The Son of CEO Arogan
Chapter 20 What's Going On With It?

Ameera half ran into the house.

"Where are you, Ma'am?" ask him with a face. From the store he immediately went home, so Yuni called if Naja looked very weak.

The boy lay as if he was sleeping, but the pulse when Ameera checked was very slow.

"Dec? Deck Just by." He patted his cheek slowly, but Naja's head drooped weakly as if boneless.

Oh God! Ameera felt like she had just fallen from a height.

"Why?" Juna who drove her home just now, followed her into the room.

"Please help lift Naja, Jun. I'll borrow the neighbor's car first!" There was no time to contact Mang Darman, nor wait for the middle-aged man to come. It's emergencies.

After a neighbor rushed out the car to help, Naja was immediately rushed to the hospital.

***

Cold palms, thumping chest. Ameera was actually very agitated even though she was seen sitting quietly.

"Drink first, Ra. Let's just pray that's okay." Juna instilled the glass mineral water, also give it to Yuni who looked just as tense.

The young man had just returned from the hospital canteen, he took the initiative to stay here. In a tense situation Ameera desperately needs a friend. Sami is still in school, and has not been informed.

There was no voice from the woman next door. Every time faced with such a crucial moment Ameera's soul is sometimes out of place. A lot of fear and trauma came back to his mind. His ears were ringing, his vision was faintly unfocused, and his brain was working slowly. The soles of his feet were almost felt not grounded. It took a while for him to try to stay in control.

After waiting for some time, the new doctor and nurse who handled Naja came out.

Ameera stood staggering, she asked Naja's condition with a stiff tongue.

"Oh, Sister is Rurita Lailin Naja?"

"Y-yes, Doc, I."

"Come into my room for a minute, Ma'am."

Juna guided Ameera's shoulder following the doctor's direction.

"The quick action of delivering patients here is appropriate, Ma'am. Thanks for the cooperation." The doctor spoke while opening the history of Naja check, coincidentally indeed in this hospital the sister has been routinely treated since the accident.

"To be honest I said that the condition of the adek Mbak is weak. The platelets are very low." Ameera's ears are buzzing hearing complications and bleeding in the brain. Naja's body has refused the infusion or blood that was tried to be transfused to fight for his life.

The calm-faced female doctor looked at him with a strengthening gaze. "We have tried our best, and are still monitoring developments temporarily. Prayers, ask God for the best."

Ameera's tears rolled down her cheeks. He had felt this. Signs of the sentence that would bring him back to a painful state, called separation.

***

There is no place to hold fast other than the creator, giving back everything that happened to Him. Because, if it gets out of control maybe Ameera has lost her sanity.

What he feared finally happened. Two days weakened in the ICU room his beloved sister overtakes mom and dad.

The pain was present unspeakably, the pain controlled the heart, stifling the chest that had made him unconscious. Luckily there is Rayhan's family, and also Juna who is on standby at his side helping him. They took care of Naja's body well, from the hospital to the funeral.

"Remember the fetus in your belly, Ra. If you want to cry, cry. Don't be held like this. Release." Juna was afraid to see her shed tears but fell silent like a statue. Ameera's pale face and gaze were often blank. Only his lips sometimes kamit beristighfar without sound.

"I'm not papa, Jun... Can I have another drink?"

"This, Ms. Amee. Istighfar. Remember Dek Naja is no longer sick." Quickly Mbok Arti, his mother Rayhan gave a drink to his mouth.

Ameera turned to look at the old woman who had also given a lot of attention to Naja. "Mbookk...!"

"Yes, Miss Amee. Ndak what a cry, origin ndak roared.. kasian adekmu." Mbok Arti received a hug while gently rubbing Ameera's back.

Ameera did not reject fate, she just felt that she had not been able to make her sister happy. Even in the last days their relationship was not as close as before. A lot of disappointment. Naja still calls him a liar over the real Finn doesn't really care about them. Finn did not come for him and Sami, so there was never a time when the days he waited.

Naja also had time to ask Ameera away, so that she does not feel lost when dear brother this should be divided with baby later.

***

"I'm sorry opa can't go to your house. Opa has sent to help tahlilan."

"Not what, Opa. Shouldn't bother Opa, here is all ready as well. A simple act in musholla near the house."

"It's okay. The opa send wear where needed. What about Finn, when's he coming back from Jogja?"

Ameera was silent for a moment. Since his heart was calm again on the first night of Naja's departure, he had contacted Finn's number but the call was not lifted, soon try again the number can not be contacted.

