Last Pack Rice For Nabila
Why Nobody Glorifies People Like Him.

"Hold on, Dek, Brother will take you to the hospital."

"Sister, pain, Brother .. a stomachache When." The little girl continued to whimper, making Raga panic half to death. Armed with a small flashlight and a lump of money stored in a plastic bag, Raga will recklessly take her sister to the hospital or clinic. He did not think long, whether the hospital would accept patients like his sister or not. The most important thing is that he strives for Nabila's recovery.

As far as Raga knows, about two kilos from where he is now there is a clinic that is open 24 hours. He found out about the clinic while he was still in school. At that time he, Amir, and several other friends had passed the Kasih Lestari Clinic.

The breath shortens after traveling about a kilo on foot. "Sir, take a break for a while, yes," he said with a gasp of breath. He sat on the edge of the sidewalk with Nabila's body still on his back.

"Sttth .. stthhh ... Sis ...."

Not even five minutes Raga rested, but Nabila's moans sounded worried. Raga hurriedly got up and was now half-running to get there faster. Unheard of the breath that was increasingly stingy, even as if it was almost broken. The atmosphere was cold, but Raga's body was filled with sweat.

In the middle of the journey, as she ran, the ill-fated worn worn slippers broke off. Raga almost went down with Nabila.

"Sir .. pain."

"Oh my God, forgive Brother, Deck, forgive Brother." Here, Raga's tears began to fall, under the fluorescent fluorescent fluorescent street face looks very pale. Indeed, Raga's heart was engulfed in fear. He was afraid something might happen to his sister. Nah!

"Sister love you, Dek, hang on for Brother." Raga's voice restrained sobbing.

"Ja-ngan nang-is, sister." Nabila is still conscious even though the eyelids are not fully open.

In there, about a hundred meters, there was a large sign that read 'Klinik Kasih Lestari' Raga getting faster pedaling his feet.

"Mom, Sir! Please ...!" In the clinic courtyard, Raga had already shouted for help.

A man in a security uniform ran over. "Why?"

"Please my sister. She's ill. Please take care of him." Raga spoke with disjointed intonation.

The security guard actually looked at Raga and Nabila with a view.

"Sir!" Raga called out with a raised voice. His sister needed an immediate handler, but the security guard instead gave a probing look. Which is just a waste of time.

Wiu .. wiu .. wiu ....

The siren ambulance caught the attention of Raga and the security guard. Before long the situation looks rowdy with the arrival of one ambulance and one pickup car that turned out to transport victims of consecutive accidents because the victims numbered seven people.

Raga left the security guard and crowded in with the victims. He touched the nurse's shirt. "Mom, help my sister."

The nurse looked. "You don't see I have to give first aid to accident victims! They're the family of the Camat sir, must be preceded."

Uh, just because of the appearance of Raga and her sister like a rascal, then they have no chance to get ahead. But they came first and the nurse knew because she had looked at him.

"But ma'am, we're coming first." Raga protested.

"What's the good news coming first? Who are you, family?" The nurse asked a question that Raga was difficult to answer.

The nurse really did not care, leaving Raga and Nabila just like that.

Flinching with a heartache. Raga tried to intercept another nurse and pleaded for help.

"Wait for the ICU room to be empty, yes, your sister will be checked."

"But, ma'am, my sister is already very pale, please check now." He begged with teary eyes. Why does no one glorify people like him.

"Would you wait or not?! If you can't wait, just take your sister to another clinic!"

Pupus is Raga's hope in the nurse he judged good, it was not much different from the previous one.

There was no choice, Raga took Nabila to sit in the waiting chair outside the clinic. He was kicked out, probably because of his dirty appearance and unpleasant body odor made the family of the patients uncomfortable.

Outside the room, Raga looked up. Both of her cheeks were wet with tears. "Lord, show your kindness. Help us."

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After almost two hours, Raga was finally called to fill out the registration form and Nabila started to enter the examination room.

A little relieved because the clinic tolerates payment. It does not matter if after this he has to struggle hard to find rupiah, the most important thing is that his sister has been treated.

But the relief did not last long, when doctors gave him bad news. "You're late to bring your sister in for treatment. His condition is already very bad. We leave it to God."

Raga's body is squeezing. All the bones were forcefully removed from his body. There is nothing deeper than to find the bad news.

'Give healing to my brother, Lord. Anything can happen by your will. Your destiny is greater than the doctor's prediction.'

Until ....

That night Raga stayed at the clinic. Until the time of dawn he had no food supply. Miris, several clinic officials and the families of patients who were eating food none of them just offered food. Even from them throwing condescending gazes.

Raga sighed and continued on towards the mushola that was outside the clinic building. In addition to taking ablution, he also swallowed a few sips of raw water to drain his throat in lieu of food.

The morning welcomes, Raga bids farewell to the nurse if she has to leave for a while to make money. He will then return to pick up his sister. The nurse nodded, agreeing.

"Today I promise to bring back the robe and veil you liked yesterday. Brother will also buy you rice wrap with meat side dishes. Your dear brother, Dek, I'm cured, so we can pray ied together. Welcoming victory day together. Later after we pilgrimage to the tomb of Amak and Bapak, Brother will invite you to play to the house of Amir, Hendri and other sister friends. On the day of Lebaran they must be a lot of cake, you can eat the cake as much. There's gotta be your favorite astor." Raga whispered softly beside Nabila's ear. Several times his palm rubbed his cheek that was wet with tears. It is heartless to leave Nabila in the clinic alone, he wants to look after and always wait for his sister. But he could not miss his last chance to find rupiah, even for the sake of his sister.

"So, I'm staying first, yeah."

"Be careful, Brother, if you love Brother." In his helplessness, Nabila commented a smile.

Somehow seeing his sister's smile, Raga's heart just feels bitter. It was as if that smile of peace would not last long.