My Killer Lecturer's
Looking at Citra

The jaws of Fatwa look hardened after hearing my wish. “Don't be crazy, Res! Why did you see him again?” asked Fatwa who felt inexhaustible with my sudden desire.

“Enak! Res is not crazy, yes!” my grumbling was upset by the original Fatwa utterance.

“Yes anyways, your request is weird. Yes, come home!” take Fatwa to pull my hand.

Still in silent mode, I followed the Fatwa's call. Arriving outside the office, I let go of Fatwa's hand and went to the headmaster's room to ask for permission to go home early.

Fatwa waited faithfully in front of her car, until shortly after, I approached her. Upon arrival there, Fatwa still faithfully opened the car door for me, even though I kept it quiet. Fatwa's breath sounded heavy, as she drove the vehicle in silence.

“Alright, tomorrow we will visit Citra in the hospital,” said Fatwa broke the silence.

Instantly I glanced at him with sparkling eyes. “Really?” my many.

“Hmm,” reply Fatwa.

“Still!” Being pleased, I subconsciously embraced the shoulders of Fatwa.

Fatwa was quite surprised to find my attitude. A second later we looked at. Until finally, I cut my gaze because I realized my silliness that suddenly embraced Fatwa.

“Sorry,” I said.

Fatwa smile. “It's okay.”

After all, it was only awkwardness that accompanied our trip until we got home. I offered Fatwa to stop by. However, apparently he was still exhausted because once he arrived at the airport he immediately picked me up. Finally, Fatwa came home.

“That's it, my Fatwa son who brought you home, Brother?” ask my mom as soon as I enter the house.

“Iya, Ma,” I replied.

“Kok, don't log in first?” Mama asked back.

“He said he wanted to rest. You see, he just came home from Makassar,” I said.

“Oh, is that it? Is Fatwa good, brother? Ampe bela-belain pick you up, even though you just came home from outside the city,” praise mom.

I just rolled my eyes when I heard the compliment to the man popping from my lips. Hmm, all the guys must have been said to be good when she drove me home. Ah, mama .. mama …

“Ya already, Ma. Go to the room first, yeah. Mo shower. Sultry!” pamitku to mama.

“OK! Take a clean shower, brother! Let cepet get a mate,” ledek my mama.

“Yeayy, what's the connection?” grunting's upset.

I began to climb the stairs one by one with a feeling of being coxed. It's always like this, mate. No other words what?

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“Ma, I can ask permission to visit Citra, no?” ask me when we have dinner.

“Ish, why is Big Brother looking at him?” rayya looked upset.

“Hus, can't do that, Dek!” reply mom. “Indeed, Image why, Brother?” My mom asked me.

“He's in the hospital, Ma,” I replied.

“Partner pain?” Mama asked back.

I nodded in response to Mama's question.

“What pain, Brother?” ask mama again.

“Mama why, kepo? Let him mo what pain, cake. It's called karma!” rayya's snort looks upset.

Hmm, Rayya may also feel upset because the topic of our discussion at the dinner table is discussing Citra, which incidentally is a friend who has hurt me.

“Ray, can't be like darling, not good,” scold mama reminded Rayya.

Rayya who got a reprimand from mama just pursed her lips.

“Partner why, Brother?” My mom was curious because I hadn't answered her question.

“Pregnant image, Ma. She was pregnant with Yudhis's son. And, it seems that Yudhis is not taking responsibility. Therefore, Citra tried to end her life,” I replied.

“See!” yelled Rayya, “That god never sleeps. Don't mess with people's feelings. That, tuh .. Rayya said also what. That's his karma for a temen who pierced from behind!” said Rayya in flames. It seems like Rayya still harbors resentment towards Citra.

“Adekk!!” yelled at me and my mom together.

“Iya-iya,” Rayya's murmur looks annoyed.

“Yes already, just look, Brother. There is no harm in doing good. After all, when we do good to others, then the kindness will come back to us,” advice Mama.

“Iya, Ma,” I replied.

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The next day, escorted by Fatwa, after school I went to Medica Centre hospital to visit Citra. The Fatwa seems silent, because it still disagrees with what I am doing today. As for me, I was still silent because I was confused as to what I should say if later I had met Citra.

An hour after the trip, we arrived at the hospital.

“Come down and wait for me in the lobby. I'm about to park the car first,” Fatwa command.

I'm nodding. A moment later, I opened the car door and got out. Shortly after I disembarked, Fatwa drove back to the hospital parking lot. I went inside and waited for him in the hospital lobby. I immediately landed my ass on the couch. Then pick up a teen magazine located on the table.

A few minutes later, the Fatwa arrived in front of me. “Aready?” tanyakanya.

I looked up, then nodded my head. Then I stood up and approached Fatwa.

“What space?” ask Fatwa again.

“By room number 101,” I replied.

“Before a while, I asked the receptionist first,” Fatwa said.

I'm nodding. However, just as the Fatwa was about to step foot, suddenly a sound of someone calling out to me from the direction of the elevator.

“Kak Chi!” zein shouted half-run towards us. “What Brother wants to visit Citra?” asked Zein again as soon as it arrived before me.

I nodded in response to Zein's question.

“Ah, thank goodness. Come on, I'm interminable!” said Zein.

I'm nodding. Finally, Fatwa and I followed Zein from behind. Arriving at the elevator gate, Zein immediately pressed the button. The elevator opened and we entered. After a few minutes, we arrived at the third floor.

“I'm so glad you want to take the time to see the state of Citra,” Zein said breaking the silence.

“How is it now?” my question, pleasantries.

“Not so good, Brother. Last night Citra was hysterical again,” Zein replied.

“Histeris?” my many.

“Iya. Since waking up, Citra often daydreams. Suddenly she screamed hysterically. Sometimes, she cries without a sound.” Zein explains the condition of the image.

I was shocked to hear Zein say. Is that the condition of Citra?

Zein opened the door of the living room. He then opened the door to the number 101.

“Please enter, Brother! Sorry, dark. The image that asked me to close the curtains,” Zein whispered to us.

I'm nodding. Not wanting to disturb the sleeping image, we walked slowly closer to the bed.

I was quite surprised to see the condition of the extremely thin Image. His stomach is starting to look a little swollen. I don't know how many months of age. His face was pale, like it wasn't the image I knew.

“Kak Chi! I'm sorry .. Please forgive my mistake. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry...!”

I was so shocked to hear the voice of such a heartbreaking Image. I thought Citra was awake, but apparently she was just delirious.

“That's what he always says whenever he's delirious, brother. Therefore, I asked Big Brother to visit him. Actually, what is the mistake of Citra on Sister to get carried away with such a dream?” ask Zein.

“The error has greatly exceeded the limit.”

Seriate