From leaving for Jogja until the third day he grieved this they had no contact at all. Maybe Finn was still harboring great anger over the commotion that day.

"Later opa call him. From yesterday it seemed very busy. You're patient, Ameera. Finn if work forgets itself, forgets time."

"Yes, no papa, Opa. Thanks for the attention of Opa. Sorry I just got to tell you today."

"It's okay. Opa's going to your house after here."

"Yes, so does the old man's hope of smelling this land." Eddie was a little joking at the end of their call.

The old man is still in Penang, two days ago went there to check the health of his knee which often hurts while walking.

***

Finn rubbed his sticky face of oil and dust. He and the driver stopped by Aldi's house for a while. Yesterday, his assistant fell to a dislocate while going through the uneven project road.

"Eh, Mr. Finn, come on in, sir." Dayuk, Aldi's younger sister opened the door.

"Mas! Mas Aldi! Niki enten boss'e!"

Soon came the man wearing crutches to the living room.

"How, Al?"

"Thank God, sir."

"Still swollen?"

"It's been less, sir, just the papak is still not strong."

"Yes, slowly it will get better." Finn sat down, but then stood up again as a middle-aged woman was pulled from the kitchen, greeting the friendly she and the driver.

Aldi's house is simple, the old building is still on the floor of a black tile. But the weather is cool, and the atmosphere of this house is very warm. His mother Aldi likes to chat, as well as his sister who is still in college 4th semester at UGM. They also serve a lot of typical Jogja snacks, including steamed bakpia.

Typical food made with the current model contains a variety of flavors. Without a doubt, some of the fruits were devoured by Finn. Ah, his tongue feels newly pampered, quite eliminates brain and body fatigue after struggling with work in the field.

"Ng, can I have a photo with bos'e?" Al's sister's request immediately invited Finn's smile. That's what Finn asked for, but his permission is the same Aldi.

"May," said Finn without a second thought.

"You are, Dhek. Mr. Finn's photo must be shown on kango koncone. Ora by ah!"

The girl did not hesitate to say. "Abise Pak Finn koyok artist nang magazine outer magazine Iu you know. Saucy. Good thing I'm still broke up not asking, hee."

Actually it's a code, if Finn agrees it must be a fast motion Dayuk make a video in his Tok Tik application. Guaranteed to increase followers. It will help boost its online sales as well. Honey, Finn didn't come home long.

***

After a week in Jogja Finn returned to Jakarta, but he was reluctant to go straight home. The apartment is the most comfortable resting place in the meantime. The last two days he busied himself in the office, as if he had forgotten home.

"Ameera mourns the loss of her sister, Finn. He needs you. Don't neglect. Think of setting it up to work so you can get home soon." Pieces of opa conversation on the phone while he was still in Jogja suddenly re-energized.

In this office, in the same seat he had a storm with Ameera, also once felt very sweet when the woman fed him a fruit.

Ah, considering the fresh delights of the food made him sip spit many times which was instantly plentiful.

He put a ballpoint pen, shifted the file that was just signed.

How did he do after losing his brother?

"My brother did not play Mas Finn, you know...!" Ameera's words echoed. As if it just happened. Where he kissed Naja's head that smelled of eucalyptus, and was photographed! Once Finn stood up.

He grabbed the suit, put it on while he was out.

Finn's car stopped across from the store, some time lurking invisible to the woman, so he went straight to the house.

His feet stepped on the house again that was always quiet, except for a few servants back and forth, cleaning every part that his mama was obliged to always be dust free. Ah, this palace bath house is much different from the atmosphere of Aldi's house. There was a longing he wanted to have a family like his assistant.

Arriving at his heart chamber is not normal. What would he say if he met the woman. The word 'I'm sorry' must be very funny in the ear. It was too late, especially after being hard-hearted he deliberately ignored the news a few days ago.

The room is still very neat, and the thick aroma of lemon is still the same as welcoming the kiss. But there's no one inside.

"Where is he?" Finn checks into the bathroom, and the dressing room, Ameera is also not there, but her clothes in the closet are still as before.

"Huh, you really can't just leave," he said without consciously feeling relieved.

It must be in his house!

He immediately exited the room with a hurried step.

No matter what his goal is to find, he just follows instinct, willing to see the state of Ameera after losing his sister. That'sthat's all.

However, Finn's face was instantly riveted, just as the door was revealed he found a pale face that was also surprised to see him. For a moment their eyes clashed, until Ameera gave a small expressionless nod, before passing through it wordlessly.

Finn in slow motion turned around. Staring at the back that was moving withered. Why is she not like the Ameera she knows?

What's wrong with her?

Seriate....