Finding You, Again
ELUIRA 1 - Wake up While Losing Something

A girl with dark blue eyes and shiny blonde hair, slowly - the land woke up and looked around her in bewilderment. His feet felt weak and helpless. With tremendous effort, he was finally able to stand up.

As if welcoming him, hundreds of doors appeared abruptly forming an endless passageway. With a shunt move, the girl tried to open one of the doors. But the door was locked. Not giving up, he tried the other door, hoping the next door would open. But his hope was not fulfilled.

With a breath that began to hunt in panic, he started pounding on those doors. The more he walked, the greater the despair, for he began to realize that none of the doors were open to him. Finally the weaklings began to sound..

"Help me.."

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"Lui... Luis.. "

Someone called out and shook my shoulder gently. "Hmmm .." I sighed lazily, but still tried to open my eyes.

"Oh My God's.. Oh My's.. You realize!!" scream that voice with excitement.

Whats?? Did I faint again?

With a lot of effort, I finally opened my eyes. My gaze began to focus on finding the origin of the sound that was muttering my name nonstop.

"Charlie?? You're that?" I asked, trying to raise my right hand to look for him.

So heavy.

I can just move my hand a little. Then I felt like there was a hand holding my hand.

I looked to the side. "Yeah.. It's Charlie" I muttered.

"What's with the tears?" my many. Hearing my question, Charlie's tears dropped even more profusely, on the cheeks that began to wrinkle at eating that age. Sedu sedan started to sound as well.

"Did I faint for a long time?" my many.

"How long have I fainted?" I said, seeing Charlie still not answering my question.

"Oh.no" my sigh.

"How long? A month? Or year? " Tanyaku bertubi - tubes.

"Fuckin' blob" I cursed in annoyance.

"No.no" said Charlie, she wiped her tears, then got up and hugged me tightly.

"You fainted again last night" he added, whispering as his throat was still choked by crying.

"Hey? Last night? Then why are you crying? "

I wonder, this is not at all like the usual Charlie. I tried to raise my hand and return his embrace.

But again it doesn't work.

Wait...!! I tried to move my legs and the result was just a little bump.

"You sure I passed out last night? Why is my whole body not powered?" I asked, after Charlie took off his embrace and sat down in his place.

"Yes.. You fainted last night" he replied, looking at me in wonder. "You don't remember?"

"No"

"Wait.. ..Why did I faint? Why can't I remember what caused me to faint? It's weird"

"You don't remember?" charlie asked, his eyes widening in disbelief at my words just now.

I shook my head slowly. While trying to dig up the memory from before I fainted.

Nil...!

I really don't remember anything.

"What's the last thing you remember?" asked Charlie with a worried tone. I closed my eyes, calmed down and started to remember.

"Oh..Oh.." I cried, as one shadow finally began to form faintly in my mind.

"We had dinner with Oscar downstairs. Oscar said he was going to Egypt. Then I told him to find a lover there" I said satisfied, my memory began to feel more and more vivid.

Charlie suddenly stood up from his chair, looking at me with widened eyes in surprise.

"I'm going to call Oscar" he said as he hurriedly walked out of my room.

"What?? Wait.wait. Charlie..?" Call me, trying to find clarity on what happened.

"Oscars!!" I heard her screams and steps down the stairs in front of the room.

"What's this?"

I remember vividly last night eating with Charlie and Oscar. Charlie cooks my favorite meal, which is soup with lots of beef. Oscar said he was going to Egypt to take care of his business, then I told him to immediately find a girlfriend, because ..........

And empty!!!!

My memory stopped at that point. I can't remember what I said afterwards. Black.empty.

Whatisthis?? I closed my eyes back. Trying to sort the events in that memory. But it didn't work either, my memory only revolves around that incident. I can't remember what I did before.

I looked around the room, everything was still the same as I remembered. The east side of the room consists of glass without walls, a balcony full of flowers is outside the glass side. Light blue colored curtains dangled on both sides.

The bookshelf full of ballet journals and some trophies I won was in the corner of the room. Sliding doors that are the same color as the walls of the room, hiding a large closet containing my clothes and shoes.

The comfortable sofa in round shape is also still sweetly bent next to the table where my makeup tools. In front of him a black television set was embedded in the wall. I still recognize everything well------but why can't I remember what happened last night?

