
Not so long ago, there was a middle-aged man who was looking for used goods not far from the place where Mahalini was in the thud by Mama Agnes and also Almaira.
''Whose motor is this? kok put in the middle of the road like this, murmured the scavenger grandfather by circling the Mahalini motorbike.
''There was no one, '' he muttered slowly. I still wonder who the owner of the car is.
''There is a cake, kok it seems confused githu, '' asked one of the bikers who saw the grandfather look confused.
''It's okay ***, just grandfather was surprised by the owner of this motorbike who left his motorbike in the middle of the road, '' he said by staring at the two impurity in front of him.
''So this isn't grandpa's bike?'' ask one of the men who is now moving the Mahalini motorbike to the side of the highway.
''Grandpa was also confused by this motorbike, because grandfather did not see his owner, ''' he replied with a frown to the right and also to the left.
A few minutes later Mahalini's phone rang under his motorcycle seat. ''It looks like his phone is ringing dech, '' said someone who still remained silent near Mahalini's motorbike.
''Not my phone, try to find whose phone is ringing, '' his friend's orders when he does not find his phone does not ring.
''I think in here dech bro, try to listen to the real one, ''' his word and put his earlobes on the motorcycle seat Mahalini.
The man immediately opened the motorcycle seat and took the phone without seeing the caller ID.
neng Lini, why haven't you come home yet? earlier a friend from campus also came here looking for Neng Lini, said someone across with a speech that continued to nyerocos.
-''Sorry Mom, who has a cell phone is not here, the bike was also in the middle of the road? do you know the owner of this phone and motorcycle, '' he asked.
-''Ech this who, where neng Mahalini. Do not be like the same neng Mahalini, '' said Bi Ijah across with restless anger angry, because the one who raised his phone is not Mahalini.
''***?!'' call the scavenger grandfather in a rather loud voice when he sees the body of the woman lying under the tree.'***, hurry here someone fainted,'' he shouted again when he was a motorist that did not come near.
''What's the cake,'' asked one who had run over to him. ''Astaqfirullahal!'' he was shocked to see a young woman covered in blood.
''Astagfirullahal adzim.'' the man who had received Bi Ijah's phone immediately covered his mouth looking at the presence of the girl in front of him who was very concerned.
''Come quickly take it to the hospital,'' said one of them who has now started carrying Mahalini's body full of blue on his cheeks and arms.
''I'm looking for a car in front, it's also impossible to bring a motorcycle package?'' exclaimed the friend, then immediately intercepted the passing car, but no one wanted to stop at all.
On the other hand there is Devano's grandfather who was heading to the hospital to check up his health, because he had dropped at his home.
''You really are okay, right?'' ask the wife by assuming her husband's chest next to her.
''I'm always fine, but you are very much better with my disease, ''' he replied with dislike, because almost every heart of the grandfather is always taken to the hospital with the reason for the drop, even though only chest pocket is ordinary doang. Thought grandpa Devano.
''Stop in front, ''' Bagaskara's grandfather orders his driver.
''What's up?'' bagaskara's grandfather asked the man who intercepted him.
''Forgive us sir, but we need a ride for this woman to the hospital, ''' he replied with a very careful, because he knew very well that he was intercepting at this time was Mr. Bagaskara.
Grandpa Bagaskara nodded and opened the back door, he came out and told the man to put the body of the poor woman into his car.
''You just go inside, I happen to be going to the hospital, '' Bagaskara's grandfather ordered the man.
The person who had carried Mahalini put Mahalini's body into the car, Devano's grandfather received Mahalini's head which was placed directly on his thigh.
''Why is he like this?'' ask Grandma Devano to the person holding Mahalini.
''I also do not know Madam, you found her already like this, '' she replied very politely.
''Yes, thank you for helping, I will take this woman to the hospital now, '' he replied by commenting on the smile on his old lips, but still looks so beautiful in his old age.
Grandpa Bagaskara sat beside the driver with an occasional look at the beautiful face of Mahalini who was so concerned.
40 Minutes later Mr. Bagaskara arrived at his hospital, he called the nurse to move Mahalini inside.
Mr. Bagaskara who took care of Mahalini in the hospital, until finally Mahalini's mobile phone vibrates displaying the caller ID with the name of the Boss.
lini, where are you? my driver has been waiting for you since, said the man on the other side, Grandpa Bagaskara's eyebrows frowned upward because he was familiar with the voice that called.
-''I'm sorry, who are you, '' asked Bagaskara's grandfather to someone across the street.
this is Mahalini's phone, right, who are you?'' Devano even asked Bagaskara's grandfather, who was none other than his own grandfather.
-''Women who have mobile phones are in the hospital, you better go to the hospital now, ''' his word in a flat tone while deciding his phone call unilaterally.
''Who holds Mahalini's phone, '' Devano muttered as he moved from his seat, and grabbed the suit on the back of the chair, not to forget also Devano contacted Bi Ijah who actually had been very worried about his employer's son.
-''Hallo Mister?'' Said Bi Ijah who had shifted the screen of his phone.
-''Bi Ijah to the house now, Mahalini is there, later I follow, '' said Devano and closed his call.
Bi Ijah was stunned for a moment to hear Mahalini who was in the hospital, without a second thought Bi Ijah immediately headed to the hospital by asking for delivery to a neighbor near his house.
In the room of the ER Mahalini was lying weak, a beautiful face looks swollen due to the slap done by Mama Agnes and also Almira earlier, blood is still flowing from her nose, and there were some wounds on his arm up to his elbow, probably hit by a wooden twig that was there just as he was being tortured.