig-ghhtt just please let me know where is she now ?”

“Surgery studio there in the end of this hall, turn right..”

“thankyou so much”

he walk so slow.. like his feet didn’t want to move even just one step. he remember last nite he was so depressed in waiting her like crazy in the Seine. he gonna propose her under the moonlight, he wished. till midnite come, she never been there. then he remembered he was shouting to the sky or anything above, desperately : God pleaseeee !! i never ask anything in my life. i just want her. i don’t care how. i just want her !!!! i promise i will do anything what You want. please!!! i wanna her to be mine!!! please… (he cried a river in knees. suddenly a little rain just make him mesh completely)

Surgery studio door opened

“doctor ? how- how is my fiancée?”

“Ms.Laily…. with God permitions, the transplantation doing fine.. we should do it fast because your fiancées is pregnant , we should save both the babies and mother. I think,  you know about it, Mr — ?”

“Scott Parris . my fiancée…..pregnant,, is that 3month already ?”

“yes.. correct. 12 weeks of pregnancy. are you twins Mr.Scott ? Congratulation cz you will be father of twins”

“I…I ammm…whatt…?”

“may i see her now ?”

“not yet Mr.Scott, she will move to recovery room in 15 minute”

“Mr.Scott ?”

“yes ?”

“do you know Mr.Archer ?”

“yes. he is my fiancée ex. he always try to disrespect our relationship. look, (he shows again the ring box) am just about to marry with her this weekend, and he still dare to met my fiancée in secretly”

“He is died Mr.Scott and-“

“Stop it doctor, I didn’t want to hear anything about him alright, am fully thanks to all your team for doing the best for her,,i will move her as soon as possible from this hospital”

“you can do that after her endoscopic exam. your fiancée got edema, it will give her short or long terms of memory lost.”

“what ??? what did you say??”

“your fiancée probably got amnesia”

Doctor Marthin, we need you over here..”

“alright Mr.Scott I hope she can recover very soon”

___________________

Arrish, Laily, Archer..

they never understand how God plan works. how His way should take all the dreams or give dreams to another people.

Arrish just can standing up with head full of something he didn’t understand at all. he scratch his hair :

…archer died…

…laily pregnant…

…laily will have amnesia…

shootttsss!!! what should i do right now !!!

then a bed just going out from studio, a died body, cz it covered full with white blanket. he knows thats not Laily.

and the second bed going out, Laily there. with bandages around her head.

“Laily….sweetheart….”

she still unconscious. he walk along her side, holding her left hand.

that bed turn the right to room 1305, her recovery room.

while the first bed turn the left, straight to mortuary.

and suddenly that backsound like surrounding that hospital, echoing whole the hall : 

https://www.smule.com/p/1149944277_1278762969

Paris skies full of grey clouds roll..

Raindrops just about to fall..

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