
Prankk's...
"Astagfirullah"
Anista surprised himself with the glass that was accidentally dropped. Anista was taking a drink and accidentally dropped the glass.
Anista crouched down and wanted to clean up the broken glass, but her finger was instead exposed to the glass.
Anista stared at the blood dripping from his index finger. It felt bad, as if something was going to happen.
What happened to Nist? Why is Nist feeling bad. Oh God, I hope nothing.
"Oh my goodness, what is Miss doing? Is Miss hurt? Already let me just clean this up" a waiter came and immediately took a broom and pengki to clean the glass fragments earlier.
"Yaudah, please help clean up Tea. I want to do this first" Anista said with a friendly smile as usual
The waiter nodded "Yes Miss"
Anista passed taking the medicine box, taking the plaster and immediately dressing his wound with the clear plaster.
Anista held onto her chest, her heart felt bad. Naughty, scared, nervous. Anista sensed it all, and she didn't know why or why.
What's the matter? Why am I feeling so bad. Aah come on, I better go back to the room and sleep. Tomorrow should be ready early in the morning to go stydy tour with the kids.
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Anista got out of the car with Safira. Evan also came down and waited for his mother to come.
A tourist bus from Evan's school had just arrived and teachers immediately told his students and parents to gather in the front yard of the entrance gate to the zoo's tourist area.
After briefing all students and parents. Finally they can all enter the zoo area after paying a ticket first.
Anista kept an eye on Evan and Sapphira who were looking at the various types of animals that were protected. The teachers also explained some things about the animals that the students saw.
Anista led Sapphira to follow the group of students wearing sports uniforms from their school. Everything looks the same so it will be a little difficult to find one student.
Anista and the other parents followed their children who were being mentored by their teacher. Anista smiled as she looked at Evan several times answering the teacher's questions.
"Hi Miss, did you also drop off your sister?" Ask a beautiful woman with a gelamor look and all the luxury that approached Anista.
Anista smiled kindly "I'm dropping off my son, Madam"
The beautiful woman looked surprised, seen from her wide open mouth and then covered by her hand.
"Are you kidding me? You look so young" She shook her head in disbelief at what Anista said "I think you're still in school and driving your sister"
Anista chuckles funny "I already have two children, Madam"
The more surprised the woman, she looked at the toddler who was in the arms of Anista. Girls who look adorable with hair tied in two.
"Geez, I was really shocked by you. So, who's your son who goes to school here?"
"Hervanio Walton" Anista replied smilingly
"Oh my god, are you the wife of Yudha Abimana Walton" the woman looked even more surprised than before.
Anista just nodded and smiled. It turns out Mas Yudha is famous in some circles huh.
"I should feel familiar with your face, even though I did not come to your wedding. I've seen it on television"
Anista nodded in understanding "Yes already Madam, then excuse me first"
"Greetings yes, Mrs Walton"
Anista carried Sapphira and soon followed Evan's entourage who still saw some other animals.
After lunch at a restaurant opposite the zoo. This tour group decided to go straight home. Especially when you see some children who are tired.
"Sister, take care of her sister Mommy wants to pay first" Anista told Evan
After paying for her food, Anista led the two to cross the road. Suddenly, many children were running around flying so slightly that the focus of Anista.
Anista was surprised when the grip of his hand on the hands of his children was released when many children and also parents who pushed each other pushed as if impatient to go up to the tourism bus.
"Fira, Evan" cried Anista while searching for the whereabouts of her child
"Motheraa, Evan's here"
Anista heaved a sigh of relief when she saw her eldest son had been near their car. However, the breath of relief was immediately choked when he heard the sound of a loud bang followed by the cries of the people.
Brakkk...
Time seemed to be at a standstill, the sound of a frenzied voice that he had just heard seemed to disappear and only saw busy people running around. Anista turned towards everyone running.
Deg Deg Deg
"No... Sapphira...." Shouted Anista hysterically
Anista ran over to the girl lying helpless in the middle of the road.
Blood flowed from his head and nose, Anista gathered beside his son. Clutching his head tightly with a broken cry.
Anista looked up and stared at the people surrounding them.
At once he saw someone back in the car that hit Safira. The car immediately turned around and speeded away from the scene.
"Woy. Don't run away"
Shouts of people saw the car that hit Safira speeding so fast that it did not care for some people who were there who were also almost hit by him.
"Please, please bring my child" Anista said in a raucous voice
"Come Miss, we must immediately take Miss Fira to the hospital" said Driver Anista
The driver who escorted them immediately ran towards Anista after that he had gone to the toilet for a while and when he returned this incident had happened.
Anista immediately held Safira with increasingly heavy cries. Get in the car and see a crying Evan in the front seat. Looks like Mr. Driver has told Evan to get in the car and wait for him there.
"Mother is like Fira.. Hicks.hiks.."
"Mother doesn't know, son, I hope Fira is okay. You pray yes let your sister be fine" Anista said
This is the answer from my vision last night. Oh God, heal your son. Hopefully Fira is okay.
Anista continued to recite her prayers as speeding cars broke down the city streets. Anista was incessantly crying as she looked at Safira and kept calling her son's name.
Oh, my God, heal Evan's sister. Do'a the boy in his heart.
Do not let Daddy scold Mother for this. Heal Sapphira O Allah, Evan does not want Daddy to be angry at Mother.
Evan grew sobbing as he felt extremely afraid of what he thought to himself.
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