ALVIN Trying to Rise

Not an ordinary occurrence

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Alvin sat speechless, staring at the large window beside his nursing gurney. The atmosphere during the day with the hot sun, becomes a sight that feels blinding to the eyes.

Actually, the injury is not very serious at this time, it's just because of the trauma of a rib fracture surgery some time ago, has not fully recovered, he said, now he has to go back to hospital to see the next development.

The sound of the door opening distracted Alvin, until he turned to look towards the entrance.

Garry Darmendra, that is the figure of a middle-aged man who is now being seen entering his space.

"Assalamualaikum," said the middle-aged man, he was seen smiling to see Alvin who was conscious and was now sitting on a gurney.

"Waalikumsalam," Alvin replied as he returned the middle-aged man's smile.

"Alhamdulillah, you are aware, Vin," said Mr. Darmendara while sitting on a chair on the side of Alvin's gurney.

"Alhamdulillah, Sir. Thank you, Father, for helping me and bringing me here" Alvin said.

"You're my friend's son, so it's my duty to help you, Vin. Now how are you doing, does anyone still feel pain?" asked Mr. Darmenra staring at the whole body of Alvin from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.

There were no severe external injuries, there were only a few bandages on the cheeks due to the blisters from the punches.

"I'm better, sir. Sorry because I've been troublesome, Father," said Alvin still feel bad for Mr. Darmendra.

"I don't know where you live now, and I don't know your family number either, so until now they don't know if you're in this hospital, yet," obviously Mr. Darmendra.

"Yes, Sir. Let me tell my family" replied Alvin.

"Better now, pity your family must be worried because you didn't come home all night." Mr. Darmendra held out his cell phone to Alvin.

Alvin was silent with a confused look, he seemed hesitant to receive a cellphone call from Mr. Darmendra.

"Take it, you just call me on my phone," said Mr. Darmendra.

"But, Pak–" Alvin still looks awkward and reluctant to receive more help from Mr. Darmendra.

"Take it, pity your family" said Mr. Darmendra.

"Or I told my driver to pick them up, just" continued Mr. Darmendra again.

"No need, sir. All right I will call my family, just" said Alvin while taking the phone in the hands of Mr. Darmendra slowly.

Alvin was silent when Mr. Darmenra's phone was in his hands, he was confused who he would contact. Because at this time Mang Lukman must still work, while Mr. Umar, when Alvin was about to press his number, the shadow of yesterday afternoon made him stop his finger.

"What's up, Vin?" ask Mr. Darmendra.

"Eum, Mamang must still be at work, so let me call later if he's home" replied Alvin while returning Mr. Darmendra's phone.

"Well if that is so," nodded Mr. Darmendra while receiving his phone back.

"This is your necklace? Yesterday I found it in your hands," said Mr. Darmendra giving a necklace with a blue stone pendant to Alvin.

"Really, Sir. Thank you for keeping this necklace for me. It's very precious to me, sir." Alvin stared at the necklace with a happy twinkle on his face.

"Then take it," said Mr. Darmndra.

Alvin took the necklace from Mr. