The Story Behind the Curtain
Back to the Hospital

The taxi driver's netra focused on the road, but this time the tattooed man glanced at his passengers who were moaning in pain. Seeing Erli continue to grimace in pain then he ventured to ask.

"Miss is okay?" Seeing Erli at a glance then he looked back at the crowd of the streets.

"Please take me to the nearest hospital, sir!" pinta Erli.

"Neither Non" the driver replied, nodding his head.

The young mother felt a very extraordinary pain in her stitching scars, Erli's increasingly firmer moans made the taxi driver feel the pain that Erli felt today.

"Miss can still survive?" tanyanya while glancing at Erli from the middle spy.

"Yes, sir." So firmly Erli replied.

In pain Erli grabbed Bima's phone that fell as she shifted her body.

"Yes Allah ...." From Erli's voice, it was certain that he was greatly tormented by the pain.

"Why Miss?" The taxi driver pulled the car over the shoulder of the road.

"Sir please help me call her husband!" Erli's face made the taxi driver even more worried.

"Non Good." Grabbing a phone not far from Erli's feet.

The taxi driver started calling the number mentioned by Erli, as he waited for the phone fight instead of the answer from Rafan. However, the operator who answered the call made the taxi driver a little emotional because his phone call was always diverted.

"Miss is still busy working maybe. This I've called dozens of times remains no answer," the taxi driver harrumphed, looking annoyed at the face of the man who had tattoos on both his hands.

"Hurry up, sir, take me to the hospital!" erli's orders with an increasingly pale face.

The sound of the motor horn sounded very loud making the driver pull over his car very forced. One of the policemen was knocking on the windshield.

What the police generally say on duty, "Good night, didn't you realize that you've been through a red light?" The hand of the policeman led to the path that they had walked.

"Night sir, I knew that very well and I realized my mistake. But, I did this because my passenger was sick again. He was also already unable to endure the pain he felt," the tattooed man said as he pointed his hand towards Erli who was cowering in pain.

"We are being escorted to the hospital faster" one of the police said.

With his face, the taxi driver answered the police.

"Thank you Sir!"

the car carrying Erli drove fast and they (Traffic police) actually escorted the taxi to enter the area of Jaya Kusumawati hospital. The two policemen got off the motorbike and approached the nurse on duty at IGD, just seconds after a male nurse came in with a gurney. Erli, who was unconscious, was held up and laid in the gurney that the nurse was carrying.

Before long a doctor entered the room and checked his pulse and heart, the man's doctor also undressed Erli. Caesar Erli's stitches are wide open. The young doctor also performed an evaluation of the stitches, in addition to that one of the health staff asked the identity of the patient. The taxi driver was shocked to hear his identity being questioned, and he hurriedly replied

"Sus, I'm not her husband! I was just a taxi driver who drove him here" said the taxi driver.

"If so please contact the patient's family or husband!" the nurse's orders.

"Yes, Sun." The taxi driver nodded quickly after the nurse left him alone.

Again the phone he made did not get a response, even Rafan was outside another call.

"Oh my God .. Why is this so heartbreaking!" the taxi driver said, "Didn't he care about his wife.

As the tattooed man was busy staring at the screen of Bima's cell phone, Rafan who had just arrived at Jaya Kusumawati hospital passed by and stood right behind the taxi driver.