Abg Story

The End of Life Arifin

Above the star-studded black clouds drenching the ocean, a clear night launches every activity of night workers grateful not to rain like a few nights ago. Contrary to the situation of a pair of middle-aged lungs and some people who are sitting waiting in front of the room where there is one beloved name lying fighting for life.

This afternoon incident was able to overturn Paramitha's life, there were two big things messing with her feelings and her heart at this time. His son was critically close to losing his life with the husband he now hated, but God still gave him to strengthen the life expectancy for Endru. And the man beside him turns out his son's biological father is also no less sad, after he began to remember pieces of the past.

"Save my son! This should be the first time I'm going to look at my son, but it's fine, not like this. Is this the karma I have to accept because I used to reject it? I don't want to have the first meeting and the last meeting, wake him up to recognize me as his father" Michael said regretfully sobbing at the glass door of the room. Will God grant his prayers?

Arman looked compassionately at the man sitting next to him, he understood how he felt. Arman was not given a chance to know his mother even remember the face during life was not, but with the same people robbed his mother of life. Om is far from wanting to meet the son who has been sorely missed for years, but when the first time it was precisely Endru closed himself in this way as hellish as the wages of the man. "O-om. If you want to be angry, just angry with Arman. That Arifin is my papah," he said surrender. His face was facing the floor.

Michael looked. He only realized that another man was Paramitha's son, too, scoffing at the rude embrace of the one who called himself Arman. "There is no reason whatsoever to judge you, even if you are his son. Arman, what a name. The combination of Arifin and Manti, I remember very well when your mother's High School adored the man, but the feeling of love actually made Manti dark eyes follow all Arifin's wishes. Hah," he said sighing repeated glimpses of the past again.

Arman was glued, he had just learned this fact. That hatred culminated in her papa, that longing was always for her mother.

The door of the Endru treatment room opened, all standing waiting for an explanation from the doctor. Possibly, Endru had secured himself in his chair before plunging into the ravine, there were no bruises on the internal organs, only wounds on his face and hands, he said, and a mild brain concussion that was successfully overcome. What a miracle! The bad news is that both of his legs suffered broken bones. The possibility of recovering it was very fast considering the condition of his body did not suffer any damage. Does Endru have chronic disability? Should be checked further. The doctor explained in a poignant tone.

Mitha was sitting drowning in Arman, Michael was not able to say anything more. There was a bit of relief in his heart, Endru was still going to live, God heard his prayers gave him time to repair all these complicated relationships.

Begging to get inside, Mitha and Michael wore special clothes to visit the body of Endru. Arman was waiting outside with two policemen on guard. After a little explaining the story from his mouth, the police officer went to continue the case examination tomorrow.

Earlier, Neva, her family and friends had also been here, had returned to bring Neva. Given Ebdru's girlfriend, Arman should apologize to the girl, should!

Not long after a waiter from the house approached Arman, carrying a change of clothes and dinner.

"Bi, wait here mama first huh. Arman to the bathroom change first," said Arman smiling kindly. Getting a nodding answer, he walked down the aisle of the hospital.

Not to the toilet. Continuing the step to where Arifin's room was treated, his papa was also still alive when he was evacuated from the car. But the doctor said, the condition is very severe many bleed out many wounds on the outside and inside body. It should be in this condition that the patient is certainly not able to last long, but it seems that Arifin still wants to live until menopause death. This is good too!

The dark hallway was silent without a sound, no one seemed to be on guard. Entering cautiously close to Arifin's gurney, a sly smile gazed at this man's disdain.

The security of this room is very low, the proof of cctv is not here, only a toilet and some plastic chairs for visitors. It's really worth it for this bad guy.

"What's the matter, Arifin?" asked Arifin who had no reply. With his hands close to his pale face, an oxygen mask and bandages wrapped around his forehead and an object enveloped his neck. "Ah, can you answer the person again dying," he continued smiling cynically. "God is so good, you haven't taken your life. Oh or maybe you're not ready to die! It's okay, it's my chance to help the angel of death. Even if killing you is a sin, I'm not afraid of hell. Since I am your descendant, your psychopathic nature must be contagious to me. Aren't you?"

Still no response from Arifin's body, eyes tightly closed ears do not digest his speech.

He pulled his back, grabbed something from the pocket of his jacket. Two types of syringes are ready with the concoction chemical liquid, he had prepared this morning. "This blue liquid will force your brain to wake up so that you feel all the medicine and pain from your wounds without even opening your eyes to scream your mouth as if stiffened with glue. You ready?" he said while touching the tip of the syringe several times. Poking the tip of the needle on Arifin's left wrist.

After that, he put it in his jacket pocket.

"This is the second fluid, you will feel tremendous pain in your body many times over. This fluid will make your nerves die one-by-one in the state you feel the pain, very exciting," he said while doing the same thing on the first syringe earlier. The color of this liquid is clear exactly like water, mixed with a drop of this infusion liquid, a blink of an eye will react on the body of Arifin. The tip of the needle penetrates the infusion.

"Goodly enjoy!!" he said he smirked evil.

Leaving the hospital room Arifin settles out through the hospital hallway. Clean the remaining liquid on the syringe with running water in the bathroom, removing traces of its evil. The lab that his papa gave him had already eaten his own master. This chemical liquid experiment was also not entirely from his idea but from his papa who was obsessed with killing Mitha mama.

"It's been a long time to the toilet, Man," Mitha said to him.

"Oh, that was while, umm."

"Yes, Mama understands now. Did you think you were visiting your papah?" mitha asked looking fixedly at Arman.

Mampus, it stiffens. His mother is very sensitive to his children, what if he is caught lying? "No. Arman no longer considers him once he dies" he replied.

Mitha and Michael looked at each other, dumbfounded at Arman's words.

"It can't be so, son," persuaded Mitha subtly.

Arman did not want to clarify his feelings, later his mother cried again, he and Endru were well educated during this time.

Hugging his thin body full of affection. "Don't think about Arman's words, huh Mah. What's the endru inside?" tanyanya diverted the conversation.

"Not yet conscious, it should not linger inside," Mitha replied lirih.

Taking off a hug, Arman grabbed Michael's wrist and piled onto Mitha's palm. "Me and Endru want mamah and Om Michael to get married."

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