Loving the Mafia
Like Corpses
Cazim rubbed his face violently. He stopped a passing pick-up car.
"Please help me, my wife needs to be taken to the hospital." Cazim pointed at Chesy.
The man driving the pick-up with the back of the car open nodded. "All right! But behind there's stuff."
Cazim looked happy, he then limped to step closer to Chesy.
The kernet pick up also helped Cazim lift Chesy and was placed into the rear tub according to the driver's orders.
"Hospital!" pinta Cazim is directly approved by the driver.
"Eh, that one didn't follow, Bang?" the chauffeur stared at Dusk, the girl standing glued to the side of the road, completely motionless and in no mood to climb into the car tub.
"Senja, get on!" cazim was half upset. Chesy is in need of immediate help but Dusk slows down time.
Dusk shook. Then turn around, walk away from the car with limp legs and stumble.
"Hey, what are you doing! Quick ride!" cazim was getting upset.
Hearing Cazim's anger, Dusk stopped. Then turn around, step closer to the car. His hand was pulled and assisted by Cazim going up to the back tub.
The car is speeding up in the rain.
The three passengers in the back were seated narrowly between the piled goods covered in tarps.
Cazim placed Chesy's head on his lap so that it would not stumble. Chesy's position was half sitting on the man's lap.
While Dusk sat in a position a little far away, in the corner of the tub, hugging both legs folded with a moody face. He was saddened to be blamed by Cazim. All because Cazim was worried about Chesy.
No conversation throughout the trip. Everything was silent until we reached the hospital. Chesy was immediately treated by a doctor in the ER.
While Cazim and Dusk were in one room being treated by the sisters. Their wounds were cleaned and bandaged.
Cazim lay on a small bed, bordering the green curtain with Dusk next to him.
"What is my wife, Sus?" ask Cazim.
"Considered by a doctor in the ER. I hope nothing bad happens, sir."
"It's done. My feet need treatment. So after this will be taken to the ward," said the nurse.
"Mr? Do you think I'm too old?" ask Cazim annoyed.
"Oh, still young. I mean Mas." Sister smile.
"What age do you think my face is?"
"M. twenty-five years."
"That young? Thank you for your wrong guess. Here are tips for you." Cazim gave money to the sisters. She was almost three-headed and the sister thought she was twenty-five. So the nurse needs to be given tips for her attitude.
"Thank you, Mom." Sister goes.
Cazim heard the sister talk on the next bed. He could not see the position next to it because it was limited to the curtains. The bed was filled by Dusk.
"The wound's been sewn. There are no serious injuries. Ma'am can go home after this," said Sister then stepped away leaving Dusk.
"Can you go home?" ask Cazim.
Dusk did not answer.
Cazim sat down and let his legs dangle down. He opened the curtain with a single pull quite strongly.
"Senja, I'm talking to you!" Cazim looked at Dusk lying on the bed.
The girl then turned her back to tilt, turning her back to Cazim.
"You won't respond to me?" ask Cazim.
The twilight is still. Then there was the sound of sobs accompanied by the sound of snot pulling.
"You angry?"
Seriate