
I looked at the thing that azra and gusti showed me. It was like a bone. but the tip was very pointed to match the needle.Where was something like this stuck in my chest ? my hands shook holding the thing.full of gratitude to God, I was still protected.it did not penetrate my heart.
"thank you once again you brought me to the hospital ra" I cried.
"sister. I told you, brother's service to us is unrequited.so what I'm doing now is nothing" he touched my shaky shoulder. I inhaled the air until it filled the respiratory cavity and threw it away slowly.with him I also explained my tears were very tight chest.
tonight it was just the two of us with the azra who stayed in this inpatient room.justi pamit because there was a little problem in his place of business. he has a seafood restaurant that is quite famous and from there he also obtained fantastic rupiah coffers.
that's what I feel right now.just a soft snoring that belongs to Azra who was asleep on the sofa not far from my cage.I tried to close my eyes, slowly.. my consciousness began to drift away, but somehow now it feels like there is a burden of thousands of tons that are squeezing my body. let alone to move, just screaming for help even I feel no power, crowded, because my chest could not get enough air intake squeezed by that very heavy burden, my eyes widened, but I did not see anything that was now overstimulating my body. my hand tried to reach out to anything to make a sound so that Azra would wake up and help me. there was nothing I could reach until my hand that was fitted with the infusion hose was pulled and caused the infusion pole to fall right towards my cage. azra who had blinked eyes looked at me at a glance and closed her eyes again, continued her sleep. Maybe she was very tired at this time.I grabbed the infush pole again and made a noise. this time I managed to reawaken azra.he who saw the movement of my hands that were not directed immediately moved towards me. strangely the burden that had been piercing me just vanished. My breath was panting. re-exhales air without burden.
"what's up, brother ? the infusion pole fell.tuh see, brother's hand is fitted with a bloody infusion needle.." cerocos azra while wiping my bleeding hand with sterile tissue.
"r-ra. tad-in my body under a very heavy load.so heavy I can not make a sound and also difficult to breathe.."
"astagfirullah. brother is no longer a joke ??" azra doesn't believe my story.
"by Allah ra. I did not make up the story !" I said while wiping the sweat on the forehead using my hands that were not touched by the infusion.azra was silent, it seemed like he was thinking something.
"don't hang on to ra" my elak.
"sister. I'm sure of my opinion. Brother see, before this there was a danger ? then the chest of the brother in the translucent bone-like object and now the incident just now.I'm sure that just begu kakang.itu black magic batak tribe"
I don't know why at this time without me knowing I agree with the opinion of azra. immediately the threat being uttered increasingly ringing in my ear. it turns out he is not messing with the threat.. if that's what he wants, basic orthodox man, today he still relies on shamans in every problem.fortunately I am still given long life until now.
"sister.sister can hear me, right ?" azra said as she shook my body, I realized from my daydream that had drifted far considering my meeting with the king in prison at that time.
"iya ra. I heard it.."
"trus gi where do you think brother ?"
"we leave it to God, if they intend badly, may it return to those who have a wish."
"aamiin. ya already. we sleep again yuk kak.. do not forget to pray duku ya kak before going to bed. so they can not hurt brother when sister sleep later." I only replied to Azra with a nod of the head.