OPEN HIS INNER EYES
08. Comas

My head was so sore and so heavy, I wriggled and opened my eyes slowly by slowly, and tried to gather my consciousness, which was slowly recovering, he said,

I glanced in all directions, all white domination, I rubbed my eyes, trying to think where am I right now ? I said an infusion needle was attached to the back of my right hand and an oxygen bag was in my nose, which is where I am at the moment.

not long after a woman came running crying to me, she was a woman I loved so much, my mother, she came to see me.

"God, my son is finally conscious." he said with gratitude as he stared at me.

"honey, how are you feeling ?"mother asked, I was staring confusedly at her.

"honey, you heard me, didn't you ?"asked my mother again, I nodded, because my hearing is still functioning at this time.

"thank God, son what really happened to you, why you could commit suicide like that, do you know, suicide is a big sin, son, your spirit will not be received with God.

if you have a problem, why don't you just tell mom why you ended your life like that...?" said my mother,

I just stared at her who was sitting on the chair next to my bed, her tears flowing in her eyes, I saw my mother's eyes were very swollen, did you cry for me all this time.

"what do you mean mother ? suicide, when I kill myself, mother ngaco aja,". said my mind confused.

"thankfully, your friend saved you, otherwise I don't know what will happen to you after that, son.." said my mother sobbing.

"why do I.?". asked my mind again, why do I feel like a person who has lost half of my memory, I don't remember anything, all I know is that my friends and I just went to college following college orientation.

"don't you remember anything, son, you were screaming in college, until you threw yourself into the river behind campus and it left you in a coma for two weeks" she explained, I widened both my eyes.

"what ? I was in a coma for two weeks? what is this dream, what coma, ?.." My mind does not believe my mother's words.

"mom doesn't like it, you do it again son, you don't feel sorry for mom and dad, you choose to end your life, instead, just because of a breakup rather than thinking about the feelings of mother and father first." added my mother again, I was more confused, break up what her, why mother so nervous like this.

"if you still do that, mending you don't need to go to college anymore, son, you follow mom and dad just go back to the village, mom and dad can take care of you in the village, instead of here you even make the same father's mother worry like this, Istighfar son, what you do is a big sin.."sorry my mother, my mother,

"why are you silent, son, or perhaps you are mute, because most drink river water..."

my mother walked to the red button in my room, I don't know what she's doing I'm just watching her, not long after a nurse entered my room with a variety of medical devices, which I do not know any name.

"Alhamdulillah finally Rara's deck is conscious as well." she checked my body and removed the oxygen plastic bag on my nose.

"why can't my son talk doc, is he mute because he drinks mostly river water...?" ask my mother, please,

I just shook my head to see the behavior of the mother, it's the nurse buk, not the doctor, can't you distinguish.

"no, he's not mute buk, where there are people drinking river water can be mute, mute,

he must still be in shock, then he was silent, then slowly I would invite his child to talk, later also he would answer.." explained the nurse, the nurse,

" mother is strange, then she studied biology at school so she could know, if drinking river water has nothing to do with silence.

but why am I just silent ? you're gonna look like a fungus, aaah...".

I pat my eel, I'm just as much an idiot as my mom.

"son, your head hurts too yeah ?" ask mom for a moment, I glared at mom, what do you mean.

"doctor, my son's head hurts, he looks banged on the rocks so it's like this." continued the mother, the nurse also checked me again, I think I want to laugh hard, he said, mom why is it this way, like a comedian.

"no, there's nothing buk, maybe his head is just heavy because he was just lying in bed for two weeks." continued the nurse, continued, until I started to believe that I was in a coma for that long.

"ouh that's a doctor, his head was also hit, because he used the claps of the head all the hell, HM yes thanks doctor..." said my mother welcomed the woman's hand and was countered by the nurse.

"yes, both are buk..."