
Lara
"You... It's not going to go that fast, is it?" I was afraid to hear Bima's answer. Don't let what I'm afraid will happen.
Bima nodded sadly. "Yes." Yeah."
I laughed hearing that. "You must be lying, right? Not funny, Bim!"
Bima looked at me. His look of sadness convinced me that he wasn't lying. "I'm sick, Ra. My liv... It won't be long."
The smile on my face disappeared. "Don't be kidding, Bim! I don't like you kayaking that!" I tried to deny all the facts I heard. It must be all pranks. All lies!
"I'm not kidding, Ra. My life is not long, so I want to spend it as long as possible with you!"
I know Bima didn't lie. I know He's telling the truth. But I'm still not ready to accept it. If there is no Bima, what about my life?
"Bim! Please. "tears began to trickle down my face. "If you go, what about me?"
"Sorry, Ra. Sorry I was selfish. I borrowed you for a while from Ditya. After I leave, come back with Ditya who loves you. I could see the regret on his face. I can see how much he loves you."
I grinned bitterly while wiping away my tears that kept dripping nonstop.
"Can't you have a kidney transplant, Bim? Keep trying for your recovery!" seriously ask. Anything for the survival of Bima.
I remembered the reason Bima often permission to send her Mama. The reason I thought Bima did was because she loved her Mama so much but she didn't. He had to wash his blood to prolong his life.
Bima who had been living moving around finally returned to Jakarta. The reason for wanting to meet me and spend the rest of his life with me.
"I can't marry you for fear that you'll be widowed at a young age. I wish you to marry Ditya and bury my dreams with you for the rest of my life. But fate says otherwise, I still have a chance with you. I still have a chance to enjoy the Netherlands with you. Sorry for my selfishness, Ra." Bima's story earlier.
"We're trying different treatments, Bim. I'm the one who charges! We're looking for a kidney donor that's right for you!" I said not discouraged.
Bima smiled small. "If it could be done, Papa and Mama I would have worked on it a long time ago, Ra. I can live until now already very grateful. I've lived with one kidney for a long time. Kidney donation has been unacceptable to my body. It was always rejected, until my other kidney started to deteriorate. Blood washing did prolong my life, but until when?"
"As long as possible, Bim. We travel the world and try to heal you, Bim!" I kept convincing Bima.
"I don't want to, Ra. I'd better spend my life capturing your videos in my memories. I love it when you're in front of the camera. I love it when you're so passionate about creating content. That's happiness for me. May Ra I spend my life with such fun?'
Oh, my God, Bim...
You're a good man. I learned a lot of good from you, Bim. Why would you want to spend your life with someone like me?
I feel ashamed...
I wasted my life and ended it for worthless men like Arya. While you struggle to survive with just one kidney.
I'm ashamed, Bim...
I became a very ungrateful person.
If I had met you first, Bim. My life would be happier. My life will be more grateful.
"Let's create content. Let's spend your days with fond memories, Bim. I want from now on you to just see and feel happy things. I want you to go away with the happiness I couldn't give you. I'll make up for everything from now on!" I said with a smile but still my tears kept crying.
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I started my new life in Holland. Starting a new identity after previously saying goodbye to Lara Handaka's content.
I gave my new account name to Bima. It is up to him to name what. The name Enjoy My Life With U. New content with concepts we both agree on. Totally different from previous content.
In this new content, I deliberately wear a mask and Bima will later edit my voice. All aimed for Ditya not to find my whereabouts all this time.
Content material remains the same. Teach sharing but we also display recommendations for places to walk in the Netherlands.
We lived in a comfortable house owned by his grandfather Bima. Mama Bima is of Dutch and Indonesian descent. Bima took more of the original Indonesian Papa gene. Only his height resembled his grandfather.
Mama and Papa Bima came a few days later. Mama Bima initially disagreed her son went away from Jakarta. He wanted them to stay in Jakarta and Bima could spend her last days with me.
But it turns out Bima had a dream to spend her life with me in the Netherlands. My mom and dad couldn't refuse.
Mama Bima can accompany him at any time, but Papa Bima only occasionally comes if the work is finished. Mama Bima looks after her child and reminds Bima to take her medicine.
I did the same thing. Make sure Bima is not tired and eat nutritious food.
"I'm gonna shoot flowers first and then you say yes, Ra!" bima Command.
"Ready Mr Boss!"
I followed Bima's direction and started talking on camera.
"Good morning dear friend. I'm Miss Jaljal aka Streets will invite you to enjoy a beautiful flower garden in the Netherlands. This time we are in the Keukenhof Flower Park. The park is touted as the most beautiful park in the world has the largest tulip fields in the Netherlands. Let's see how beautiful the flowers are here."
Bima then started taking pictures as I pointed at the beautiful tulips. I smile even though my heart is sad. Seeing Bima who smiled happily even though she only saw me acting in front of the camera.
I'll make you happy, Bim. I-i promise. If this can make you happy for the rest of my life, I will do it with all my might.
"okay! Cut!" shouted Bima.
I went up to him and helped bring him the camera. "Aren't you okay? Not tired?" ask me to worry.
"I'm doing fine. Just hungry!" bima said while smiling.
"Me too! Let's eat!" I said excitedly. I hid the sadness on my face just to make Bima look happier again.
Just stepping a few steps from the park, I felt a very dizzy feeling. I crouched down to reduce the dizziness I felt.
"What's wrong with you, Ra? You sick?" bima asked worriedly. "We went to the doctor!"
"Yes, Bim." I obeyed his orders. Not because He wanted to leave, but because I didn't want to let Him bother with my situation.
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