Chapter 28 (Old Memories)

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I slowly opened my eyes and frown when I feel like I was in an unfamiliar place. I anxiously looking around me and feel a little bit relief when I know that I was in a hospital. I look to my right and saw someone sleeping besides me. I tilt my head to see who the person is and to my surprise, it was Oat.

"Oat" I called his name slowly.

He didn't respond to my call and I try again but this time I pull his hair a little bit.

"Oat.. Oat wake up" He move a little bit before he open his eyes widely.

"Oh you are awake? How are you? Did you feel pain on your head? Want me to call the doctor?" He asked me concern.

I stare at his face and feel touched by his action. I think being sick makes me more sensitive to the attention that I received.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you supposed to be at Bangkok? Your schedule is tight this month right?" I ask him.

"Shuhh, don't talk too much and rest." He pull the blanket to cover me up.

But not long after that, I toss it away. The air conditioner is not too strong to make me feels hot.

"I'm not sleepy, I'm okay. Where is everyone?" I ask him as I try to sit on my bed.

Oat help me by adjusting the bed. Oh gosh, why did he treat me so kindly.

"Lara and Sammy already going back and they said that they will come here tomorrow. Syahmi is here before this but I don't know where he is going now. Your mom and your brothers were here before you woke up. Your mom was really worried about you but I ask her to refresh herself by going home and take a shower, you were unconscious for two days and she kept you company every day. At first she doesn't want to leave you but I promise to her that I would call her if anything happens and I forgot about that. Wait, let me call your mom" Oat take out his phone and dial my mom's number.

"Wow, now you have my mom's number" Oat ignore me and talk to my mom.

"Heyy mom, I'm okayy. Can you cook my favorite food? I miss your cooking " I take the opportunity to talk with my mom.

Oat glare at me and tell me to sit still without causing any nuisance. I pouted then I took the apple from the table.

Before I could bite the apple, Oat slap my hand using a book and cause me to yelp.

"Heyyy! I want to eat it. Why did you slap my hand?" I frowned.

"I didn't wash the apple yet. Wait for a while, I will go and wash it" Then he disappeared to the toilet.

After he wash the apple, he cut it into small pieces and put it into the plate.

"My teeth is still strong, just saying. Maybe you forgot that they hit my head not my teeth. " I said to him.

Oat ignore me.

"I can still eat it without having you to cut it into small pieces like this" I continued but I still didn't get the respond from him. I want to talk more but the doctor come in and check my condition.

"Is my brain still okay Doc? Do I have any amnesia or something? Do I need to pretend that I didn't know anybody here? My skull is not crack right?" I ask a lot of question to the Doctor. The Doctor laugh softly.

"Seeing you asking a lot of question like that. I might say that you are in a very good condition but we might need to do a scanning session just for a precaution if there is any internal damage" He explained to me.

"Urmm Dr, may I ask if you have any medicine that can make people talk?" I ask him with my serious face.

Then I take a glance at Oat and I receive a glare from him. I chuckle at his action.

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