New School Terror
It's Crushed and Messy

Mira throws her sling bag over Juan's chest.

"Why did you just say?!" emotional scattering.

Om Pras attracts Mira. "definitely elucidated. You sit down first."

"Lo three wants me not to worry about Mirza even though the condition is severe. You're crazy."

Om Pras decided to sit down just waiting for news from the doctor.

Om Haryo regretted coming to hide the fact, instead of keeping Mira's feelings. He must have been very hurt.

Juan resigned to pick up Mira's bag, the child walked away to his father afraid of being yelled at by Mira again.

"Papa said tell me," said Haryo.

"Mirza is not allowed, Pah."

"Look at him now" Pras pointed to Mira with his chin.

"We all have to be ready no matter what the outcome. Good or bad" said Haryo.

"Well or bad, what does Om mean?" sahut Mira ambigu.

Haryo's neck looked to the left pretending to see the nurse in and out of the patient's room. It is far away though.

Mira has told the house people to go to Bogor. Including the humans who fooled him.

They're so outrageous. Why Mira is excluded whereas others know all.

"Juan," call Mira.

"What?"

"Anterin I peed."

"Hhh. The chunky!"

While following Mira, Juan is silent. His job is to take him to the toilet and back.

Finish urinating without interruption both keep their distance.

Seen from far away Pras and Haryo talk to the doctor. Juan ran because Mira ran away too.

Still panting Mira asked Mirza's condition to the doctor. "How's mirza?"

This gloomy atmosphere was exactly a few years ago, Mira felt deja vu. The doctor lowered his head. Pras rubbed Haryo's shoulder. Haryo sighed deeply.

"Why are you quiet? Mirza gapapa, right?"

Waiting for a few seconds no one answered. Mira was about to break through the doctor who blocked the IGD entrance.

"The patient on behalf of Mirza Syahrul Putra was pronounced dead at 14:04, our medical team "

Mira without hesitation charged in. Two nurses standing on each side of Mirza covered her body with white blankets.

Juan's feet didn't even touch the floor. "Gue's going crazy." He went in ahead of Mira who stopped in front of Mirza's gurney and opened the cloth.

Their breathing seemed to have stopped watching how pale Mirza was in the last moment.

Mira squeezes her chest tight accepting the harsh reality of being abandoned by a loved one.

"Mirzah. I don't see you here. You don't really want us, do you?" Juan's lips twitched as he asked a question that left nurses and doctors looking at each other confused.

Mira couldn't stand up. Pras immediately supported his nephew's body. "Ikhlaskan Mirza," lirih Pras also grieved.

Grasped Mirza's cold hand. Juan was crying.

They were both still in communication last night. Mirza even conveyed her feelings. This afternoon, he was gone forever.

Juan crawls to apologize to Mira as a highly betrayed person. "I'm sorry to all of us. Sorry I didn't tell you about Mirza's condition from the start."

Haryo covered Mirza's face with a white cloth again while praying for her soul.

Mira clutched both of Juan's arms and shook his body. "How should you do now?! Huh uh?!"

"We will remove the body before being discharged - "The doctor's word is interrupted again.

"Come, doc. I'm his guardian." Haryo asks the doctor out together leaving them to take care of all the administration.

"Good."

**

In Jakarta, they were equally afraid to hear the news of Mirza's death.

In the house of Dewi, there is Surya who is playing. They both asked for the address where Mira was in order to leave now.

Jefri's grandfather's house, Awan, Ratih, and Hana were suddenly silent and told Pras.

"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun."

Jefri told them to get ready to leave that day. After snatching the car contact and exiting the room Jefri noticed the clouds were dumbfounded.

Clouds sit in the living room.

Jefri pulled the collar behind his shirt. "Lo don't want to go?" Intonation increases.

As if aware of the daydream, Awan stood wearing a sweater and followed Jefri until he entered the car.

Insert the key into the hole until restless does not go in. Jefri dropped the key.

The clouds help him feel under the chair. "It."

Ratih and Hana followed as they were. They didn't have much stuff. Gas tanker car.

"Don't hurry, Jef. Istigfar, you're driving now." Train to give the mandate.

Jefri thought a lot of things. From all that, he was worried about Mira's condition now.

How restless Clouds unknowingly hurt the tip of the hand until it blisters.

Nearly two and a half hours they arrived in RSUD.

"Jefri, you- "Not yet Ratih finished talking, Jefri got out of the car.

The man even left the key still dangling. Hana tells them to understand Jefri's actions.

The clouds pulled out the keys and waited for the two mothers to enter together.

Jefri ran to the mortuary. Om Pras said they were still waiting for Om Haryo to take care of the files and others there.

Can not imagine the regret of delaying time to wait for the right time. The event has picked up then can not do anything else.

In Jefri's head when running to see Mirza was a mistake he had made. The poor man will never go forward, he keeps retreating.

The confused look of many people in the lobby did not ignore Jefri origin quickly get there.

Grief repeats itself without pause. Jefri's feet stepped slowly looking at Mira's blank stare leaning against Om Pras' chest.

Compared to Jefri, Mira was clearly more injured.

Does Jefri still deserve to sit offering his shoulder to the one he lied to?