THE OWNER OF THE HEART ROOM
14

Nawang turned back to his desk when he heard a phone call on his phone.

His intention to the front office to meet the purchase section for a moment delayed.

There's a bude Darmi name on his phone screen.

"Yes bude, tumben called. What's up?" tanya Nawang astonished.

Suddenly he was worried about the stars.

"There has to be a big windstorm. The star had the zinc flying his back, Wang." said Bude Darmi trembling. Maybe he was holding back a cry.

The deg!

For a moment Nawang could not think.

"She wants me to take her to the clinic, Wang. Please persuade her, let me take her to the clinic now. The wound is wide, it must need to be sewn." pinta bude Darmi with a still trembling voice.

Nawang's tears instantly trickled down, imagining the pain the Star was feeling right now.

"I'm coming home now, Bude" said Nawang hurriedly to hang up the phone.

"Busuukin first Bintang let me take him to the clinic.Let's meet at the clinic.I'm afraid he's infected, Wang. The zinc is likely rusty." pinta bude Darmi again.

"Please give the HP to the Stars, bude. I tried to talk to the stars." Pinta Nawang.

A few seconds later, Darmi asks Bintang to talk to his mother on his mobile phone.

The star tried to refuse, but with the persuasion of bude Darmi finally the boy wanted to talk to his mother.

"I'm not papa, Mom. I was treated the same as Laila. It's on the bandage" said Star quietly.

He tried not to be taken to the clinic.

He knew that going to the clinic had to bring a lot of money.

And he remembered this morning his mother said she had ten thousand because she had not paid.

"You have to go to the doctor, baby. Your wound should be checked by a doctor. Afraid that the zinc that hit you was rusty. If it rusts, it could be an infection in your body. If the infection will hurt longer, son." persuade Nawang gently while explaining.

Silent star.

He's afraid of infection. He does not want the pain to increase.

But if he goes to the clinic, how will his mother pay him?

"To the doctor tomorrow only if you have money" said Bintang while starting to cry.

Nawang jolted across the phone.

His tears are flowing more and more.

Oh my God, you gave a little angel servant that understanding to me.

"To the doctor we don't need money to pay, son. If you go to the clinic that pay the company mother" said Nawang while wiping his tears.

"Really?" ask the stars with a lighter voice.

In the heart of the child was very happy.

Eventually he was able to be treated without distressing his mother.

Finally he did not have to endure the pain and heat on his back any longer.

"Really! Now you let Bude Darmi take to the clinic, and I ask permission first and then you go to the clinic?" pinta Nawang is calm.

"Can't you go to the clinic?" ask the doubtful star.

"really. Later you wait for Mom to get there, then we list treatment. If the list must use a card, the card mother brought." explained Nawang.

"If you use that mother's card, we don't have to pay, ma'am?" ask the stars to convince themselves.

"That's fine. Now the HP you love to bude again yes, I want to talk to bude." pinta Nawang.

The star then held out the phone in his hand back to Bude Darmi.

"Bude, the kid wants to, so now please take him to the clinic. Wait for me in the clinic lobby" said Nawang.

Nawang smiled bitterly.

"Yes, I'm leaving soon. You can go right away, right? Let's not wait too long." asked Bude Darmi.

"Yes. I asked permission to leave first.Half hours I reached the clinic, bude." said Nawang.

"OK. You don't have to speed, don't panic. The wound has been temporarily cleaned with Laila, just the next step in the clinic" said Bude Darmi wisely.

"Yes, bude. Thank you very much, bude." said Nawang quivering. Her tears came back.

Fortunately there is bude Darmi who care for and love the Star.

He owes a lot to Bude Darmi.

I don't know when and how he can return the favor.

"Yes, same-same. Yes, I was ready to go first" said Bude Darmi then disconnected their calls.

Nawang was wiping his face to wipe away the rest of his tears when Nayla entered the room.

"Lhoh mbak, why cry?" asked Nayla while hunting towards Nawang.

"I'm going home first, Nay. My camp just got a storm and my son got his back torn with zinc flying.Possibly tearing it must be sewn." said Nawang while trying to smile.

"Astagfirullah...! Yes, ma'am, the hunt's going home" Nayla said in a panic.

"I went to HRD first. Want to ask permission" said Nawang then rushed to the front office.

He did not care about the greeting of Banu and the call of Sasi.

He immediately barged into the HRD room to be able to go home immediately.

"Eh mbak Nawang, stray tumben here. What's up?" greet Mr. Daniel with a joking laugh.

"I'd like to ask for permission to go home, sir. My village just had a storm and my son's back was torn by flying zinc. I had to take him to the clinic immediately because the tear was quite deep and wide." Nawang immediately spoke long so as not to waste a lot of time.

"OK. Please come home soon.Let us if there is anything we can help ya." said Mr. Daniel immediately signed the exit permit which later Nawang must submit to the security guard post so that he can get out of the factory.

"Thank you very much, sir. Excuse me to go home." said Nawang after receiving a letter of permission out of Mr. Daniel.

"Be careful with the motor, mbak Nawang. Don't panic." cried Mr. Daniel before Nawang reached the door.

"Ready, Sir. Thank you." replied Nawang with a faint smile before opening the door and then was shocked to find Sasi's tense face at the door.

"Which star?!" ask Sasi worriedly.

"Safe controlled. I went home first huh." said Nawang without meaning to explain anything and soon passed.

He just had to go to the clinic for Bintang to be dealt with quickly.

"Mbak Nawang can go home alone? Or to be delivered who is it mbak?" nayla asked as soon as Nawang walked into her room and rushed to grab her bag.

Nawang chuckled softly.

"The sick man is my son, not me. So I'm fine and healthy, so I can still go home by myself" Nawang said while trying to laugh.

Seeing the tense faces of the people earlier made him want to laugh amusedly.

I don't know what the shadows in their minds about the big wind and its victims are.

"How are you, mbak?" pinta Nayla as Nawang tidied up her desk.

"Yes. Pray my son is not papa. I go home first ya." pamit Nawang then rushed out to the parking lot to pick up his Vega R motorbike.

Don't cry, son. Mom's going there now.

Nawang paused in front of the security guard post to hand over the license and let the security guard open a little gate for him to come out.

"Thank you, Mr. Agus" said Nawang as he passed the security guard standing waiting for him through the gate.

"Yes mbak Nawang. Be careful." replied the security guard before closing the gate.

"Mak Nawang that was, sir?" Pak Agus turned to a man who suddenly stood not far behind him.

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