LOVE ON THE HORIZON
GOODBYE DEBBY

I immediately put on my jacket and ran towards the elevator of the apartment, the paper that Debby had read I folded and

I put it in my pants pocket.

I drove my bike like lightning to a hospital not too far from the apartment, just inside

within minutes I arrived at the hospital parking lot. I ran back to the ICU room, once there I was not allowed to enter, because the room was sterilized and some doctors and nurses were handling a critical patient situation. I saw Steven and Debby's company representative leaning against the hospital wall, their faces looking restless and also panikK.

Even Steven occasionally clenched his hands and hit the hospital wall. Only Mama Debby is allowed to accompany Debby.

I stood next to Papa Debby and looked through the glass all the handling process by the Doctor inside

Debbie. Papa Debby glanced at me. He patted and rubbed my shoulder, without saying a word. I also reflexively rubbed the old man's shoulder. Somehow it was as if the man could feel and know my closeness to Debby.

From a distance behind the glass, my eyes focused and fixed with the screen of Debby's heart rate monitor, the,

my heartbeat seemed to follow the flow of Debby's heartbeat through the device.

Suddenly on the screen Debby's heart rate graph monitor turns into a flat line, and a red light flashes from the

that heart detection device. My heart also seemed to want to come to a stop..I was stunned...I saw the nurse ran to take a heart shock device to be stomped on Debby's chest.Debby's body jumped up.However there was no change and response from Debby….straight line graphs are still visible on the monitor screen. One of the Doctors with the mask he was wearing, shook his head at the other Doctor and the nurses there.

A minute later Debby's mom ran out of the room crying….Steven hugged her and also shed tears.Papa Debby approached the two of them and hugged them both. Representative

debby's company with a plontos head, immediately called with his mobile phone to inform this news.My body seemed to lose energy.I sat on the floor.My back was leaning against the outer wall of the ICU room.

“Why did you go Debby…? When you and I know what our hearts are.

stay to be my life companion..kenapaaaaaa..” I cried in my heart ..I can no longer hold back the details of my tears.

Steven kaka Debby approached and reached out her hand to help me get up from the floor, after standing I hugged Steven's body.

“YOU ALREADY DO THE BEST ADRIAN….ME AND MY FAMILY WILL NOT FORGET ALL YOUR KINDNESS, I ALWAYS HEARD A LOT ABOUT YOU FROM MY SISTER….THANKS FOR EVERYTHING ADRIAN.(you've done your best Adrian, me and family will not forget all your kindness, I've.

heard a lot about you from my sister.thank you for everything Adrian..)”.

steven said as he rubbed my back.

I went into the ICU, I strengthened my heart.I saw Debby's body stiffened, her face pale and.

his lips are a little blue. I stood next to her ..As I wiped the drops of tears that kept flowing on my cheeks, I brought my face to Debby's face.

“NOW YOU ARE NO LONGER SICK DEBBY….I'VE READ YOUR WRITING….AND YOU MUST HAVE KNOWN WHAT MY ANSWER AND MY HEART IS…..HAPPY DEBBY ROAD….YOU WILL BE THERE DIHATIKU.SAMPAI ANYTIME....” I said while stepping back a few steps because the nurse came and will take Debby to the Body room.

“STEVEN..MY JOB IN SHIPPING DEPT/EXPORT IMPORT, IF YOU STILL CONFUSE BRING DEBBY TO HONGKONG.LET ME HANDLE ARRANGEMENT AT CARGO AIRPORT (Steven, My work in department.

shipping/shipping ,export and import, if you are still confused to bring Debby to Hongkong.let me take care of it in the cargo port)

“OH..ITS GREAT ADRIAN….THANK YOU SO MUCH...” Steven replied while embracing me, followed by papa and mom Debby.

My heart is broken to pieces and sad very, very sad, but I have to stay calm and

still able to think logically, I can imagine.The Debby family must be more hit and plus confused because this is not in their country.

In the ambulance to the airport, I stared blankly at Debby's coffin.ga there will be another smile from her beautiful face.ga there will be more jokes and laughs we again together…

I just realized that we are dependent on each other, even though our mouth never said a word.

LOVE..we both feel alive if both.and as if something is missing, when one is not there by his side.and our togetherness almost every day in the apartment, it is a picture of how we will live our lives and fill each other every day.

My soul will fly when the plane carrying Debby's coffin flies to her home country of Hong Kong.

Once again I muttered “Happy STREET DEBBY….MAY YOU BE CALM IN NATURE…..I ALWAYS LOVE YOU...”.

Even for the Love spoken, my Love is still like Surya on the horizon there, its beauty was a moment ago

go and drown.

I do not regret knowing you Debby...I also do not regret loving you..Karenamu...I was able to rise and heal my wounds.Karenmu I so learn.that LOVE is not just a beautiful word to say….but it is also a promise and must be proven by deeds.

We both never say a word of heart let alone the word LOVE, but we do it with real deeds

life by filling each other and also interdependent with each other. We both do not live in a cradle of romance with all the beautiful dreams, then suddenly wake up with pain and wounds.

I remember what Debby said when she first talked about personal matters about two years ago…

FOR ME'S…

WHY YOU SAID “LOVE” BUT YOU’ GONE?

WHY YOU KEEP “LOVE” BUT LEAVE HURT INSIDE?

WHY WE TALK ABOUT “LOVE” IF IT’S ONLY A EMPTY DREAM?

(Forcibly….

Why do you say LOVE ..but you go?

Why do you keep LOVE..but leave wounds in it?

Why do we talk about LOVE...if it is just an empty dream?)

The next day I though with a bad feeling and a broken heart, I had to keep working, to report my survey results in Semarang a few days ago, also communicate with the company representative where Debby worked during his life, for the continuation of the job order in my company factory.

Steven, through Debby's cell phone, sent photos of his funeral procession in Hong Kong, and

Steven delivered a message of gratitude from the entire Debby family in Hong Kong. I couldn't help but hold back when I saw all the photos of the funeral procession of Debby. And very hopeful and spoken in the heart.”IF ONLY I HAD BEEN THERE..”