MY LOVELY, SAHARA

MY LOVELY, SAHARA
36. There's always


Although not able to help the Sahara directly, at least Cakra can directly ask for help from Mama and Papa. Because to contact Om Sagara, Cakra does not have his mobile number.


"Sir! Why weh?" The one-room Rival with Cakra realizes the look on his best friend's face. Cakra let out a long sigh, he stared at Rival for a moment.


"Sahara accident, Sonia contacted me," he said.


"Sonia?" Rival Reset.


"Hm, and I think this has something to do with Sonia, or Baron cs. Even though they haven't acted in a long time, but I'm sure they're looking for an opportunity because we don't exist."


"Can it be, how is the Sahara going?" Rival asked as he put his clothes into the bag. Tomorrow they will travel back to Jakarta.


"Not yet, but I've tried to call nyokap. Kali can help you figure out how the Sahara is doing."


Rival patted his best friend's shoulder gently, "good luck, hopefully Sahara is okay!"


***


Sahara blinked her eyes, the first sight she saw was an all-white room with a distinctive aroma of medicine. Sahara can already guess that let alone her hand feels pain when lifted, an infusion hose is also attached to her hand making the girl difficult to move.


Chequek...


A grown man enters with a newly arrived Kinanti, they have just met outside and Kinanti as one of the Sahara's relatives while waiting for her husband to go to Sagara's residence.


"Darling..." Kinanti approached, while the Sahara immediately glazed over.


"Tante," he quietly endured the pain all over his body.


"I've checked the cctv on the spot, but since the shophouse is empty and the cctv is pointing straight so sorry... I can't find any evidence that your friends are the cause."


"Darling, you're okay, right? Where are the wounds!" Kinanti who had been busy researching every inch of the Sahara's body voiced.


"No Auntie, Auntie knows I'm being treated. I just want to call papa can not," complained Sahara. Kinanti rubbed Sahara's hands gently, then smiled warmly.


"Cakra who ngabarin aunty, Om Lendra had also been to your papa's house. You already had to go to the office he said there was nothing," explained Kinanti made the Sahara touched.


Even when far apart Cakra is still very concerned with him, and always there.


***


"Sir, Mr. Sagara." screeched art who was surprised to see Sagara unconscious high when going up the stairs. This morning, because it felt bad to give up all the work on his secretary and choose to go home for a short break. However, unexpectedly Sagara even collapsed and made a scene throughout the house. Art and security took him to a nearby hospital.


Lendra had just arrived at the Sagara residence, but seeing the magnificent house was deserted uninhabited, making him choose to return to the hospital immediately maybe the Sahara situation improved. However, having just parked the car and walking towards the lobby, he was surprised by Sagara's house security guard who recognized his face.


"Sir Lendra.." call him.


"Yes, Sir? Who's here, who's sick?" ask Lendra, or maybe Sagara security guards already know that Sahara is being treated here.


"That, Sir... Mr Sagara!"


"Nganter Mr Sagara huh? Sagara sir has come?" ask Lendra impatiently.


"Sagara's father had a heart attack" said the guard. For a second, Lendra was silent before the security guard again looked up and pleaded, "please let Sahara know if the papa is in the hospital, sir!" begingly.


Lendra is silent in place, he is confused to tell Sahara first or Sagara used to remember both are equally in care.