Footsteps began to approach the door of the room. I turned my eyes and saw Oscar enter with a breath of breath, as climbing the stairs while running was possible.

"Morning..!!" I greet with a smile. Because I know, my sister just that puppet will worry if I show you something that is not right.

"You're conscious" he said, walking toward me. Like Charlie, he hugged me tightly, until half my body was lifted out of bed.

"Oscars!" seruku shocked. "What's this?" my many.

"I did faint, but Charlie said I fainted last night. You shouldn't worry too much" I said, looking in surprise at Charlie, who was now standing by the door biting his lower lip, and squeezing his hands in front of his stomach.

After releasing his embrace, Oscar sat on the edge of the bed where I was lying.

"You don't remember why you fainted?" he asked while looking at my face.

I returned confused. "I just remember we had dinner, and then you said you were going to Egypt today. What time is the flight? Why aren't you ready?" I looked at the clothes on his body that were definitely not the kind of clothes he would choose for a business trip.

"Sweety.mmmmmm" He rubbed my hair gently, frowning thinking about something.

"What??" I'm just looking forward to it, because Oscar stayed quiet for a long time.

He never called me Sweety, unless there was something really bad after. All I remember is clearly, she called me Sweety, when she told me about the news that Mom didn't survive the shot.

Oh.. Not now!! 

Why is the memory that comes to me the most painful?

I closed my eyes trying to get those memories out of my brain, before the tears raced down and Oscar worried. I took a deep breath to calm myself down.

"Lui---I went to Egypt a month ago" he said slowly, but to me it sounded like a hammer punch hit my head.

I could hear the panic in my brain.

"Ap..What's??"

"No way!!!". I shook my head in panic.

"Quiet..quiet.okay?" Oscar hugged me while continuing to rub my head gently. " You don't want to faint again, do you? Calm your feelings and thoughts"

"I called the doctor before I went up. He'll be here soon and check on you. Okay?".

I nodded resignedly. As if confirming Oscar's words, a doorbell echoed through the house.

"I'll open the door" Charlie said as he walked out of the room.

Oscar then got up and sat down on the bed. He rubbed my hands and whispered "Everything just gonna be fine.everything just gonna be fine. I promise."

With eyes not fixed on me, I somehow felt that those words were not only meant for me.

"Did my condition deteriorate until my memories began to disappear bit by bit? I lost my memory!" I whispered softly to myself, trying to digest this sudden reality. Oscar who also heard it, flinched.

"No..No. You don't know that. That's why I called the doctor to make it all clear." Answer a little loudly. "Don't think about anything, we'll wait for the doctor's explanation later. "

Cklek.. !!

The sound of the door opening brought me back from a puzzling daydream.

My beautiful-inner, a woman in her 35s with short dark brown hair, carrying a brown bag, dressed neatly in a dark blue knee-length skirt and a colorful blazer, walked up to me, with Charlie following behind her.

"Who---" I stopped finishing the sentence, because the word had made all the movements in the room stop in unison.

Charlie, who was halfway through the door, now looked at me with a pale face, as well as Oscar who was half-standing from the bed, while the woman stopped her steps before reaching the bed, while looking at me with a face that depicts great shock.

"You don't know me?" ask slowly, while continuing your steps and sitting on the edge of the bed.

I shook my head weakly. Because I don't know who he is. But from the reaction shown by all of them, I should have recognized him.

This is the big problem!

Charlie came back softly. While saying he was going to prepare a drink below, he came out of the room. I know, he just wanted me not to see him cry. Oscar sat down without saying anything. He just looked blankly at the woman.

" A.I'm Doctor Alva, I'm the doctor who has been treating you for the past 2 years" said the woman faltered, probably still shocked by my circumstances.

I felt the blood flow had left my face. "Two years?? How---- "

I closed my eyes, my tongue was paralyzed because I really didn't know what to say. How can I not remember??

My emotions began to explode and find a way out through the corners of the eyes that began to warm and wet.

"No.no.please don't cry" whispered Oscar softly as he rubbed my tears. "I don't want you to faint again" he said

"Don't worry" said dr. Alva, rub my hand.

I knew that smile was just to comfort me so that my crying would stop. But that sincere smile was contagious, I tried to smile so my tears stopped.

Yes Eluira. After what you've been through all this time you can definitely!!!

"Good girl" dr. Alva praised after seeing my wry smile.

He grabbed the bag located next to the bed, took out a stethoscope and started checking.

