Antara Darah dan Hati: Dream Reality English Translation

Chapter 21 Part 7 "Nooit meer terug"

*play the song above for the theme of this part.

POV Sofia

I thought I could live in peace in the end but then again, someone close to me is harmed for serving and protecting me. I wouldn't mind if I died too when we were attacked by the SSE in that tunnel but why does God still want me to live? Without mr. Wisnu I don't know who else will comfort me when I'm sad, and I don't know who else I can ask for life advice other than him.

Mr. Wisnu, there are so many memories that I had with him. In the past, when I first set foot here and trying to adjust myself when I went to school here to study in junior high school, I often got cynical looks from the students at my school. Sometimes, they also mocked and insulted me, saying that I am selfish and arrogant. They also said that I was spoiled and a potential bully. All their insults often made me cry and sad but it was mr. Wisnu who taught me how to get along with my friends.

When I was insulted and reviled, mr. Wisnu gave me the example from Prophet Muhammad's life. He said that even though his Prophet was ridiculed by the person who spat on him, he still smiled at that person even when the person was sick, he visited that person. Mr. Wisnu also said that Prophet Muhammad visited his servant who was a Jew when he fell ill. The act of kindness that Prophet Muhammad had done impressed the servant's father to the point that the Jewish servant's father allowed him to become a Muslim.

Mr. Wisnu told me to try to did the same to them like sharing the food that I brought to school or gave visit to their house when one of them was sick. After I tried what mr. Wisnu suggested to me, I finally got some new friends from those who didn't like me before.

Mr. Wisnu also taught me on how to cook, on how to wash the dishes and taught me on how to wash, dry and iron my clothes. He also showed me various locations in this city so that I could memorize the ins and outs of the place where I live.

I also remember the days when Laras, mr. Wisnu's daughter was still alive. Even though she had cancer and had to stay in the hospital, every time mr. Wisnu and I visited her, she always smiled and greeted us with a zest for life that I haven't even had until this very moment.

Laras always asked me about my activities with mr. Wisnu and my activities at school with my friends. Although sometimes I felt that my activities were boring Laras still wanted to hear it. She even said that she was jealous of me who could always spent time with her father instead of her.

She also told me that she wanted to go back attending school and spending time with friends that she could have at school because she was lonely. She often told me that she really wanted to be able to spent time with me and mr. Wisnu even if only for a day but, until the end of her life she was never able to do that.

Laras and I once asked what our dreams were. She told me that she wished she could be a princess like me. She wanted to be a princess who is loved by society and protected by many. I told her that being a princess is not something I like because there are too many rules that bind me and when Laras asked me about my dream, I replied that I wanted to become a medical doctor, so that I could help her and people like her recover from their illness.

I told her that I considered her as my own little sister and I didn't want to lose her. I said if I were a doctor, I would do anything to make Laras get better then she asked me to promise to her that I'll fight to be what I wanted. The feeling of her little finger folded on mine when we made pinky promise is still very clear in my memory until this very moment.

When Laras was gone, mr. Wisu often locked himself in his room and only came out when I asked him to took me somewhere until, when I saw he fainted, I immediately called doctor Dinda to come and help me to took him to the hospital.