Marriage Proposal : My Traumatic Love

 (Kayshila)            I opened my eyes slowly. My ears caught the melodious strains of Eric Nam's voice. It was there that I began to realize that I was still alive. The Korean song sings beautifully in my ears. I know who was beside me at that time. Catherine. A young woman of Australian nationality and is pregnant. She is crazy about K-Pop and Korean dramas. Two months ago, I accompanied her to a BTS concert when she was seven months pregnant. Catherine married my big bro, Rangga. He's a busy banker. Cath chose to live in Indonesia with me even though we were in different apartment towers.          I sighed and tried to sit up. But unfortunately, my head and stomach hurt so bad. I took off my shirt, and there was a thick bandage covering part of my stomach. Painful and sore. Then, my eyes fell on my

 (Kayshila)            Again. I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the ceiling in a not-so-big room. The room is not too bright. Only one light is on. Dimly impressed. I rubbed my eyes, is it my eyes or is it the lighting of the room like this? Maybe because I was tired or too shocked to face the reality that happened, a few minutes ago. Uh? Wait? What happened to me?!          I rose from my lie on the sofa which is not too soft. Look here and there.          "Are you awake?" asked the man next to me. He sat right next to my head. He is Laksana Davendra Ishan. I was beyond shocked. I automatically looked back at him, but my breath hitched, my stomach hurt. Yes. This is what happens when I move too much and twist my stitches. I held my stomach. &nb

(Kayshila)            I pressed the button on my apartment door limply. I'm running out of energy. I couldn't sleep well for two days because Cath and Rangga were panicking about taking care of the newborn baby. So, I was too busy helping them. It was as if I had given birth to the baby. One thing I felt when their child was born was that I was deeply moved. Have fun and be happy.          I threw a big bag of Rangga and Cath's dirty clothes just like that in my living room. Their clothes are deliberately washed at my house, so they don't mix with the baby's clothes. It's already the second week, and I'm still busy taking care of their child, baby Aurora. My apartment is a bit smaller than Rangga's big apartment. My apartment has two bedrooms, while Rangga's apartment has two large bedrooms and one small bedroom. My apartment type i

(Kayshila)            I staggered into the office building. Even though it's been fifteen minutes, I sat quietly in the car because soon a big meeting was about to start. My client is Laksana Davendra Ishan. Usually, Mrs. Sarah only attends the first and last meetings because I handle the arrangements and subsequent work. My heart skipped a beat when my phone screen rang.        ishan        That's just the name. I typed hastily without capital letters.         "Hello." greets me.          "Where are you? I haven't seen you in the meeting room yet." he asked in a whisper.          "I'll be up in a minute."         

(Kayshila)            2:15 am in morning,          I was somewhere, a vast place like a dance hall. The music that sings slowly, rhythmically can be heard clearly in my ears. I was standing in the middle of the hall. No people at all. Even the hall lights suddenly went out. Dark. I looked at myself. I'm wearing a dress that looks puffy. Complete with lace gloves. I saw Edric at the end of the hall, staring at me without reacting. My chest is tight. My eyes started to darken. I woke up gasping for air. Immediately stood up and ran to the kitchen. Take the water that is in the dispenser.          I just kept taking deep breaths over and over so that my chest that feels tight doesn't recur. Why? What is wrong with me? Today I experienced it twice. After that, I could