TITISAN MARANTI'S
PUSKESMAS

Nizwar, who was sitting next to Nur Rahman, rebuked his friend for his strange behavior.

“Why are you, Nur?”

“I'm fine, War.”

“Ngak what-pa how? Your behavior has been weird since. Are you thinking about Rendi?”

“Ya,” answered Nur Rahman short while sighing long.

“We are all also thinking about Rendi, but we are still optimistic that the victim of the accident was not her,” replied Nizwar.

“How about it is Rendi?” sahut Nur Rahman brought his face closer to Nizwar. There were emotions that the young man was trying to convey.

“Never say that!” reply Nizwar while pulling Nur Rahman's collar.

Nizwar's eyes became instantaneous.

“Kill me, Nizwar! Kill!” sahut Nur Rahman with tears that are blocked.

“Stop! We should pray for our friend. Not even acting like a kid!” karmin shouted while looking towards the two of them.

Nizwar immediately pulled his hand from Nur Rahman's collar. It seemed that Karmin's words were heard enough by the two of them. They did not talk to each other until minutes later. Ibnu who was driving did not respond to what was being done by his three men. The heart of the man at that time was also not care because he thought of one of his men and his best friend.

Along the way they continued to pray for the best news from Rendi who since this morning could not be contacted. Mr. Ibnu is remembered by first meeting with Rendi.

“Mas, people who sell gasoline retail what is still far from here?” asked Mr. Ibnu to Rendi who was hanging out with his friends on the side of the road.

“Waduh, if this hour seems to have closed all, Mas. Would you be willing if I pushed from behind?” answer Rendi.

“What is no trouble, Mas? Let me push it to home,” replied Mr. Ibnu.

“No, Mas. Instead of Mas pushing far away,” replied Rendi while rising to the top of his own motorcycle seat.

“There are many, Mas” said Mr. Ibnu while riding on his motorbike.

Thus Rendi who was just graduating high school and hobby of hanging out until night with his friends also pushed the bike Pak Ibnu who was still a student at a famous university in the city those.

At that time Mr. Ibn was actually a bit worried about his safety because he did not one hundred percent believe there were teenagers who would help him even though he did not know. But, in fact, Rendi was really sincere in helping him. In fact, when he got to his house and wanted to give a reward to Rendi, the young man refused it and immediately turned back to the place of his barrel. Therefore, when Pak Ibnu already had a small printing business and he needed labor, he remembered the teenagers who had helped him first. And miraculously, after he went around the city at night to find the teenager who had helped him, Mr. Ibn managed to find Rendi again. At that time it turned out that Rendi had been sitting in college and her hobby of hanging out at night was still being worked on. Mr. Ibn immediately invited Rendi to join in his small printing shop, and of course Rendi accepted it because she was looking for a part-time job on the sidelines of her college to help ease the burden of her single-parent mother.

After traveling for approximately two hours, they finally arrived at a Puskesmas written on the news about the accident. Mr. Ibnu immediately parked his vehicle in the parking lot that has been provided. The man with a holster strapped to his neck immediately quickly helped Pak Ibnu to park his car. The condition of Puskesmas at that time was rather quiet. But, there were some police officers who were standing guard in front of the Puskesmas.

“Happy mom. He's right the victim's body is still here. We'll take her to the hospital soon. What's up?” ask the police back.

“Can we want to see the victims of the accident? Incidentally the clothes of the victim are very similar to our coworkers,” replied Mr. Ibn.

“Oh yes .. Monggo I accompany into!” greet the police enthusiastically.

“Thank you,” sahut Pak Ibnu.

They followed the police into the IGD room. After filling in the personal data in front of the IGD room, the four of them are welcome to enter the room. The hearts of the four men were beating violently when they saw a corpse lying rigidly on top of the gurney. The four people were standing on the left and right sides of the body that was not yet known identity.

“Please open part of the head cover!” the order of the police to Mr. Ibnu.

“Iya, Sir!” sahut Pak Ibnu with a sad face.

Memories with Rendi suddenly hit the minds of the four of them and it made the hearts of the four people become even more sad. Pak Ibnu's hand trembled as he slowly revealed the white cloth covering the stiffened head of the corpse.

Nur Rahman who was standing at the side of the corpse suddenly stood his hair. Along with that, the young man saw the spirit of Rendi suddenly standing between the standing position of Pak Ibnu and Karmin. Along with the revealing of the covering cloth on the head of the corpse, the, Nur Rahman noticed that the spirit of Rendi also looked towards the face of the corpse and a second later the calmness of the room suddenly became crowded by the hysterical cries of Mr. Ibnu and his three men.

“Rendiiiiiiiiiii!!!!”

Another police officer had to intervene to calm the four hysterical youths. The four of them really do not believe that the accident victims whose news was milling about on social media turned out to be their own friends. Nur Rahman who actually already knew first was no less hysterical to face the harsh reality. Long enough for the policemen to calm the feelings of the four youths who were very familiar with Rendi.

“Who will tell this news to his mother Rendi?” asked Mr. Ibnu a few minutes later after his condition was quite stable.

None of his three men replied. They know that Rendi is the oldest child that is needed by her mother and also her two younger siblings. They do not have the heart to tell them the news.

“Who will help bathe his corpse?” ask an officer of the Puskesmas.

The four people immediately turned to the man in white clothes.

“I, Sir!” the three men said simultaneously except Nur Rahman.

“Come, come with me!” take the man while walking firmly towards the back of the Puskesmas building.

Nur Rahman looked suspiciously at the man as he saw the spirit of the little boy he met in front of the Intermart was currently riding on the man's back.

SERIATE

Guess anyone knows, no, who is the little boy's spirit?