
Drrrttt Drrrttt
The vibration of the mobile phone caught the attention of Aqila who was giving hot tea to Dirga, yes even though he really hated Dirga, Dirga was still a guest and his boss who must be given a little respect.
The name 'Kak Jeni' is listed on the screen of his glass, he slightly glanced at Dirga who was also glancing at him by sipping his homemade hot tea. Aqila put a finger in front of the lips to give a sign that Dirga was silent. "Ssttt! don't make a sound!" that was what Aqila was trying to tell the 30-year-old man.
"Yes Ka Jen?" aqila said after sliding the green icon on her phone.
'Qil, you don't have to go to work, I've allowed Mr. Riko, because we also know that the main road is completely paralyzed.'
"Okay sister, then, Qila will wash clothes," said Aqila.
'Great rain Qil, want to dry clothes where, have not washed clothes, and. oh yes if there is an umbrella, you shop yes, buy candles afraid of power outages, my candle stock runs out.'
"Yes, yes..."
'But if you're afraid to go out, you try Mala alone, she's also on holiday, ok! I'll close first.'
Jeni also cut off her phone. Aqila looked out of the window, the rain was so heavy how dare she go to the tavern to buy candles, then to Mala's rented room? he doesn't know the people who live around him.
"Hopefully there are no power outages" Aqila muttered expectantly. Because besides being afraid of lightning he is also very afraid of the dark.
''Ssssttt, why suddenly I hurt my head like this" muttered Aqila again.
Yes lately, Aqila is working too hard, because of her determination to continue her education at a public university, she is trying to find a fee, and she is trying to find a fee, although indeed he himself had pocketed a scholarship but for the initial semester he had to pay.
Without saying anything, Aqila passed away going backwards, leaving Dirga alone in the guest room. There was a clinking sound of eating furniture that had been confirmed that Aqila was washing dirty dishes in the kitchen.
BRUGGH! Aprannkkkk!!
Dirga who again sipped hot tea suddenly choked with shock at hearing a noise from the kitchen. He immediately placed the tea on the table and exclaimed, "Hey! are you okay?!" dirga asked a little screamed, but there was not the slightest answer from within.
Dirga's curious soul is turbulent, wanting to catch up with Aqila but she is afraid that the girl is angry with her, and she is again to blame. But he was really curious, because after the sound was heard, there was no more sound that he heard, only the splashing sound of water flowing from a sink.
"Aqila..., Aqila...?!" call Dirga who tried to run deeper into the rented house but still no answer.
And just as the big, sock-wrapped leg stepped into the kitchen area, his eyes suddenly widened and ran towards where he saw someone who was unconscious under the kitchen floor. "AQILA!" squealing Dirga. Yes, that someone is Aqila.
Dirga immediately raised Aqila's head and placed it on her lap, patting her thin cheeks as she continued to call out Aqila's name with worry. "Qill! you why? Qil! wakeup!" Feeling no response from Aqila, Dirga also carried her tiny body and placed a sofa whose length only fits the height of Aqila.
After laying down Aqila's body carefully. Dirga immediately contacted someone.
"Le! try to find out in what area of basil is the nearest da kelinik, quickly I wait!" dirga without closing the phone.
"Before, sir," said Leo, who was only a moment when Leo spoke again, "From the current position of the Master, the clinic is 3 kilos away."
"3 kilos a meter? okay, uh but! do you know where I am?!"
"Ck, of course I know, didn't you yourself ask me to find out where Aqila lived."
"Oh, yes, I did!" Dirga disconnected her connection, to immediately bring Aqila to the clinic.