A moment of silence, only the sound of the doctor's equipment being taken out of the bag was heard.

"What do you feel?" ask her while looking at the numbers on the blood pressure gauge.

"It's-it's very weak. I even had trouble moving my legs. And hunger.. like---super--duper-hungry" I replied in wonder.

Dr. Alva smile. " Now that's been answered, you're limp from hunger baby" she poked my nose softly.

"Don't worry too much, I'll have Charlie cook a super delicious porridge after this. Rest, your strength will recover slowly"

"I'm going to ask Charlie to make it now" Oscar said after a long silence, slowly leaving the room.

"Now I will test your memory. How far can you remember" Dr. Alva took a notebook from her bag and started writing.

"I'll ask, answer according to your memory okay? Don't be too forced. Let the memory flow as it is. Ready???" tanyakanya. I'm nodding.

"Full name??"

"What??" I said, looking at him in disbelief.

"Jawab darling." she said sweetly.

"em.. Eluira Ignes Delmora's"

"Good, Brother"?

"Oscar Gustin Delmora"

I rolled my eyes, in disbelief. I'm not going to forget my name or Oscar.

"Woman with gray hair? "

It's outrageous.

"Doc.." My words were immediately broken by him.

"Dear answer.this is important, I must know anything, who and whenever your memory exists...Please?" He looked at me with a pleading smile.

"okay.. Charlie Dexter" I answered

"hmmmm?" he raised both his eyebrows.

"elright..Alright.. Charlotta Dexter, myself and Oscar called her Charlie because it was easier to say when we were kids. She nurtured me and Oscar from the baby until now, and I love her so much" my story goes, too excited maybe.

"That's my girl" Dr. Alva clapped her hands softly while smiling in relief.

"Goodbye?"

"Park Castle, London, England" I began to lazily refute, and replied resignedly.

"Old man?" continued

"Dad?.. Daniel Delmora's. Dad is now in France taking care of the vineyard after Mom.." My voice disappeared because my throat was suddenly choked up considering Mom.

"After Mom died, Dad handed over the company to Oscar and then moved to France to calm down" I continued with a slight gasp, holding back the tears that came back.

"Sorry baby. I have to ask you about this too. I don't want this to be a new wound, if it turns out you've forgotten it too" He stroked my hand gently.

"I will never forget Mom." I whispered as I held back my tears.

"Of course dear...., do we continue or do you want to rest first?"

"Continue, I want my mind to be sidetracked immediately".

"Tell me about Oscar"

I smiled at the question, it will be easy.

"My only brother, 29. Now working as CEO at Dad's company, acute-playboy"

"Heyyy.. I heard that" cried Oscar who had apparently returned and was at the door.

"Ops!!!" I also chuckled. Dr. Alva smiled as she pinched my nose "Don't tease your sister"

"That's Doc's reality, fact." I said, smiling ignorantly.

"I can still hear it." said Oscar as he walked in. "I think I need to be present so that this evaluation results in an accurate "gruntle.

"Sorry.." I said, without a sound while looking at him.

"Never mind's.. I'm sorry that you're still like this" she replied with a half-hearted smile.

"Tell me about yourself" dr. Alva continued, not distracted by our quarrel.

"hmm. 23 years old, former ballerina-work-job-hmmm, I don't remember..!!" I said with horror. How could I not remember about this too? Panic starts to strike again.

"Because you don't work" Oscar said suddenly, staring at the floor. "After you stop dancing your ballet- "

Pause for a moment. "--you're just at home" he continued still without looking at me.

"really???" I don't believe it. What kind of life is that?

As if hearing my thoughts, Oscar went back to explaining "You quit ballet because you're losing consciousness more and more when you perform ?"

I nodded in confirming.

I remember this well, I was very disappointed and sad when it was, then Oscar sent me to France to calm myself down, then---

Nothing!---- I forgot whatever happened afterwards.

"It's crazy" ... I said unconsciously. "I-I forgot whatever happened after that"

"Eluira... Enough's enough! Don't force yourself to remember" dr. Alva reprimanding. "Simmer a moment!!"

I took a deep breath, trying not to panic anymore.

"But that was before Mom died. I remember Mom getting shot. But I don't remember anything about funerals like that"

Mixed memories started to flash quickly in my mind. Memories of odd pieces that I don't understand.

