"Hurt me with the truth, but don't make me comfort with a lie."
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Ree blinked, his head ached, as did his body. Ree's eyes slowly roamed the room that was so unfamiliar to him, and his gaze fell on a woman who was now focusing on her cellphone. Ree frowned, even though his vision was a little blurry, but he guaranteed that he did not recognize the woman at all.
Feeling cared for, Valerie raised her head. Her eyes met Ree's eyes, Valerie smiled happily when she saw Ree who was conscious. He immediately stood up and pressed the bell for the doctor to come and check on Ree.
"Thank God you're awake," said Valerie.
"Wh-who are you?" asked Ree confused.
"You don't remember me? I'm Valerie Agatha, your cousin. You forgot?" Valerie replied, but a second later, she snapped her fingers in the air, "Ah, yes. You have amnesia too?"
Ree raised an eyebrow, "I don't understand what you mean. You're the wrong person, I'm Ree Alison."
"No, you are mistaken for yourself. You are Aretha Maharani, wife of Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja. You are my best friend and cousin, you went missing five years ago because the plane you and Farrel was riding in crashed."
"You and him said the same thing ..." Ree muttered, "why are you so sure that the person you are looking for is me? It could be that our faces are just the same."
"Wait a minute, I have proof," Valerie opened her cell phone, then handed it to Ree, "this is a photo of us both taken exactly a week before you and Farrel were declared missing."
Ree stared at the cellphone screen, his face exactly the same as the woman who was smiling sweetly there. He had felt that it was himself, but he returned to reality. This is not possible.
"It's just a photo, it could just be similar," argued Ree.
Valerie chuckled, "I have known you since we were both in the womb. I know what you like and don't, I know all your habits. Even I know that on your stomach there is a black birthmark with a strange shape, similar to that. island. If I'm the wrong guy, you look in your stomach. "
Ree sighed, it was true that he had the mark Valerie said. But is all of this true?
"I can't remember anything, Valerie ..."
Valerie smiled and touched Ree's arm, "It's me, everything will be fine. Me and Sam will help you both remember everything."
"We?"
"Yes, you and Farrel. I wonder why you both suffer from amnesia," Valerie shook her head.
"Turns out he's not lying," Ree muttered quietly.
"Re," called Valerie who made Ree turn his head, "do you really use Indonesian here?"
"Indonesian?" asked Ree.
"You didn't realize? From then we used that language,"
"I even just found out that I can speak Indonesian," said Ree which made Valerie gawk.
"Gosh," Valerie shook her head, "is that bad?"
"I guess," Ree replied, "I don't even know myself. If Dave wasn't around, I might as well die."
"Wait, who is Dave?"
"My child ... "
"Oh my God! He was born? Jeez Re, I thought he was not safe! It turns out that all this time I've been an aunt, and Farrel is a father-"
"He's not Farrell's son," Ree cut in.
"What?!" Valerie glared, "whose son is he ?!"
"He's Charles's son ..."
"Oh my God, you got married again ?! Actually what happened here ?! Tell me everything, from the very beginning when you opened your eyes!"
"I'm confused too, Valerie-"
"Just vale,"
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