
# happy reading..
Cindy is preparing to return to Jkt this afternoon, she gets out of the inn and waits for a taxi to take her to the airport. if there must have been preceded by another passenger.
a little while Cindy waited, finally a taxi appeared and stopped in front of Cindy after Cindy pointed one hand towards the road.
when Cindy just got into the taxi arrived a motorbike leading to Cindy at high speed on the sidewalk, then she pulled a mini backpack Cindy with rough. so that the backpack used by Cindy was broken and immediately carried away by the motorcyclist.
while the effect of the pull of the backpack caused Cindy almost slammed into the back, fortunately she could still hold on to the taxi door. so that he could still hold his body so as not to really fall hit the pavement for the second time after the incident this morning.
but his mini backpack was successfully carried away by the snatcher earlier. Cindy, who realized that her backpack had been carried away by the snatcher, screamed for help.
"please Jambret.please". cried Cindy while enduring the pain in her gums due to the accident this morning.
while the taxi driver tried to help by chasing the snatcher, Cindy was alone on the side of the road.
Cindy who lived alone by the taxi driver also tried to chase the snatcher with running.
quite far too Cindy ran. she began to fatigue, but the snatcher can not find Cindy while all the important items belonging to Cindy is in the mini backpack.
"aaaahkkk shit". maki Cindy.
today he had to have bad luck for the second time.had fallen instead had to override the stairs pulak again. Cindy squatted on the sidewalk she drowned her face between her knees.
"how do I get home while everything important is in the bag.
time to enter maghrib. Cindy was still fluttering on the sidewalk.she was still in her confusion.she did not know where. now she really has become a tramp. with a face that was smashed due to swollen lips and gums. not to mention he started to starve and thirst.
when adzan is heard. Cindy raised her head and looked down the street at the mosque standing in front of her. Cindy got up and stood up with her gaze nailed towards the mosque.
he immediately remembered the advice of his now-lost friend, Jasmine, when he often asked for his help first regarding his thesis.
"if at any time.if you have any difficulties.wherever you are. go to the mosque and complain there about what befalls you. surely God will answer all your prayer prayers". jasmine.
"does Mine pray to the mosque?". said Cindy.
"praying does not have to go to the mosque is Mine. many other places that we can make a place to pray, can Mine. at home also Mine? ".Cindy continued her question.
Jasmine shook her head in wonder at her friend's rebuttal.
'cause that's where her people gather for Cindy's good people". Jasmine's advice.
after he realized from his daydreams Finally Cindy stepped her feet towards the mosque.Cindy arrived there confused what to do. Then she headed to the ablution and drank water there to relieve her thirst. then Cindy chose to sit on the steps of the mosque until the people who were in the mosque was finished fulfilling five times.
Cindy was still staring confusedly into the mosque, while people had already come out of the mosque and left the mosque.
mesjud back quiet.just a few people who were in it. he did not understand what to do here. while his stomach was increasingly rumbling.
an hour has passed..
until the time of Isya also arrived, people returned to the mosque to fulfill one of the second pillars of Islam.
Cindy was just passed by the women pilgrims. while Cindy already felt black and pain in her head, because she lost her medicine. one of the worshippers returned home.
cindy's head was throbbing more pain.His vision began to be unclear until finally he saw Jasmine coming to greet him. Cindy smiled sadly she called out to her friend softly and softly which was heard at the end of the sentence.
" Jasmine. ".
"Min. you came to help me huh min. long time come min anyway?? ". call him back while getting up from his seat.
but because the pulse in the gums to the head makes Cindy unable to support her body that began to tremble because of weakness and hunger.
brucc.
Cindy finally fainted right then and there, while a mother who had just come to greet her swiftly held Cindy's body so as not to roll onto the stairs that were five levels below.
"bik.. bik... ..". call the mother to her ART.
"yes, God, ma'am.. ". said the aunt who had just come out and down the stairs of the mosque.quickly she helped her master support the body of the girl.
"this is why mom? ". ask the ART.
"you know. you also want to ask. uh he fainted first". said the mother.
"mbak.. mbak.. wake up mbak". si ART tried to wake Cindy.
"we take it to the hospital just like this child has been snapped may. it's his hand wound the same face.
"yes ma'am". said the aunt.
Finally with the help of the pilgrims who still live in the mosque. Cindy was put in her car and immediately rushed to the nearest hospital by her mother.
arriving at the hospital. Cindy was brought in an IGD case for examination, while the mother was called by the administrative officer to be questioned about the patient.
"who's the patient's name, ma'am? ". ask an officer.
the mother was confused to answer what. because she herself also did not have time to ask the name of Cindy. then she remembered a vague name that Cindy said before the girl fainted.
"Min or Ning huh? ". thank the mother.
"maybe Ningsih time huh? ". the mother.
"Switchy?". asked the officer to confirm his return.
"iya Ningsih. her name is Ningsih". said the Mantap mother.
"well ma'am". said the officer.
then the officer printed a paper and put it in a map which on the cover of the map reads with the name Ningsih.
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