Dissapear

"No... Mother...!" I shouted.
"Anka, I... I know that... you've been suffering all this time. But please stop hating Dad. He's the one who raised us all this time even though we're not his biological children."
"No... I still hate him, I hate Dad... I hate everyone...!"
"If you hate Dad then you hate me too!"
"I...I...I...!" I said haltingly.
"Anka, stop. You have to be strong, keep fighting even without me."
"Bryan, I love you. Really?"
"I know Anka, because I love you too. From now on, promise me that you won't waste your tears again! Promise me!"
"I... I... I can't, I still feel like crying."
"Be... promise me please, so... don't cry anymore!"
"I don't want... I don't want...!" I shouted.
"I... Mother... That mother... wait for me...!" Bryan said. I was stunned to see that he was starting to become unconscious, like he was delirious.
"Bryan, are you okay?" I'm getting anxious.
"Mom... I... I miss Mom... wait for me Mom, I... I'm lonely...!" he said shakily. I was amazed, tears flowed as he let go of the heavy burden he had been carrying all this time.
"Bryan...!" I couldn't say any more, I tried to wipe away the tears that were flowing freely in his eyes.
"I...mom...I can't stand it anymore...I...I'm tired...I can't, I...I'm so tired!"
"Bryan, please hold on, please...!"
"I...I...Mother...!" he said weakly, no more words came out of his mouth. Bryan seemed to fall asleep as the last tears fell from his eyes.
I was silent for a moment, I really couldn't believe what was happening. Bryan leaves, yeah that's definitely a lie. That's impossible, all of this is just a dream. All this is just a dream. Soon I'll wake up.
"Bryan...Bryan...!" I shouted hysterically. The doctor and several nurses came to try to check.
"Bryan... don't leave me... don't go... Bryan...!" I shouted while crying uncontrollably.
"Okay, calm down Miss. We ask you to calm down!" said a doctor trying to calm me down.
"No... let me go, let go...!"
"Sister, please take him to his room!"
"Okay doctor, come on, Miss, come with me?"
"No... let me go, let me here let me...!" I screamed, struggling.
They didn't lose their way, they took me forcibly out of this room. I looked back, Bryan's face was covered with a white cloth.

***

I never thought you'd be gone so soon....

"How is this Doctor Richard, the girl doesn't want to come out of the morgue. Even though it's been three days!"
"Yes, doctor, the temperature in the room is over 0 degrees. He could suffer from hypothermia if left untreated."
"Have you tried finding his identity?"
"Yes, I found identification marks on the boy and girl's clothes. They have the same last name. Maybe they are siblings."
"Then there is no other way we can do it other than removing it by force. Sister Renata, please prepare the equipment," said Doctor Richard.
"Okay doctor!"
I don't know what they will do to me. Because I don't care either. I feel like I have no meaning in living anymore.
"Bryan... please wake up, please...! Why do you keep sleeping? Come on, open your eyes. Please wake up... don't leave me...!" I said softly, it really hurts to see you who usually smile, angry, laugh and sad, now there is no expression on your face other than silence.
"It's really cold here, isn't it... You're so pale! But don't worry, I'll warm you up," I said while hugging him tightly.
"Now you feel a... a little warm, right? Yes, right? Bryan... please wake up... don't leave me...!" My tears increased again.
"Anka...!" said someone who was standing in front of me. But that person was not alone, there were several people with him carrying frightening objects.
"Wh... who?"
"Anka, don't you understand? He's dead."
"Liars... you guys are lying...!" I shouted hysterically.
"Sister, now is the time!"
"Okay doctor!"
They surrounded me and tried to drug me. I struggled like a wild animal that had been shot because it had attacked a human. I lost to them, a moment later I felt my body paralyzed and numb. My consciousness slowly started to disappear.
A few moments later my consciousness began to recover, I tried to open my eyes even though my head felt very heavy and painful, but I tried. This all really feels like a dream to me.
"Are you aware, Miss Anka?" asked a beautiful woman dressed in white like a nurse.
"Ah...w...what happened?"
"You were awake for almost 24 hours because of the anesthesia."
"Oh... so it wasn't a dream, huh?" I said while trying to get out of bed.
"Sorry Miss, you'd better rest first. The effects of the anesthetic haven't completely worn off."
"N... no, let me go. I have to meet Bryan, he must be waiting for me. I can't let him wait any longer."
"Sorry Miss, but your brother is now nothing more than a frozen corpse. He won't wait for you anymore."
"Liar... you don't know anything!"
"I know, but that's the reality. I know you've realized it, it's just that you haven't been able to accept that he's gone."
"How could I possibly, I have spent almost my whole life with him. He has become a part of me. He is my breath. He is everything, how is it possible that now I can accept all this. This must be a lie... all this is just a dream... soon I will I'll wake up, right? I'll wake up soon!" I shouted through tears.
"I know Miss, but gradually you will be able to accept this situation!"
"Shut up...! You don't know anything, don't go around patronizing me!"
"I don't mean to patronize you. I'm just trying to understand because you're a patient at this hospital...."
"Then go away, I don't need to be understood or pitied by anyone! I want to be alone, leave me alone...!" I shouted.
"Sorry, I can't. Because I was told to look after you!"
"I don't need it, leave me alone...!"
"I know you've been suffering all this time, that's what I'm here for. As much as possible, I want to be a place for you to complain and let out all the suffering you've been holding in."
"No, I don't need it!" I said while looking out the window, ignoring him.
"Sometimes people forget who they are. Life cannot be separated from the help of other people. From the moment we are born until we die, there must be a role for the people around us."
I was silent for a moment hearing his words, his soft voice reminded me of the softness of my mother's voice which I hadn't heard for a long time. For a long time I missed his figure who never appeared in my life again.
"Mother ...!" I said slowly. My eyes, which were still looking at the window, were now starting to tear up.
"Mother? You miss Mother, don't you?"
"Yes!" I answered briefly.
"Why not just call him?"
"How could I call someone who no longer exists in this world!"
"Oh... I'm sorry."
"It's okay, my mother is dead. It's been a long time since I was 8 years old. She left without rhyme or reason, until now I don't understand why she left!"
"Of course because God really missed him, that's why God called him."
"God didn't call my mother, it was my mother who came before God called her."
"Wh... why is that?"
"My mother committed suicide!"
"Oh... no, sorry I was presumptuous for asking," he said feeling guilty.
"And now Mother called my brother, why wasn't I invited...?"
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