
"Why are you, Nel?" Arga was curious.
"Mas Arga," said Nella.
Nella grabs Arga's hand then gently pets it.
"It's best to see Mas's health check to the Doctor immediately" Nella continued with her lips shaking violently. That clear circle was still dripping on both corners of his eyes.
"Huh? Health check?" Arga chuckled softly. "Why should I check my health? All this time I was fine, what should I worry about? Don't make it up, Nel."
Nella shook her head again. "That's not what I mean, Mum."
"Trus?" Arga started to look upset.
"Mas Arga, I'm HIV positive."
"What?!" Arga suddenly released Nella's hand and then moved a few meters away from the woman.
"Don't joke around, Nel! It's really not funny, you know!" angrily Arga while rubbing her face violently.
Nella is sobbing. "I'm not kidding, Mom. I'm serious!"
"When, Nella? Since when?!" An irritated Arga shouted at Nella while shaking her body violently.
"Since a few months ago," said Nella, still sobbing.
"Since a few months ago and you have deliberately allowed me to constantly touch you! You were on purpose, right?!" Arga is panicking.
"I'm sorry, Mom."
"I'm sorry you said, huh? Sorry!" Arga grabbed Nella's pillow and threw it hard on her face.
"After you deliberately transmitted that disgusting disease to me, now you say sorry! Damn you!"
Arga lifted his hand into the air and was stuck there. He abandoned his intention to beat the woman that night after seeing the pale face of Nella who was caving to him.
"Basasic woman mur*han!" as Arga spit to the side.
"I'm sorry, Mom!"
"Until death I will never forgive you, Nella! It will never!"
"Damn it! Is it possible that I also contracted the deadly disease? Ah, I hope not!" muttered Arga while approaching her car parked in the yard of Nella's house.
Before entering his car, Arga had met with several neighbors Nella who were still sitting and gathered on the porch of their house. Again they started to whisper, just like before while looking at Arga with a strange look.
"Do you guys look around?" Arga who had been consumed by emotions, greeted them with a slightly rude speech.
"Heh, Sir! Check your health before dating that woman. Everyone here already knew what that woman was like. If people stay away from him, uh you even deliberately approach him. Wanted to die fast, huh?" ketus one of the mothers.
Arga snorted in annoyance while clenching his hands perfectly. He who was unable to resist his regret, immediately got into his car and then drove it at a fairly high speed.
"Damn it! You fucking jal*ng!" shouted Arga with a furious face while hitting the steering wheel of his car.
Arga's frustration peaked and eventually the man sobbed in the car.
"What should I do now? Should I check my condition right now with the doctor? Then, what if it's true? I definitely won't be able to take it. It's all because of that damn jal*ng!" arga's curse in between her sobs.
Arga, who is still emotional, now squeezes the car horn so that the truck that is right in front of him immediately gives way for him. The driver of the truck carrying the building goods was upset and gave a little way for Arga to overtake him.
Arga stepped on the gas even deeper and drove his car at high speed to overtake the truck. However, without him knowing right in front of him a minibus speeding in the opposite direction.
Arga gasped in shock and reflexes slammed the steering wheel to the left until finally the accident was inevitable. The truck, which was still driving in the back, hit the body of Arga's car hard enough then dragged it up to several meters before the driver stopped the speed of his car.
While the minibus that drove in front of Arga, also rolled and hit the shoulder of the road. Just like Arga, the minibus driver was surprised and tried to avoid the collision by slamming the steering wheel.
Brakk!!!
"Aakhhhh!"
Meanwhile.
Prankk! The glass held by Mona suddenly fell to the floor and broke. Luckily, the glass didn't hit his leg.
"Geez, what is this hunch? Why is my chest pounding so hard" Mona muttered as she held onto her chest.
He crouched down and grabbed a piece of glass large enough to be removed. While small fragments, he cleaned using a broom.
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