
Mami and papi Habibi, get off the car. Running towards their son.
“Bi, what is it?” yelled at her mother while looking at Arum. “Arum you are okay son,” looks panicked face mother Anita.
“Nothing buk,” replied Arumi.
“Mi, later Aunty commoner yes. We'll go to the hospital first. Arum's hand was shot.” Walk to the car.
“Iya.”
They got into the car. And direct to the hospital. Arum gets into Habibi's car. Mommy and papi one car. In the car, Habibi always looks at Arumi. So many questions I want to ask. With the attitude of a girl who seems unique. Yet so many hidden mysteries .
“What sakiit?” Habibi started to open the conversation
“Iya hurt,” Arumi replied with his leisure.
“You know it was very dangerous. Why reckless?” ask Habibi.
“If Arum is not reckless. Now you may have taken them to his headquarters and tortured.”
The clean and handsome white face turned pale. I had to imagine the worst thing that could happen to her.
“But you're almost there..,” hasn't finished Habibi speaking
“Pak, Arum is okay. You don't have to worry.”
Arriving at the hospital. Wahyudi was waiting at the entrance of the hospital.
And let them go straight to the practice room. Wahyudi's doctor looked very serious about examining Arumi's condition. While checking for gunshot wounds on Arumi's arm. It's nothing to worry about. But because the open wound makes a lot of blood come out. And it has to be stitched. A nurse cleaned the wound and sewed the wound. After finishing the doctor Wahyudi looked towards Arumi.
“Content,” pinta Wahyudi to Arumi.
Arumi fixed her clothes. Arumi sat down in front of Wahyudi's doctor. Habibi was in the seat next to him. Mami and papi were standing next to Arumi.
“Arumi,” call doctor Wahyudi start conversation.
“Today I met you, you were the victim of a beating. And now I see you again. And you hit people. Can you tell me a little, so I can get to know you better.” Wahyudi.
Arum was silent, then he looked at the doctor who was in front of him. “Doctor mean??” Arumi asked again, because he did not understand the direction of the young and handsome doctor's question.
“From the beginning I checked you. I know you are no ordinary girl. I'm sure you're a martial arts expert. But at that time I was surprised, why did you not retaliate the brutal women beat you.” Wahyudi.
“Ooo the.” Arumi smiled a little. Because she rarely seems to laugh like other women.
“Iya, what martial arts expert are you?”
“I taekwondo doc.” Arumi.
“What belt?”
“Black belt white line 8 dock,”
“Tallest belt?” doctor Wahyudi was surprised. Dr. Wahyudi knew a little about martial belts. He had participated in this martial arts. But not for long.
“Iya doc. I have reached the level of perfection. And can be a coach. I also have a coach dock certificate.” Arumi.
“Since when did you learn martial arts?” ask Wahyudi again.
“Since the age of 5 years doc. Arum's father was one of the taekwondo trainers in Arum village. In the 1st grade of Junior High, Arum's father died. And Arum continued Arum's training. Every time Arum exercises, Arum feels close to dad.” Clearly Arumi as she shed her tears considering the figure of a very tough man in life.
When Arum was in school, Arum was already an international taekwondo martial artist. Arum also often gets gold.
Dr. Wahyudi to bemong hear the girl's words. Mami and Papi were also impressed in disbelief. While Habibi stared in admiration with the little girl who had been considered weak and tried to protect her. “Super woman.”
“Thank you doctor do not promise tooo much,” said Arumi.
“You are also good at English,” said wahyudi with a smile.
“Yes doctor.”