My Personal Tour Guide
Fainted

The arrival of Ms. Clara in the apartment at this time made Ajeng wonder. The sour and hateful face of Ms. Clara, last time Ajeng saw during the cooking class Sasa event. But different than today. Ajeng did not see the expression of that face. The middle-aged woman actually threw a smile when she met face to face with Ajeng.

“Can I log in?” tanya Clara was still standing near the entrance.

“Em... Let's aunt,” reply Ajeng. His hands prepare Ms. Clara to enter the apartment.

“Deni, you better go pick up Sasa. Soon hours home from school,” said Ms. Clara gave the order.

The presence of Clara's mother made Ajeng nervous after Deni went out of the apartment. If there is Deni, at least Ajeng can tell Deni to invite Clara to speak. But now it's just itself. Inevitably Ajeng had to talk to Ms. Clara.

“Tante want to drink what? Let me make it,” said Ajeng after bu Clara sat in the living room.

“Can make green tea?”

“Yeah. I made it first yes,” reply Ajeng.

Without asking much more, Ajeng immediately went to the kitchen to make green tea as desired by Clara. Ms. Clara, who was sitting in the living room, started taking her phone out of the bag. His fingers typed something to send a message to someone asking for a photo.

“Tante, this is his green tea,” said Ajeng by placing a cup containing green tea on the front desk bu Clara. “There is a cake – cake also if aunt wants,” said Ajeng who then opened the cake jars on the table.

The strange smile was again seen by Ajeng from the lips of Clara.

“You know not why I came here?” asked Clara after tasting green tea made by Ajeng.

“Em... No,” answered Ajeng briefly by returning a smile thrown by bu Clara.

“Actually now I have to accompany Bimo to do an important meeting,” continued bu Clara. “But... Because Bimo felt like having private time with his client, Bimo told me not to attend,” explained bu Clara with a smile that was getting wider.

Ajeng still did not understand the direction of Clara's conversation.

“Client pe-rem-puan who was meeting with Bimo that... Hm. her appearance is very graceful... Her face was very beautiful. Far from being compared to you. Especially about career... She is also much younger than you.”.

Like being struck by lightning Ajeng heard a sentence from Clara's lips. He was upset and made his emotions boil quickly. But Ajeng tried to control his emotions to stay stable. It's possible that Ms. Clara is just warming up.

“Ga believe yes...?” ask Clara with a mocking smile. He started to open his phone screen to show Ajeng something. “Nih..” Bu Clara thrust her phone to Ajeng. He enjoyed the change in Ajeng's expression by sipping the green tea in the cup.

The jealous flames started to spread in Ajeng's heart when he saw Bimo sitting next to a woman. What makes Ajeng even more upset is why the woman had to wear an open model shirt when meeting.

“Beauty..” Ms. Clara the more the flames of jealousy get bigger. “She is also from a distinguished family,” obviously bu Clara who then put her cup after the tea water runs out.

It was enough for Ajeng to hear the annoying sentences from Ms. Clara. He can still hold back his emotions if only he is being made fun of. But now bu Clara compares – compare her family too.

“I have been impatient to have a daughter-in-law whose seedlings are the same weight as my family..” said bu Clara continues to make Ajeng upset.

Ajeng was no longer able to if he had to be near Clara and heard the babbling of the middle-aged woman. He started to stand up from the couch.

“Where are you going?” asked Clara with a satisfied smile.

“Let me make a new green tea for aunty,” replied Ajeng who then took a cup that was empty.

Ajeng walked by carrying the empty cup towards the kitchen. His mind remembered every photo slide he saw on Clara's mobile phone.

“Basic crocodile! Morning at night you make me tired. But apparently still less too!” upset Ajeng after reaching the kitchen.

His head felt intense throbbing as the faces of Bimo and the woman were multibillion in his head.

PYARRRR CAARR KROMPYAAANGGG!!!

Ajeng's head that felt heavy finally made him unconscious. His forehead was bleeding from being hit by kitchen marble.

Ms. Clara who heard the sound of a broken object fell down, started to stand up from the sofa. He was a little in a hurry because he was curious about what was happening in the kitchen. His feet started to tremble when he saw Ajeng who was already lying on the floor. Moreover, there was fresh blood coming out of Ajeng's forehead.

“Hah?” bu Clara is confused who should seek help to whom because in the apartment it is only in her and Ajeng. “Ajengc... Ajeng..” Bu Clara tried to pat one of Ajeng's arms. He hoped Ajeng could wake up. But nil. The blood on Ajeng's forehead that kept flowing made Clara's mother more panicked. He did not expect his actions to heat up Ajeng's manation would have the effect as of this moment.

Ms. Clara immediately ran for help from people outside the apartment. His heart rate is racing faster. His skin was also heated up due to panic.

Soon, Clara returned to the apartment with some people to help Ajeng. He immediately fled Ajeng to the hospital in his car, but it was someone else who was driving his car because his hands were shaking in the current situation.

“Hallo..” greet bu Clara on mobile phone connection. He called Bimo to tell him what was going on right now. “Bim, hurry to Dr Hospital. Oen now! Mama took Ajeng to the hospital. Bloody head!”

Bimo who heard his mother's words panicked. He recalled the incident that happened to Jesslyn which caused the blood vessels in his head to rupture and result in a coma to take lives.

“Ajeng why, ma? How can I bleed?” bimo asked with a worried voice.

“Ck! We went to the hospital! Mama--mama also do not know,” replied bu Clara quickly.

Fortunately, after arriving at the hospital, Ajeng was immediately treated by doctors and nurses. But Ms. Clara still panicked because she still had to wait for the results of the examination.

“Yes God, what have I done... Huft...... May the child soon come to his senses from his stupor,” bu Clara let out a long sigh to calm herself down. But his mind continued to be overshadowed with blood coming out of Ajeng's forehead.

Chequek.....

Moments later the door opened from the ER room where Ajeng received treatment from doctors and nurses.

“Dok... How is he?” ask Clara ma'am.

“H... Fortunately the wound on his forehead was not so deep,” replied the doctor. “Fetus in her stomach is also fine,” explains the doctor further.

Ms. Clara was silent for a while digesting the last sentence she heard from the doctor.

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