
Justin and a girl who said nothing happened to her father, arrived at the hospital safely. After a few minutes of travel the man barely used the brakes. This Saturday is still fairly afternoon to be hit by traffic jams, and make it quickly to the destination, although it turns out both have been late.
Nena stepped hesitantly into the all-white room filled with sobs, the girl was too confident that the father would not give up so quickly. With both eyes glazed, after a few minutes ago managed to dampen the puddle of water that flowed through his cheeks, in fact the clear liquid managed to shed again and again, accompanied by a stuffing choked from his throat seemed to escape just like that.
"Mom...." Called the mother with a trembling voice, the youth also looked chaotic by still mengumandang sedu sedan though slowly, he said, and it made Nena more shaky with the belief that someone behind the white cloth that covers her whole body was not the father.
Slowly Nena directed her trembling hand to open the white cloth covering the face of the person lying before her. Feeling no power, the mother chose to pass with the help of Ardi who was also overwhelmed with grief, sadness was clearly visible on the look of his face though it looked more rigid.
Nena reflex closed her mouth to reduce the sound of her crying that began to break so as not to shrill, when she found really the face of the father who looked peaceful and pale in front of her. His body almost collapsed if Justin did not immediately catch the girl standing next to him.
Losing a father who is loved, anyone will feel pain very deep, especially for Nena who is closer to her father.
Justin, who felt swept away with the grief of his assistant, could only pull the girl into his arms, and Nena seemed more free to shed all tears of sorrow on the chest of his superior field, which when in a state of consciousness, the girl will definitely avoid as far as the man who has the status of his big boss.
With one free hand, Justin grabbed the white cloth Nena revealed to ascertain who someone was behind it. Slowly Justin closed the hospital blanket back to Nena's father's body, hesitating a little as his gaze glued to the pale, peaceful-looking face with a small smile on his lips, There was a throbbing pain in the corner of his heart that was out of nowhere.
Somehow, in his heart he promised Nena's father that he would always take care of his daughter. And the cloth closed perfectly.
Letting a loved one be quiet in nature is the best decision for anyone who has ever felt left behind.
The funeral process went well, all family members of Nena's father who was in Jakarta had gathered, as well as the family of the mother in Tangerang.
Justin faithfully accompanied the girl who was still often daydreaming next to her mother, even the man joined in polishing and got down to the navel of Nena's father, to make sure the deceased rested quietly in his last home. although he spent a lot of time chatting with Ardi and was always not far from the teenage boy that year, but his attention was always directed at Nena, the man did not stop breathing concerned.
"Drink, Mr. Justin." Nena placed a cup of warm tea on the table in front of the man, Justin who was chatting seriously with Ardi immediately turned his head.
"You're better?" Justin asked, Nena nodded.
"Thank you, Sir. It's been helping my father's funeral, even since noon you haven't come home." Nena said, the man just smiled, then nodded.
Justin pulled out a square object that Nena had forgotten about, "the phone you dropped in my room this afternoon, I put it in a dead state maybe because of the impact."
Nena accepted the thing and activated it. There were a lot of incoming messages, as well as missed calls from Bimo of course. The girl exhaled, feeling guilty.
"Contact, she must understand," Justin suggested, Nena turned her head, but said nothing, just a small nod that she offered in response
Justin grabbed the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and after putting the glass back he looked at the watch and then turned to Nena. "I have to go home, sorry tonight I can't come along, because I have to clean up," Justin said, Nena nodded in understanding, after delivering his boss say goodbye to his brother and mother, too, Nena escorted the man to enter the car, because it happened to be in front of the road exactly Nena's house was an empty field, so anyone who came to bring a vehicle can be parked there.
After Justin's departure, Nena immediately contacted Bimo, hoping that the man would not be angry because he had just given the news.
Elsewhere, Bimo, who had just come out of his boarding bathroom, turned his head as his phone rang, saw who was contacting, the man changed his spirit, there were a lot of questions. But what he heard was even sad news, the man's reflexes said the phrase istirja.
Bimo's getting ready for Nena's house. His connection with the girl had already ended a few minutes ago, but when he opened the door, the man was glued to his place. Surprised at who was standing before him.
"Mas Abim!"
Bimo turned his head when someone called him that name, there was only one person who called himself that way. Frozen anywhere.