Diamond Girl
Chapter 3. Investigate first

He walked to his car, opened the door with one hand and still held his coffee cup. Plunged his body behind the seat while groaning holding his head.

Aarghs! Various sounds echoed in his ears. He inserted the key with great difficulty. After his efforts were successful, he started to run his car.

Go home, fuck that woman!

His eyes blurred, the road in front of him was like a wave. He gripped the steering wheel of his car, and shook his head while continuing to fumble.

Half-consciously he glanced at the coffee glass beside him, the shadow of Toni as well as Deny who laughed while raising the same drink glass jolted his consciousness.

“Breng bek you!” pekiknya.

The dazzling light from the lights of the large vehicle speeding away from the opposite direction, shocked him. He squinted and slammed the steering wheel to the left, then the next second he lost control.

The car was dragged far enough away and hit the road barrier, then there was a very loud impact sound and a great shock in the car.

The excruciating pain felt almost all over his body, he was still half conscious and tried to come out to save himself. When his consciousness was almost gone he found his body crashing to the ground, lying on his back and still breathing.

“Can you hear me, Mister?”

He tried to open his eyes, but the blood flowing from his temples obscured his vision. He tried to open his mouth, but his tongue felt faint. His face hurt and he was unable to move his head.

“Master, can you remember how it happened earlier?”

“Ko-pi,” the answer is weak accompanied by a cough. Finally after a while he could make a sound.

The sound of ambulance sirens and the movement of the people in white clothes like the sound of a bullet in his head. The slightest movement nearby was like an earthquake to his body.

“We found the phone and wallet in the car, it looks like it belongs to the victim. There was a coffee spill on the floor of the car, it looks like the victim drank it before the accident happened.” A medical officer came and handed the item in his hand to his colleague.

“Good, we can know the identity of this man.”

The next second the man's head was given a brace in the neck before his body was lifted and laid on a stretcher, then put in an ambulance.

Arriving at the hospital, he was taken down and transferred to a gurney. The wound was quite serious and had to be operated immediately.

“Please step aside, give us a way!”

His body shook, his temple again spitting out fresh blood. Slowly her eyes blinked, her eyes flashed to see a young woman with her puffy eyes holding a necklace and then closing her mouth. And the necklace in his hand came loose and hit his neck.

He could still hear the woman's scream before the door behind him closed quickly.

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Inside the hospital room of patient Arga Raditya Winata, Widia was waiting for her son who was still unconscious after going through surgery. His left eye was bandaged, as was his left leg which suffered a broken bone. Bruises almost all over the body, making the woman did not stop rubbing her child's hair slowly.

“Wake up darling, this Mama comes.” He said softly while holding back the sobs that began to sound.

Behind her is sitting Bian Winata her husband, while answering calls from some of their colleagues after getting news of the accident that befell her son.

The sound of footsteps entering the room made the two turn their heads. Rivan dropped his butt next to his papa, exhaling while leaning his head against the back of the sofa behind him. Closing his eyes for a moment while frowning his suddenly throbbing forehead.

“What's up?” bian asked, keeping the phone back in his suit pocket. His attention now shifted entirely to his eldest son.

“Small problems but can make you behave like this?” Bian took a look at his son's face, those closed eyes looking tired. “What exactly is it, same story Papa.” Firm Bian.

Widia who heard the firm voice of her husband turned her head, looking at the two with a frown. “Can't you guys talk in a slow tone and be a little quieter?”

Rivan opened his eyes and straightened his back. She smiled at her mother's words, her eyes winking to code her papa.

“Iya, Mother. We heard!” say both at the same time. Kontan alone made Widia open her eyes.

“You can still joke in your sister's situation like this,” grumbled Widia. He then moved out of his seat and joined Rivan and Bian on the sofa.

“We must calm down and continue to pray, Ma. Arga has had surgery on his leg and soon he will be conscious,” said Rivan summarized his mother's shoulder and rubbed it slowly.

“Entah what he did with his friends, to have to experience a fateful event like this. Doctors say, a hard impact on the temples of his eyes can affect the vision of the eye Arga.” Widia took a heavy breath, her youngest son had to have a broken leg and may have lost vision in his left eye.

“It's only temporary, Ma. His vision will be temporarily reduced, but that does not mean Arga will lose his vision. My sister must be cured, she's a strong man.”

Bian pats Rivan on the shoulder, proud. They have two sons who are both handsome and love each other. He knew very well how close the two sons were all this time, although the youngest Arga often made a tantrum and troubled his brother because he had to deal with the women who chased him.

Both of them worked in the company owned by his father, both have important positions in the company. Both are hardworking and so the target of many women because of good looks is also a property owned by both.

The difference is, Rivan is more quiet and choosy in terms of connecting with close friends, especially women. While Arga is the opposite, it is only natural that women who become friends often misinterpret their attitudes.

“Van, not that you said there was a small problem. What is it?”

Rivan laughed, he took off a hug on Widia's shoulder and started looking at her papa seriously. “Barusan was outside there was a woman who claimed that her necklace was with Arga.”

“How come, does your sister know that woman?” sela Widia, surprised to hear Rivan's story.

Rivan shook his head, “Rivan first met the woman, Ma. He said his necklace fell on Arga's neck when medics brought Arga's gurney into the operating room.”

“Hem, kind of a new mode to approach your sister again. Ignore it!” Bian.

“But the woman insisted on meeting Arga to retrieve her necklace. Even tried to break through our guards in front.”

“Hem, reckless also it's female.” Bian chuckles. “He must have had a good reason to do something like that. Already, just ignore it. Don't think, our focus is now the main Arga cure soon!”

“He said the necklace was his valuables for his mother's operating costs,” continued Rivan, which made Widia and Bian look at him.

“You believe the same woman said?” Widia looked at Rivan, then turned to look at Bian. “Papa, how?”

Rivan and Bian stared at each other, then shook their heads together. “Gak!”

“Ish!” Widia poked her lips. “You guys are, yes. Judging women equally. Don't be so bad to think, who knows if his words are true. He's been costing a lot for his mother's surgery and that's all he's got.”

“So Mama believes the same saying is female?”

Widia looked at Rivan, grabbed her son's hand and rubbed it gently. “We have to hear the story of Arga when your sister was conscious, is it true that it happened.”

“But, it would be nice to investigate first about the woman, as well as her mother. It's possible that her mother was admitted to this hospital. If true what he told us, we will be very sinful to him for judging him without seeking the truth.”

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