Waiting for a Girl
Part 15 ~An Awaiting A Girl~
"So Fisha has a sister?" ask Celi.
Kaira nodded. "His name is Ataar, yesterday I went to his house. Keep meeting him, but he got word, he said he was rushed to the hospital, because he drowned in the bathtub bathroom," explained Kaira.
"Gue just found out, sister Fisha has a sister. As far as I know he was an only child, it turned out to have a sister who was our age, "sahut Saifara.
"So we're jenguki, yok?"
"Our father, we are jengukin. Keep nuggeting?" tanya Ufik who is writing the skeleton.
"Just a minute, I'm curious about the face of his sister Fisha. Is he handsome rich o'm Altar?"
Saifara and Kaira clawed at Celi's head. They tidied their books into bags, intent on gathering to do the task of his group. However, hearing the sad news. They didn't, maybe a little while later they continued.
"Where are you going?" ask Mami Celi who just came to bring a snack.
"Mommy, don't you know? His sister Fisha's brother went to the hospital, you know," Celi told her mother.
"Dear?" ask Papi Evan who just came down from the stairs. Celi nodded in response.
"Do not know whose name, which is clearly sister sister Fisha" replied Celi. "Now we want to take him to the hospital" he continued.
"We're going yok, "take Kiara's mom to her husband. "Some of us haven't seen Aisha and the Altar in a long time" he continued.
"Yaudah, you get ready. You're the same mommy and papi go."
"Ok," they answered spontaneously together.
They all went to the hospital. Devon is smitten with Tofik, while Ufik is piggybacking on his sister. Celi, Kaira is in the car with papi Evan and mami Kiara.
"Now have you seen his sister, sister Fisha? Cel just found out that Fisha's sister has a sister. You see, every altar play at home must only call sister Fisha not her sister, but her sister said the same age, Ai?"
Kaira nodded.
Kiara and Evan looked at each other and chose silence. How could they tell, Ataar's life was so bleak? Unlike the life of Fisha, who is filled with affection. All the family and friends of the Altar knew that they did not like their son Ataar.
Aisha was in a coma for so long, she did not know what her husband was doing when she fell into a coma. The altar torments Ataar at all times. Many have advised him. However, the man stubbornly still blamed Ataar for all the problems that occurred on the day of his birth. His wife was in a coma for years making him hate his own son, his flesh and blood. They all still remember that Ataar was never given milk all day when he was two months old. At that time the altar could not be controlled, everyone was threatened, if anyone gave it milk, he did not hesitate to kill the child. Rigel and the rest of the family could not help the two-month-old baby.
By the time Aisha had regained consciousness from her coma, everyone nearby was relieved. The altar no longer torments his son. However, at the age of sixteen, the man again tortured his son secretly. If Ataar tells his life story to the world, the world cannot be in his position.
Back to main ketopic.
Upon arriving at home, Kiara immediately hugged her old friend, Aisha.
"Kia," said Aisha returning the friend's embrace.
Evan, and his three other companions dragged the Altar away from there.
Bruk!
Evan lashed a hard punch at the jaw of the Altar. And so does his other best friend.
"Fucking conscious altar. That's your son, I'm sure you made him like this" cried Kendra.
"Do you think he is physically and mentally strong? Try the ones in his position. If he wanted to, maybe he chose not to be born then, but the baby who used to be still red was not the slightest bit guilty. It's all God's destiny" said Cakra.
"Do you not understand the pain of being in the position of the child at this time? The altar remembers he's your son, it's not appropriate to treat him like this. You're old, but your brain is still the same when we're young. Eliminate this childish attitude. Fisha and Ataar are all grown up, but her papa mind is still like a snot boy" Vier said.
"Gue was sure, if Aisha knew this treatment of you was more than the devil, maybe she didn't hesitate to hate you," said Evan holding the collar of the Altar shirt. "We are disappointed with you Tar, you who taught us about being grateful, and receiving what God gave us. However, you yourself are behaving like this."
"Gue just said, don't regret later in the day when you really can't hug and love Ataar, don't let your child bear a very deep grudge in his heart against his own father."
The altar is silent, not replying to the words that come out of the mouths of its companions. Whether he knew it or not, only the man knew.
The four of them left the Altar alone, and returned to the front of Ataar's room.
The doctor who treated Ataar was surprised and could not believe the sight of all the injuries that were on the child's body.
Kainal comes and gives Fisha a bottle of mineral water. Fisha who was looking down immediately looked up, her eyes were already swollen from crying. Wanting Kainal to hold the eye and remove the meninges that kept flowing.
"Don't cry, drink this. You will be dehydrated if you are constantly crying and not drinking. Calm yourself, you have to think positively. Rest assured Ataar will be fine, he's a strong man. She's your sister, I'm sure she will survive for her brother's sake" Kainal smiled.
Fisha took the mineral water and looked at it. He really felt dehydrated.
"Quiet yeah!" bujuk Kainal's. Fisha just nodded, she wiped her own tears, Kainal gave her a tissue.
Fisha smiled and wiped her tears using the tissue. "Thank you," he said. Kainal nodded and heaved a sigh of relief.
They were all waiting in front of the emergency room, in front of the room filled with people who loved Ataar. Need the child to know, even if the papa does not love him. However, there are others who love him sincerely, for example, the older brother and Umi.
The doctor tried to breathe back in for Ataar.
"Doctor," said the nurse looking panicked.
The doctor ordered the nurse to calm down, the doctor was sure the child would survive. There were already three doctors treating Ataar in the room.
the doctors removed each mask and dipped in sweat. They nodded and breathed.
"Please, take care of the wounds that are on the back and stomach of this child. I'll tell her family who's outside" the doctor asked the nurse.