Marry Me, Brother!
Chapter 54

Dinda did lead a pretty tough life after leaving the capital and disappearing from her best friend. Then not if he would be better his life can be guaranteed and will not be such distress again. But that was Dinda's choice. He had already decided not to deal with the rich anymore. Even though he lives a life full of shortcomings, it is better than having a debt of gratitude to others.

It's late, Dinda's still trying to scavenge the windfall. He was very aware that at night this seems to a girl very vulnerable but he tried to be careful. Dinda put her bike up at her usual place waiting for orders. Along with his other professional friends, they are good not to oppress Dinda who is new here.

Dinda's phone reads an order entered into his account, he also said goodbye to his friends to pick up customers. The girl was dressed and stylish like a man, wearing a mask that covered her face. The common man will not realize that he is actually a woman. Yes it is all for the sake of protecting themselves those who intend evil to him.

Arriving at his destination, Dinda looked around but there was no one. The place was very quiet and the homes of most residents were dark, a sign that the owner had fallen asleep. Long Dinda waited, her nape felt cold. He had tried calling and texting the man but there was no reply.

'It is brazen to make this fictitious order. Do they not know that we the ojol are very hopeful when our phones ring. They're playing us.' Dinda was upset but couldn't do anything. He doesn't know who's been working on him. After tired of waiting for the girl decided to go at once home because it was very late.

The night was so cold that it pierced through the thick jacket that Dinda used. He even shivered while riding his motorcycle. There are no stars in the sky, only darkness and wind. The smell of rain, yes Dinda can smell it. As a person who already knows enough of the streets he understands that soon it will rain. He rushed, adding speed. Luckily the streets were slow so Dinda could speed.

"Don't rain first, wait for me to get home" he hoped to nature and the creator. Hope the rain water does not fall immediately, can be more cold body. And he was worried that he would get sick, if he got sick it would be very bad. No one is looking for food, he and his father want to eat what.

Arriving at the alley of his home complex. Dinda slightly reduced the speed as many policemen were sleeping on the streets. Just five meters away there's another sleeping cop. It is true that, there are many children who have passed and the police sleep it is very helpful so that the riders do not speed arbitrarily.

Until the last police officer sleeps, Dinda turns her motorbike into a small alley where her house is located.

"Finally until it does, thankfully it hasn't rained yet" murmured Dinda while giving thanks.

"Sir .. I bring the father's favorite dignity," cried Dinda while carrying a bag of crackles containing a box of dignity that he had bought. He went straight to the place where his father usually was. In the bed outside the room. He saw his father sleeping. "Sir, wake up yuk. We eat martabak together." Dinda tried to wake his Father but after he clapped but his Father had no movement at all.

"Sir .. mr. .. Wake up sir!!

Dinda screamed, shaking her father's body but there was absolutely no movement. Dinda checked her pulse and her breathing. Dinda found that Father was still alive, despite his weak pulse and shortness of breath.

Dinda asked aboutga who had an angkot at her house to take her father to the nearest hospital.

"Hold sir. Don't leave me alone sir. I just have a father. Hicks..." Dinda held her father's head, her body laid under the carpet. Dinda kept crying, it was only natural. The father is the only family he has. There were actual brothers but they never cared about Dinda and her father.

Arrive at the hospital. The father was taken to the ER. Dinda waited outside so as not to disturb the doctor at work. Angkot and the driver have gone home. They don't even accept a dime he said for condolences. Even though his father is still alive.

The doctor who treated the father is out. Dinda approached him immediately.

"How is my father Doc. He's fine" asked Dinda.