I was invited to sit and talk in Teacher Renu's room, which was a bit messy at the moment. But... it's still tidier than my usual waking time. The lovely person carefully arranged the blanket to make room for us to sit, dragging a chair from one side of the table and inviting me to sit. She sit facing me on the mattress.
Everything went silent because neither of us knew what to start talking about. So, to break the ice, I asked about her condition yesterday.
"How are you feeling? Is it better?"
"Yes."
"What made you faint like that?"
"Probably lack of sleep... What about you, Jom? Where were you?"
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Ba-dum...
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If they're normal people, I would have listened to their thoughts after those words to understand what they meant. But since it's her, I couldn't guess anything except the sound of her heartbeat. Why is this woman an exception, leaving me unable to hear anything?
"Did Ong tell you anything?"
"He didn’t say anything."
Teacher Renu looked at me curiously.
"Have you seen him for a long time?"
"We met in person today. We were already chatting online before this."
"He didn’t say anything… not a single word."
The beautiful person clenches her fists tightly, her heartbeat pounding as if she's very angry at being keep in the dark. I quickly wave my hands to explain.
"Don’t be mad at him. In fact, Lay asked him to keep this a secret."
"Lay?"
"Uh… "
I rolled my eyes and give a dry smile.
"Yes, Lay."
"Who’s Lay?"
"Lay is my name."
"Why use another name if you already have one?"
"It may sound strange."
I try to use a reasonable tone because I know it's very difficult to understand. Even if an expert explained it, many wouldn’t believe it.
"I can’t remember anything from the past."
“...”
"In terms of a cartoon or drama, it’s amnesia."
"What the hell are you playing at?"
There it is.
As soon as I heard that, I scratch my head because I don't know what excuse to make it sound believable.
"Let’s just say I’m going to tell you everything. While I’m telling the story, please don’t interrupt. After I am done, if there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask me."
I begin to tell her about living on a remote farm far from Bangkok, waking up with no memory, knowing only that I had been in a car accident. I was told that I was a girl left on the farm by my parents. My only duty was to take care of the horses while I tried to figure out who I was and where I came from. As time went on, I became close to Intuorn, the daughter of the farm owner. She posted photos on Facebook, and Ong’s friend happened to see them, which led us to start talking.
I summarized briefly, and Teacher Renu still looks daze and shake her head.
"Jom, you don’t remember me?"
