A Piece of Broken Wing

where the hell are you?why not call me

"forget, or be forgotten, only a matter of time.However, for now, I just want to, try knitting the yarn, which has already been tangled, hoping to return, unite my heart that was once torn, for too long gaping."

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the cold of the night breeze, it feels cool, but it also feels bone-piercing. Nisa had turned her phone on and off once in a while.

since yesterday afternoon, Ibra had not contacted her at all, even her number was off, making her feel worried."what if she was sick?who's gonna take care of her?what if he faints?no one knows how?he's alone"he's mind's adding to his panic.

finally, he decided to visit Ibra's house alone, because his worry was increasing."well, this part of the night, hopefully no one saw me there alone"in Nisa, he said,then back into the house, after pacing unclear on the porch of his house.

"dad, Nisa was worried about Ibra deh" she said, while approaching her father, who was watching while eating his snacks.

"what's wrong?"ask his father, stop his chewing activity.

"since yesterday the Ibra's phone has been inactive, usually never" Nisa said.

"maybe you're busy, don't think no" answered her mother who was sitting next to her father.

"unusual ma'am, later if mas Ibra sick how?or if she passes out, leave her alone, ma'am" Nisa said again.

"oh yes," answered her mother, after realizing Nisa's words were true.

"Nisa wants to go to Ibra's house, Dad? want masti in mas Ibra there, or sick, or what" said Nisa.

"ah yes, it's good too, kasian if it's really sick" replied the father.

"later you bring it here dok, if it is sick, kasian there who will take care of it" said his mother added.

"yes Ma'am, Lisa's gone for a while" Nisa said as she walked out of the house, and picked up her motorcycle in the garage, then she immediately slid into Ibra's house.

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"wow, why is the porch light off?but inside the house it seemed bright"nisa's mind after arriving in front of Ibra's house.

tok ..tok....

"gold"

"mas Ibra"

"your gold's in isn't it?"

nisa said many times, but there was no answer, curious Nisa pushed the door, turned out not in the key, and Nisa could immediately see someone lying on a long sofa, covering her entire body with a thick blanket, and she could see someone lying on the couch,but her toes were visible, so Nisa could confirm that it was a true human.

"gold"

"mas Ibra, are you sick?"

nisa said while trying to shake Ibra's body slowly, Nisa then pulled the blanket that covered Ibra's face up to her chin, not long after Ibra woke up. Nisa put her palm on Ibra's forehead, "astaga, you have a fever mas, it's so hot, since when?"nisa panicked.

then Ibra tried to get up, but was restrained by Nisa."have, just lie down, you've been sick since when?"nisa again.

"hum actually body mas already feels bad, since a few days ago, usually mas take enough medicine, and after being brought to sleep, the next morning is healthy again" he replied.

"gold has been sick since yesterday afternoon?her fever from last night dong?"ask Nisa again.

"why didn't you call Nisa? worried about tauk, it really does hurt, fortunately I was just here to spit." said Nisa again.

"know where I'm sick?"ask Ibra again.

"from here it is" Nisa said as she touched her chest and then smiled at Ibra.

"thank you, sorry to worry" Ibra said again,

"sook! Nisa's just gonna take the mas home" Nisa said as she pulled Ibra up to stand up.

"where dear?mas is not strong standing this, very pussy" he said again.

"at Nisa's house, but certainly not yet eaten, but Nisa will help" said Nisa while taking Ibra slowly.Nisa then took Ibra on her motorcycle,put Ibra's hand to hold her tightly so as not to fall.

"mas hugged Nisa strongly yes," said Nisa before finally drove with her motorbike. Ibra, who felt he had no energy, did not speak at all Nisa's words.

soon Nisa arrives, and takes Ibra slowly, Nisa's father and mother who see Nisa carrying Ibra, immediately helping Nisa.

"here I help," said Nisa's father while helping bring Ibra.

"take it to Nisa's room only father," said Nisa's mother.while walking into the kitchen, then carrying a bowl, containing warm water with a small towel,"quick compress Nisa, the temperature is very hot" said her mother again.

"yes mother, Nisa knows," answered Nisa while walking to the kitchen and then back, bringing a plate of rice with side dishes, and vegetables.

"mas eat a little yes, let there be energy" said Nisa while trying to feed Ibra, who was leaning on her bedroom bed.

"already, let it be that I want to lie down again, the head I think is spinning." Ibra finally said. Nisa immediately put the plate to her room table, and took some drinking water, "drinking Paracetamol first" Nisa said while giving the medicine to Ibra.

after drinking, Ibra returned to her body, Nisa took the scrapings she used when her father did not feel well the other day.

"dad, where did you keep the scrapings, which Nisa used when Nisa was dad's kerokin?"ask Nisa

"it's a loh under the tv cabinet" said his father, while giving it to Nisa. finished it, he immediately returned to the room, without closing the door, "the usual gold in kerokin not if it hurts?if it's usual for Nisa kerokin" asked Nisa slowly approaching Ibra.

"yes" answered Ibra briefly, after hearing the answer from Ibra , immediately Nisa did her activities until Nisa felt enough.then Ibra changed her position to face Nisa.

"thank you, aren't you papa here?"ask Ibra at last.

"same-sama mas, no papa, why would ?"ask Nisa

"em dad, and mom, aren't you mad?"ask Ibra again.

"no, it was the mother who told me to," answered Nisa again.

"ah yes already" Ibra said again

"as rest, Nisa wants to return this for a while" Nisa said as she cleaned her room table, and then walked into the kitchen, Nisa felt astonished,"where the father and mother had been" her inner. Isa walked forward, saw the father, and his mother was already going to ride his motorcycle, "where are you going?"ask Nisa a little bit.

"home bulek, kasian no one to accompany later" said his mother.then the sound of the motorcycle drove away from their yard.

"ah again I must both be the same as Ibra, surely will gymnastics heart again, Ais would not.."batin Nisa memelasin to herself.