"You won't remember. You passed out and then went into a coma for about a year after you found out Mom died." Oscar connected with a hoarse voice due to emotions.

"Wait on" I said. " I remember about being in a coma for that year, but I can't remember how I woke up-This is weird. What's going on?" The anxiety started to rule my heart again.

"Lui---I beg you to stop thinking about the things that add to your brain." dr. Alva clasped my hand tightly while looking at me sharply.

"Alright!-- but doc.."

"Stop.!" Cut it. " Just answer the question I asked okay..?"

I nodded back. I took a deep breath to ease the chaotic flow of memories that invaded the brain.

"What's a lump in your head-you remember the cause?" Ask Dr. Alva.

"Yes, I remember everything" I answered

"A plane crash nearly 4 years ago, a flight to Switzerland. Only 4 survivors, including me, were in a coma for 3 months because my head was hit hard, there was a clot in my brain. Not big, not operable, I have to live with him my whole life. And that blob, too, which made me faint all of a sudden" I explained, smoothly.

"Haaa--even I can still remember the accident clearly, I should have forgotten the incident" I added bitterly.

It was clear, the moments of horror when the plane I was riding on suddenly whipped. Not to mention the horrified screams from the other passengers. I really wish I could forget about this.

"Don't be like that! The less you forget the better" says dr. Alva.

"This is the last and most important thing, okay? Do you still remember what you should avoid, so as not to faint again suddenly?"

I nodded as I replied, "Excessive stress, acute fatigue, excessive crying to headaches, and forbidden alcohol too-is it complete?" I outlined all the prohibitions I remembered.

The clump in my head would react and make me faint, if something was affecting the workings of the brain. Severe stress, excessive crying, intoxicating alcohol - or more or less the things that will cause headaches - are a few things\, which I should avoid for life.

I still feel grateful because for a long time, I only drink light alcohol like wine or champagne during the celebration.

It also made the doctor tell me to stop being a ballerina. The stress of training and also the pressure on stage, often makes me unconscious.

With my heart broken, I finally decided to stop. That's all I can do because my weakness bothers other dancers so much during the show.

I'm used to all those bans now.

Dr. Alva smiled satisfied to hear my answer, then wrote something down in her notes. "You remember your family and your body well, I think that's pretty good"

"Once the doc, I seem to have forgotten something very important" I said, closing my eyes tightly. The strange debility did not disappear from my heart.

"Of course you'll feel that way. All life memories are important. Life itself is a bunch of memories" he said, looking at me calmly.

"Then I'm done. I have no life" I said grimly. I can't even remember who Dr. Alva, seeing her current attitude, I'm sure she's very close to me.

"Whatchu mean? You still have your brother, Charlie, even your father, even if he's not here. They're your life, you can easily build new memories with them, right?" advice Dr. Alva while rubbing my hair gently.

Again, his words sound very reasonable. The two people I love the most - and of course they love me too - are here with me.

And because of my very narrow world, most likely my lost memories only contained about my days with Charlie and Oscar. I glanced at Oscar who was sitting next to me. He was still silent, looking down.

"You're a doctor!" I said, trying to say it in a more excited voice. I can't bear to see Oscar now look messed up for worrying about me.

Dr. Alva smiled, "Smart girl, don't think too much about this. The most important thing is that now you are conscious and healthy" he said as he moved to clean up his equipment.

"Oscar, can I talk to you outside for a minute? " he asked Oscar. He nodded and walked out. What the hell happened to him? His worried face looked a little strange.

Looking at my suspicious eyes, dr. Alva came back to look at my nose while laughing.

"I just want to talk about your control schedule to the hospital. You need another CT scan so I can figure out the cause of this..Okay well? Don't be so suspicious".

"I just feel like you're going to hide something from me" I'm upset.

"No.no. I promise I'll tell you the CT scan diagnosis later and Oscar simultaneously. Don't sulk. Can be lost later beautiful "godanya cheerful.

I don't want to, I smile at you. "Yes already.. See you at the hospital" He kissed my forehead gently. Then walk out following Oscar.

A glimmer of guilt appeared again in my heart.

How could I not recognize him? His attitude was kind and gentle to me. While I feel like he's a stranger. I really want my memory of dr. Alva came back, so as to return her gentle demeanor to me as she should. I took a deep breath in annoyance.

Fucking wad!!!

And another one that I don't understand, how hungry I am to move my body can't!!!! This is so ridiculous.