Marriage is Because of Trust
In the middle of road part 2

The sound of noise was also heard filling the night air. It's unusual for solar to run out of it. Ilker continued to hear voices from all truck users. The horn also sounded very long. However, he continued to drive the car until he reached the front gate of the gas station.

Ilker looked at the outside of the car with the glass still slightly open. Suddenly both eyeballs lead to a writing plastered on the notice board "Solar Out."

Not to mention Alen who was saturated wrestling with the smoke of the vehicle that spouted the smell right towards his face. Making him even more annoyed and immediately broke through the slightly tenuous path.

Another with Pevin who had been in Yilzid's house for too long. "Yil! Then I'll go home first, yeah!" pevin walked up to the woman who closed the window.

"Tonight there's a party. Don't you want to come?" Yilzid asked when he saw a message coming in with an invitation paper into the phone. "They invited me. I can't possibly not be there and I can't go alone, Pev" he continued. Walk towards the woman who wants to return.

Pevin took a breath and was worried. "To be present in that leaps and bounds. Need nice clothes" Pevin said.

"What if you don't have clothes?" ask Yilzid. "Pevs! We've been friends for a long time. If you don't have clothes. I can buy you a nice shirt" Yilzid stared affectionately.

"OKAY. All righty! You used to take me every time you wanted to attend a party" Pevin said.

The woman called Burcu on her cell phone. "Burcu! Please buy clothes on my subscription boutique. Say those clothes for me!" yilzid's word was firm from behind the phone.

"Well Miss," Burcu replied from behind a disconnected phone.

Burcu, who was happy when he heard a voice from behind the phone, said that the woman he was looking for was the one who called. He walked out, following the orders of the woman. Take the key and get the car out.

"Sir! Please open the fence!" tell Burcu to the guard.

The guard immediately ran open the high and minimalist fence. Burcu hasn't been out for a long time. However, tonight he returned to driving a car even though it was just picking up a shirt.

Serobot-Serobot increasingly occur among other riders. They no longer care about the safety of others now the most important thing for them is to immediately return home.

"If, I knew this whole thing. I won't waste my time" Alen said softly to himself. Look at the people who are attacking.

Braugh!

"Yeahaaagh!" A loud scream was heard breaking the noise.

The people who were in that place were immediately shocked. "Woy! Woy! Woy! Someone got hit!" shouted a man running.

"Who hit him and who hit him?" ask one of the panicked men. Lowering the motorcycle.

The hitter looked confused and scared. He got off the motorcycle and walked over to the person he hit.

"Mom! Forgive me! I didn't mean it" he said, clutching both hands in the air. Dropping his body crouched down beside Alen.

Those who huddled were busy helping Alen, making the road even more jammed. Alen's body half-stricken by his motorcycle was unable to move. He only showed his condition with the gaze of both eyes.

"Mom! Is it okay?" ask one of the riders. Establish a motorcycle.

"aaagh! My body hurts so much" Alen groaned inwardly as he was about to shift after the motorcycle had moved away. The crush shocked Alen.

One of them called an ambulance. "It happened on Rph Street" he said.

Alen's condition now seems weak. He could not position his body properly. Wailing to endure the pain in the heart.

"Someone! Can you guys help me?" ask Alen.

"Mom, no need to worry. We will help Mama. An ambulance is coming soon.

"What?" Alen was shocked and both eyes immediately widened. "Amblance?" ask in your heart.

An ambulance sounded as if it was close to the crowd.

"Excuse me!" said one of the men wearing medical clothes who came down carrying a stretcher.

Alen resigned immediately. He never liked the smell of the hospital, let alone having to enter it. Now he cannot avoid it because his condition has worsened. For this time, surrender was better than rebelling, given his frail condition.

From afar, unannounced, a policeman was heading towards them. Alen's pale face grew panicked.

"Sorry! Why is there so much crowd in this place?" ask the policeman who is setting up a jammed road.

"So there was a stampede, sir," replied one of them.

"Treidget? Stuck with what? Who's been grazed? A boy or a girl?" ask the policeman while slipping from the crowded crowd.

Alen who had fallen asleep on the stretcher just remained silent and looked at the darkening sky. It was as if he had never experienced anything that the police were worried about.

"Where are they now?" ask the police.

The stretcher had to be placed next to the ambulance . Alen who is silent continues to pray in the heart, in order to get the miracle of the circumstances that will benefit the lucky and detrimental to the losers.

"Yes, God, I hope the cop doesn't find my motorcycle that's scuffed. And neither did he find me, either" he asked inwardly, closing his eyes mingled with misgivings.

The police did not give up. He continued searching until finally, finding a motorcycle that was lying on the side of the road.

"Where is the owner of this motorcycle?" ask the police, check the whole body of the motorcycle. The policeman was holding the body of the vehicle that looked scuffed, like a fall.

Alen's blood dropped down instantly. When I heard the police ask. "Apes, man! I had to deal with the policeman" he screamed in his heart as he waited for the driver who was already standing with the man dressed in chocolate.

The two male nurses stood guard covering a bit of the stretcher. Be patient waiting for the driver who had a serious conversation with a man dressed in chocolate.

"Sir! Why hasn't the ambulance left yet?" alen asked tilting his body on the stretcher.

"Mom! Actually, it can't be that easy. The police must also know that this is really pure semblance" said one of the men.

"The hospital can't do anything without the police" one of his friends continued.

Alen's heart stopped. Instantly his face turned anxious, facing two problems at once, the hospital and the police station.

"Why in times of wanting to do good? This has to happen?" alen asked in his heart. "It can be delayed all because of this incident!" regrettable.

The driver had left the man in the brown shirt standing among the crowd one by one.

"Is this motorcycle yours?" ask police. Standing in front of Alen.

"L-yes, sir," Alen replied stammered. Fear and worry is what he feels. By the time both eyes saw the nurses had shifted from him.

The man in the coat. "This bike we have to hold. And we're taking it as evidence. Tomorrow! If your condition has improved. Please come to the office!" said the man wearing the green vest.

Alen who grumbled in his heart. Smiling covered everything. "Good Sir." Nodding slowly. Looking at the nurse who was in charge of lifting him into the car.

The sound of ambulance also made the road instantly a little tenuous. The crowd of people who protested was increasingly disturbed due to the screeching sound that was bright red lights speeding up. Added police who helped arrange the road gave little room for ambulance.

On the other corner of the street, Ilker sees an orphanage when his car stops, waiting for an empty road to find another road that is not jammed. As he remembered, Dhyia was from there. Turning the car into the gas station and then driving the car fast.

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