12 Badoets
Siji

Fate has its own way of making jokes of the way of human life. Unwittingly, tonight Adi and Tarji are one location with the fugitive they're looking for. Adi sat with an anxious expression in the waiting room of the ER one of the private clinics in the suburbs. Next to him there is Nilla who is no less furious in grasping his device that died completely.

Two people who don't know each other in the same room. Silently silent with each other's complicated thoughts. Although they do not know each other they have a unique relationship, namely both dealing with a man named Wildan.

Adi had been silent earlier, imagined the condition of Tarji that was sad. Several times his hands were clenched tightly. Angry, angry, upset but do not know where all the emotions are channeled. For some time Adi was stuck in his own mind. Until finally the sobbing sound coming from the woman sitting next to resuscitate him.

"Sorry, can I help you?" adi asked after clearing her throat, suppressing her emotions, letting out a softer-sounding voice. Although anger controls the heart, but Adi is well aware that humans should not lose their sense of care about the surrounding. Moreover, he is an officer in charge of protecting citizens.

Nilla looked at him for a moment. Actually, Nilla had not realized that there was someone else sitting next to her. The sadness and confusion made her eyes seem closed. Now he observed a handsome figure who greeted him.

"Sorry Mom, not that I'm pretentious or pretentious. But maybe his mother needs help? Whatever it is, if I can, I will help," Adi said once again.

Nilla shook her head slowly, then lowered her head back. Buried his face in tears. He was confused as to how. Nilla felt not as strong and strong as Angel. When those closest to her were injured, she could only cry.

Adi sighed. Feeling guilty, having greeted the woman beside him. He forgets that there are times when a person is more comfortable being left alone while being sad. Not all grief needs help. Sometimes sadness just needs calmness to vent it.

"Mass?" call Nilla after wiping her tears.

"Is that right?" Adi.

"Can I borrow your phone? My phone is dead Mas," pinta Nilla said.

Adi nodded quickly and immediately handed the device with the orange logo on the back of it.

"May I wear it to call?" ask Nilla again. Adi just nodded quickly.

Nilla immediately got up from her seat and stood in the corner of the room while pressing a few numbers on the phone screen. Adi watched him briefly, then turned his eyes to the ceiling of the clinic waiting room.

Nilla called a number. After ringing for a while, the phone picks up. A male voice sounded. Nilla's expression was calmer this time.

"Abang, it's Nilla, '" Nilla said the first time the call was received.

"Huh? You changed numbers? What's up?" ask the man called Brother.

"I'm at the clinic. I borrow people's phones" replied Nilla stammering. He was confused about where to start the story.

"What's in the clinic? Shouldn't you go to number 3?" ask Sia Abang.

"The story is long Bang. I just want to ask for help," Nilla said in a voice that grew louder.

"What?" asked Si Abang with a heavy-sounding breath. I heard the sound of the car door being closed.

"Angel Bang's. He was left at home number 3. I was worried something bad was happening to her. This time I have to step in. After all he was your brother Bang," Pinta Nilla looked up at the ceiling. There were tears held in the clear pupils behind the thick lensed glasses.

"You don't have to say about it. I know, I understand. I'm gonna go find Angel. But I have to finish something first. I think I found one of the clowns who turned himself in. Take a breath, drink some water, and calm yourself down" Siang Sibang ended the call. The call was closed even though Nilla still wanted to talk.

Nilla can only move now. There's nothing he can do.

"Thank you very much Mas," said Nilla while looking down to return Adi's phone.

Not yet Adi replied to a thank you from Nilla, her name was called by a nurse. Apparently the nurse asked for the identity of the patient and his introduction. Nilla had seen Adi pull out a wallet, and an identifier.

How surprised Nilla was when she realized that Adi was a police officer. His mind was getting angry and angry. Without a second thought he barged into the ER room.

The ER room feels cold. The atmosphere is so quiet. There were only 2 people lying on the bed with green sheets. One of them was Wildan who was quite surprised by the arrival of Nilla.

Wildan had bandaged his injured leg. Infusion hose has been installed. The man tried to sit down to see the arrival of Nilla who was seen in a hurry.

"We need to get out of this place!" nilla panicked.

"What's wrong?" Wildan frowned not understanding.

Nilla circulated the view. Look to the right left and watch the patient lying on the next bed. The patient was silent with his eyes closed.

"The man is a cop. He was with a friend who was also an officer. It could be dangerous if he recognized you," replied Nilla, still continuing to circulate her gaze. And found a doctor's suit hanging in the corner of the room.

In a hurry, Nilla snatched the white coat. Then put on a mask and study the clinic map attached to the wall of the ER room. Next Nilla pushed the bed where Wildan was lying. He exited the room through the back door while looking down trying to hide his face so that no one recognized him.

The rain is still pouring heavily. The air also felt very frozen. The big clinic was quiet and quiet. Only occasionally can a nurse walk down the hall. Nilla kept pushing Wildan's bed until he reached the back shed.

When it was felt that no one was paying attention, Wildan took off the infusion hose with a little rough. Infusion liquid gushing wet the bed. Wildan's arm looked bloody.

"How are you doing?" asked Nilla with a breath of gasp.

"I've been injected with pain relievers and anti-tetanus. I think it'll be fine" Wildan replied in earnest.

Wildan tried to get out of bed. But unfortunately, the wound in the leg again feels pain. Wildan almost fell to the floor. Luckily Nilla was deft enough to catch and embrace him.

The wound on Wildan's leg was back open. Bandages wrapped around it appear wet with reddish patches that smell rancid. Wildan grimaced in pain. Nilla was more upset, if not quickly moved the place must be a nurse who should be on guard in the ER immediately realized one of the patients fled.

"Don't panic, Nile. We're turning around the back. We just go home, while waiting for Angel," Wildan proposed with his lips that look pale even a little blue.

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