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Farhan was still silent after taking the medicine. It seems like the pain is still lodged in his head

Farhan laid his body on the bed. He took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. After a while, he felt better. He straightened his body, returning to a sitting position.

“Alhamdulillahi rabbil alamin,” he said.

“Your headache is gone?” ask Ms. Aisyah.

“Alhamdulillah, Farhan is better now,” replied Farhan with a smile. He saw the face of his mother who was worried about him.

“Mas Farhan strongly continues the story? If not, just mending tomorrow. Now, Mas Farhan breaks,” advises Edi.

“Nothing, really. Everyone must want to know what I've been through these past few days, right? I'll continue. Later if sick again, yes stay rest,” sahut

Farhan.

“As far as you are, son. Importantly, you are not to force yourself,” said Mr. Haris resigned.

The Flash Back

Farhan POV's

Agus's sisters turned out to be able to accept my arrival at their home. I immediately felt close to them.

The next day, Agus invited a nurse to come home. The nurse was a 40-year-old man. His name is Mr. Vishnu. His house was not far from Agus's.

“Your left hand seems to be quite badly injured. It is best to be X-rayed to be sure. Does moving feel sick?” ask Mr. Vishnu.

“Iya, Sir,” I replied.

“There may be broken, cracked, or dislocated bones. I do not dare to make sure” explained Mr. Vishnu.

“But, I do not have enough money to check further, let alone until the action of operation,” I replied softly.

Mr. Vishnu was silent. He seems to feel sorry for me. Ah, I don't actually want to

pitied by anyone.

After a few seconds of silence, he pulled out a white cloth. He asked Agus for a small board.

“There's a small board? I need it now.The size is about 20 and 30 cm," PakWisnu said.

Agus out. Before long he returned with 2 small wooden boards.

Deftly Mr. Vishnu put 2 boards into my left forearm. He then binds using the mitella he has prepared. Lastly, he installed a triangular mitella to hold his left arm.

“For a while, I installed the bidai so that this left arm injury does not get worse.”

I'm nodding. At the time, I wasn't sure I'd get better treatment soon.

“O yes, about the head. Mr. Farhan should do a CT scan to ascertain the condition of the head. I dare not take further action,” explained Mr. Vishnu.

The man who works as a nurse was issued 2 strips of medicine. He wrote down the rules of drinking on the plastic wrapper.

After completion, Agus handed over three pieces of money denominated ten thousand rupiah. Very inexpensive.

Agus delivered Mr. Vishnu to the terrace of the house. I stayed in my own room.

I actually feel bad for inconveniencing the Agus family. With the economic conditions fairly mediocre, or at least he did not include excessive people, he sincerely helped me. I'm not who he is. In fact, we're new

mutually know each other.

“I'm sorry. I've troubled you and your family. May Allah repay you with many kindnesses,” I said.

“Aamiin. Farhan doesn't have to say that! Farhan I consider him a brother. Ah, if there is enough money, I take Mas Farhan to the hospital,” said Agus.

“Your help has been amazing to me. I don't know what would happen if you didn't bring me here. I'm so grateful for everything you've done for me,” I said softly.

If only my ATM card was not blocked, it would not be this confusion. To eat, I hitchhiked. In fact, the clothes I wear every day are Agus's clothes. Remainder

the money that is only three pieces I gave to Agus' mother.

It flashed in my head to go to the bank to report the blocking of the card I was holding. I want to take my money for living and medical expenses, even I can buy a plane ticket to go home.

However, when I expressed my intention, Agus opposed me. Too risky, he said. Black bat members know that I'm alive. They could have caught me

when going to the bank.

I can accept Agus's excuse. I was traumatized when I met them.

Heavy days passed. How not heavy? I'm far from family with no certainty until when. My health condition makes me harder to spend time at Agus' house.

It's been more than a week I only take drugs from a nurse named Mr. Vishnu. Well, at least the medicine from the nurse can relieve a little pain that I think. I can also do a little housework, not just sleep.

To remember the family contacts, I still couldn't. Om's home address

Candras. However, up to a week the results remain nil.

That afternoon, after the asar prayer I fell asleep in the room I was using. The room was very small, the area was only about 2X3 square meters. Normally, Roni occupied this room. But Agus' new brother class VIII was told to give up. He slept with Agus.

I heard the door knocking. Shortly afterwards, Agus' voice shouted

glee. The guests were happy because I heard their laughter.

I didn't go to see Agus' guests. Oh, I don't know. My head hurts a little bit anyway.

“Sorry. the room there is only this, and there is my brother who lives here,” Agus said on the doorstep.

I got up from the sleeping position. I straightened my body and prepared to welcome the guest when he entered the room.

My bedroom door was slowly knocked. I heard Agus asked for permission to enter.

“Come in!” my answer.

“Mas, my friend wants to stay here for 2 nights. Sorry, Mas Farhan wouldn't mind sleeping with him?” ask Agus.

“Of course not if he's a boy,” I said with a small laugh.

“This is your home. It's up to you as the host."

“Sini, log in first!” agus said to his friend.

Shortly after, a man stood beside Agus. My eyes looked at him. He was the same as me, looking surprised.

“Doni!” my peek.

“Mas Farhan? Is this really Mas Farhan?” said doubt.

“Iya, it's me, Farhan.”

“But, isn't Mas Farhan ..” said Doni hesitate.

“Already died?” my guess.

“Iya. In the SMA group, also some status friends mention that Mas Farhan has died due to an accident,” he explained.

“It wasn't me. I survived,” I said.

Agus looked confused. He looked at us in turn.

“Ka—you already know each other?" tanyanya doubt.

“Iya. Both from Jogja. O yes, Doni has salat asar? If you haven't already wudu!”

my orders.

Doni put his clothes bag on the floor of the room. He's headed for the bathroom.

Agus invited me to speak in the living room. I put my ass in a rattan chair that was getting dull.

“Mas Farhan really knows Doni?” Agus doesn't seem to believe it.

“Iya, right. She's my wife's schoolmate. My mother used to be Doni's homeroom teacher,” I answered steadily.

“Oh, so,” the answer is short. Suddenly his face was covered in a bath.

“You friend Doni at High School too?” many guessed.

“Not. He's my Junior High friend. He's the one I told Mas Farhan. He who helped me stay here and got a job,” Agus said while looking down.

“Why not get it in Jogja?" aska I want to know.

“Because in Jogja I have a serious problem. At that time, I received an order to harm a girl. However, the girl was protected by Doni and Doni which I hit until her left leg was broken. I admit my mistake and apologize to him. It turns out that he not only apologized, but also rueh and work.” Agus paused for a moment.

After that, Agus continued, "Doni sent me here because in Jogja my life was threatened by the person who told me to. He's notoriously cruel. He could not accept the failure report. If I find out I failed and didn't finish my job, my life is in return."

"Why don't you avoid the cruel man?" ask again.

"Of course my family is threatened. I was worried that he would harm my mother and my sisters. That's why I'm happy and sad every time I see Doni."

I nodded in understanding. From the story of Agus, I just realized the glory of Doni's heart.

All this time I had a bad impression of Doni. Ah, could it be that my poor judgment of Doni was driven by my jealousy? Since I knew Doni had once expressed love for Dek Via, I assumed Doni was ambitious. Could it be wrong? If it is wrong, then I have suuzan?

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