Memorization of the Qur'An for Afra
CHAPTER 45: THE HOSPITAL

"Astagfirullah, something's wrong! Hurry up, let's hurry!"

"Hoi, accident! Girls!"

"Yes Allah ...."

"Innalillahi wainnailahi rajiun ...."

Human voices clutching each other by the side of the road with facial expressions of shock. And the riders immediately stopped the vehicle and ran towards the center of the crash object. Curious humans began to swarm the victims, but they only stood up and none of them dared to touch the victims of the accident.

WHY ARE THOSE HUMANS ONLY SPECTATORS WHEN THE VICTIM IS DYING?!

Two meters away from the motor that had been damaged from colliding with the car, there was a girl who was lying weakly on the asphalt between conscious and not, but her lips continued to move with her eyes tightly clenched. The girl was half conscious and she was none other than Afraza Humairah.

"Z - Ziran ..," He was still in that state. Now Afra tried to stretch her fingers into the air, but fell because she was very weak.

Afra didn't know what happened to her. He felt no pain all over his body, only weak.more than that his heart wound was more painful.

"You are human or not! Why stand up? Please, girl, she's dying!" A nearly even 70-year-old elderly woman sits in a wheelchair cursing at a human who is still engrossed in watching victims.

That happens in indonesia.

All awaken from unconsciousness and some begin to retreat not wanting to interfere. Make room for who wants to help the poor girl.

"Why are you so stupid? Call the hospital to get an ambulance as soon as possible!" If only grandma was young, she would have intervened instead of relying on the many useless humans seeking help.

The girl is dying!

"Hey, you go please there!"

"hhh, you're all! I'm scared."

Two tall mothers, one with wavy hair and the other with short straight hair, shrugged their shoulders to help the girl.

The citttt!

A young man who owned a white car that had driven directly brake suddenly his vehicle. For a moment he looked around at the many people who were crowding in one of the places with their noisy voices attracting the young man's attention. I don't know why the curiosity came up.

"What's so many?"

The young man decided to get down from the vehicle and ran small towards it. However, while running accidentally his eyes saw a broken white scoopy motor that was very familiar.

I-it's a motor .., Ah, it's impossible. Such a motor is not just one in the world. Many Bika! Well, she is Abika, the adventurous friend of Afra.

Deg

He was right standing behind the two women who were blocking his sight looking clearly ahead. Once again Bika broke through got the first row. And it was clear what was in front of him, answered already the anxiety of his heart that suddenly came.

His anger and anger became one. Bika squirms beside Afra with a cold hot body. His hands shivered coldly when he was about to touch the face of Afra who was drenched in blood, but he was still conscious and immediately brushed away his hands.

"Af-Afra? K--you can hear me?" Bika shook Afra's shoulder blade. There's no advice, Bika is getting anxious.

"Hey, hey .., answer me!" afra's two shoulders were shaken slowly, there was no response.

The third time Bika wanted to talk back, Afra moved her fingers with a frowning face.

"Z-Ziranis? Is that you?"

Despite the fact that she was sick by Ziran, Bika tried to pay attention to her ears. In essence, he was happy to still be able to hear the girl's voice. His breath was relieved.

"Help me take my friend to the car! He needs immediate medical help!" Bika shouted with emotion.

People began to approach carrying Afra's body into the young man's car. Bika takes Afra to the hospital with an erratic feeling. Riding the car a little faster, he did not want Afra why-why if until he was late.

"Afra hold! You can hurt me with the harsh reality if you're married. But you can't go! Can't!" Bika glanced at Afra who was lying in the middle seat through the rearview mirror with reddened eyes. He wanted to cry, but again he had to control himself.

Arriving at the hospital, Bika shouted calling the nurse like a frustrated person. Before long, two female nurses came pushing the gurney towards Bika's car.

Afra's body was lifted because the bika carried it to be moved to the top of the gurney. Bika also helped push the place to the ICU room.

When Bika will come in,

"Sorry, sir, please wait outside" said one of the nurses who brought Afra into the room.

"Good, Sus. Please do your best for my friend, save him!" Bika's message before the nurse closes the door to the ICU room.

Bika realizes that Afra's phone is on her. He took it out of his pants pocket.

"Thank God it's not in the key. I have to tell one of his family."

After scrolling through several contact numbers on the phone, Ziran's name was the most in his memory. Bika does not want to be selfish, she calls the husband of her first love.

- To Be Continue