The Heart of Old Menjakaka
222. Look in
The car that Nissa was riding with the driver stopped in front of the university gate. Immediately, he lowered his car glass, then looked at a security guard standing in front.
"Sir, is Citra home yet?" ask Nissa to the security guard. And it just so happened that the man also turned his head towards her.
"Miss Citra today did not enter, Mom, said her husband permission to go to the obstetrician."
"Oh so. Thank you, sir."
"Together."
"Sir, we go straight to Harapan Hospital" Nissa told the driver. The man nodded obediently.
"Good, Mom."
Nissa's car drove away from there, and on the way she called Steven. Because he himself has no image number.
"Hello, Ma'am" said Steven from across the street.
"Stev, are you the same as Citra?"
"No. I'm on the way to the office."
"Oh. Ma'am asked for the number Citra dong, Stev."
"What's it for, Mommy?"
"Yes sister-in-law does not have a problem dong have his sister-in-law number. It's good to have one." Nissa deliberately reasoned, because if honestly Steven would have asked to the roots.
"Oh okay. But never take Citra for a walk to meet guys huh, Ma'am," Steven admonished jealous mode.
"Yes. You know, too, Stev. He already has you."
"Yes, I sent the number to Ma'am. Don't spread it, watch out!" threaten her.
"Yes. Bawel is very."
After getting the Citra number, Nissa immediately called him. Unfortunately, there was almost three times no response.
"Where is Citra? How come you didn't pick up my phone?" muttered. Nissa switched to calling Sindi, maybe her mother was with Citra.
"Hello, Ma" said Nissa as the phone line was picked up across the street.
"Yes, Nis."
"Yet the same image?"
"No, Mama's watching India. Oh yes, Nis. Shahrukh Khan is dead."
"Innalady. Seriously, Ma?" Nissa certainly knew who Shahrukh Khan was. And maybe not just him, but the whole of Indonesia. He is the number one actor in India and his mother loves him so much. Especially films.
"Yes, this is also Mama crying in front of the tv. Hix, hyx, hyx." Sindi's sobs are able to hear Nissa.
"Died because of what?"
"Killed themselves. Now he's burned again."
"Not Shahrukh Khan a Muslim, huh? How burned?" Nissa's forehead flinched in wonder.
"It's filmed that he's not a Muslim, Nis."
"So you mean, Mama saw the movie?"
"Yes. Shahrukh Khan's movie he's dead."
Nissa let out her breath heavily. Apparently just a movie. Sindi is too sedentary. "Oh my goodness, it was just filmed? I thought it was real."
"But sadly to know, Nis, he died from suicide. The woman he loved married someone else. Match with his Papa. The Shahrukh Khan was once a bad man" Sindi explained at length. "But Shahrukh Khan has repented. Unfortunately no one believes, hiks," added Sindi with still sobbing.
"There is indeed a movie that Shahrukh Khan plays the story of that, Ma? I just heard."
"That's why you're watching the movie on tv right now. Hurry up, Nis, now the girl scene is crying."
"Eh, but, Ma. I called Mama because of Citra, I don't want to watch an Indian movie." Nissa immediately remembered, the purpose of her calling.
"Partner's in the room, another nap."
"Wake it up, Ma?"
"You want what it is? Don't be, Nis, pity. He's tired of it."
"Lho, why? What's wrong with Juna?" Sindi's voice suddenly shrill in the ear. Looks like he's worried.
"I don't know, he's just saying between life and death. But while carrying Tian's name, Ma."
"Yes, let Mama come. Where are you now?"
Nissa looked around, her car turned out to have reached the hospital parking lot. "The hospital."
"Mama's coming, yeah."
"Yes, Ma, be careful."
After calling Sindi, Nissa got out of her car and stepped inside.
Ting~
There was the sound of an incoming message notification, a new number that Juna used to contact him earlier.
[Why is it old? Hurry up here, Juna is in the operating room.]
Reading the message, Nissa just ran straight to the operating room. Feeling anxious, afraid if the child why-why.
His footsteps stopped when he arrived. Seen Juna was eating voraciously while sitting on a chair, on his thigh there was a rice wrap and he ate using his hands.
"Jun, who are you eating rice from?" nissa asked as she approached, and then picked up a packet of rice.
Juna quickly swallowed the chew. "From the Police, Mi, Juna Laper and ask to buy rice paddocks."
"Sorry, so Mom is Juna's mom?" ask the man in uniform who just came with a bottle of mineral water ordered by Juna earlier. Nissa turned her head, then picked up a bottle of water that the police gave her. "It's drinking water for Juna, ma'am."
"Thank you, but what does this mean? And why did you take my son to the hospital?" Nissa looked confused.
"From Mother's child's confession, Juna ...." The policeman stared briefly at Juna who continued eating. "Pas went home from school .. There were two unknown men, he took Juna forcibly into the car," obviously, the police officer who made Nissa's eyes suddenly widened because of her surprise.
"Are they kidnappers, sir?" guess Nissa.
"It seems so, but I'm calm. They were both secured at the police station. Now it's probably being interrogated."
"Oh thank goodness." Nissa stroked his chest, sighing with relief. "Thank you very much, yes, sir, you helped my son Juna."
"Mommy should also thank Om Tian." Juna who had finished eating it immediately replied. The Mami looked over.
"Why bring Om Tian?"
"When in the middle of the street your son was kidnapped ...." The police continued their explanation. "There was a man named Tian who was trying to save Mom's son. He stopped the car to stop. The kidnapper and Mr. Tian had a fight, jotos each other. Merely, there was one of them who suddenly thrust a knife into Mr. Tian's stomach."
"As a result, Mr. Tian fell down and was immediately unconscious, Mom." Hearing what the police said, Nissa's body suddenly felt limp. He could not imagine if he was in Tian's position. It must have hurt so much.
Finger accidentally hit by a knife when cutting onions alone feels sore and sore, especially if the knife hit the stomach? It must be very painful.
Nissa also remembered, when Steven was having a break-in. The man was deprived of blood and fell into a coma. Thankfully, Steven was able to survive even though his injuries were deep enough.
"Keep, how's Tian doing, sir?" ask Nissa.
"He's being operated on, ma'am," replied Mr. Police. "Oh yeah, Mom why didn't you come with Juna's Tantenya Image? Then, who's managing the operating costs, ma'am?"
"Let me take care of it, sir."
The policeman nodded, then drove Nissa to the reception. Paying all the bills for the surgery costs even until Tian gets out of the hospital.
After that, he left.
"You're Nissa, right?" ask a middle-aged man who has just arrived. Nissa looked over and looked at her face.
"Whose father?"
"I'm Yahya, Angga's friend." Yes, that man is Mbah Yahya. He just drove Angga home and now he's back. The reason is in the hospital because Rama is being treated. "Om just drove Angga home. By the way, what are you doing in the hospital? You sick?"
Nissa forgot Mbah Yahya's face. It's also natural, because it's been a long time. But even so he still appreciated to answer the question with a friendly smile.
"My friend is in surgery, Om. I want to see him."
"Oh, then all the children of Om dong, Nis. He is also being treated. Kena typhus." This is a golden opportunity according to Mbah Yahya, in order to bring Nissa to Rama for the first time.
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