
Flashbacks
"Ma, I'm leaving first. I picketed this morning. Bye" ran towards the garage where the bike was parked. Leaving his mother in the dining room, after he had eaten a loaf of bread and orange juice. Ardi only reasoned the picket early in the morning, even though he planned to pick up Atiqah. They took him to school together.
Ardi put on his helmet, drove the motor through a high gate that opened automatically. "Thanks sir" waved his hand into the air at the house security. "Sama-sama mas" replied the security guard who then pressed the automatic button so that the gate closed again.
"Based on a bad boy, leave mama breakfast alone gini" grumbled mama Ardi, Anne. Her husband was in Bangkok, he felt lonely. While his first daughter went on vacation to Bali, after his return from Canada.
Brakes...Bams...
The loud impact sound came from the Mercedes S Class black sedan car with an old duck motorbike. The bike was definitely destroyed. The incident was close to the residence of Atiqah. Ardi pulled over his bike, left it and ran straight towards the victim.
The victim's body bounced to the sidewalk. His head was bleeding, as well as the rest of his body.
"Sir.saware sir" Ardi tried to resuscitate the victim but there was no word. "Papa's factory worker?" look at the victim's uniform behind the torn jacket.
"I'm sorry.I was accidentally, I was actually not intentionally" the attacker begged for forgiveness when his car was hit hard by some people who asked him to get out. The fear of time.
"Surge! Move over!" Ardi tried to unravel the crowd on the perpetrator's car. "Sir.open the door. We need to get that man to the hospital. NOW!!" Ardi shouted, honestly he was upset because the perpetrator did not want to open the car door. "Quick sir! You don't want to go to jail, do you? Soon the police can come and everything is getting run over. We have to save that father first. Quickly open!" finally the perpetrator agreed and Ardi immediately raised the victim with the help of several people.
"Sir Bondan? This is Mr. Bondan, my neighbor" said the young man who helped open the car door.
"When I told his family, I took him to the nearest hospital. Same is mas, I tipped a big motor in black in front of the minimarket. Later in the afternoon I wait at the minimarket" Ardi handed over his motorbike key and then closed the car door. "Quick sir!" patting the nervous offender's shoulder.
"Yes yes"
Five minutes, they had reached the area's general hospital lobby. Ardi was helped by some quick health workers. Pushing the gurney into the ICU.
"You wait outside" said one of the sisters who will close the ICU room.
"Sit sir" Ardi took the man on the collision course, his face anxious and pale.
"May we not be late" Ardi said again.
For half an hour waiting for the victim's family to come, suddenly there was a woman who looked like her face like Atiqah appeared. Walk hastily towards him.
"Lho was that?" Ardi pointed to the young man who had been tricked by the motor had also come.
"Yes, I'll pick up Asri's mom. This is Mr Bondan's wife. I returned the bike here. It's in the front parking lot under the mango tree" handed over Ardi's big motor key.
"Okay, thank you"
"Sama-sama"
"Oh yes, Atiqah did not know ma'am?" ask the young man to Asri. Ardi rounded his eyes. Atiqah is her class sister or not, her inner self.
"Atiqah High School Negri 60?" Ardi curious.
"Yes..masnya one school with Atiqah?" Ardi nodded quickly. "That's coincidental. The one who called the school. I have business again. My wife was about to give birth" the young man saw a clock on his right wrist.
"Yes, I'm already on the phone at school. Thanks a lot" said Ardi embrace the young man, then slip five pieces of red money into the pocket of his pants. "Make buying a baby mas diaper" the young man happily receives a windfall from high school students. It's definitely the rich kid, his inner self.
"There's still a lot of mas" said goodbye and left the hospital.
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"Lady..." Atiqah hugged his mother. "Mother is no longer critical. We wait until you realize, can only be moved to the hospital room"
"Thankful" Ms. Asri was equally happy to hear the news about her husband who had gone through a critical period.
"I'm glad to hear it. But sorry ma'am, I have to go back to school" Ms Indri rubbed the back of Asri's hand, saying goodbye.
"Thank you very much ma'am, has delivered Atiqah" said Bu Asri.
"Yes ma'am, you're the same"
"Mom's gonna talk, okay?" ask Indri bu to Ardi who is still staring at Atiqah.
"Can ma'am" nodded and walked out of the IGD room.
"Thank you for calling the school. Today you don't have to go to school. Let the mother ask the principal for permission. Your uniform is dirty. Go home and change with another dress" said Ms. Indri to the exemplary student as well as the head of the school's sausage.
"Good ma'am. Thank you" smiled as she nodded as Ms. Indri patted her shoulder and went back to school.
Ardi looked at his own uniform. Pretty much blood stains. Everyone just kept looking at him. He's completely screwed up but still handsome.
"Hello.bik, please send the same clothes pants through go send yes. I sent her address through chat. All my perfumes too" Ardi contacted the housekeeper who took care of his needs.
"Yes, but if you ask, what do I answer?" Bik Narti has memorized the nature of the hostess who always asks this.
"Say I help you who are in trouble. Let me explain to Mama. Cepet ya bik" Ardi hung up.
When he turned around, Atiqah was already standing in front of the IGD door staring at him.
"What's wrong? Need my help again?" Asked Ardi while putting his phone in his pants pocket.
"Nothing, you go home. Your shirt.." pointed to Ardi's uniform.
"I told people to send clothes here. I'm with you here" pulled Atiqah's hand to sit in the hospital's long chair.
"No need to stop me, there's a mother" Atiqah was embarrassed to look Ardi in the eye. He remembered his meaning earlier.
"Your mother is weak. I don't mind your nemenin. Don't be so bad. I wasn't mad about that. I get it, I understand. Look here dong.nya here but you nduk continues" grabbed the chin Atiqah, turned towards him. Stare at each other.
Seriate....
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Atiqah come again 😁 do not bosen yes. The story is still in the beginning, there is no hareudang2nya. Please be patient 😁
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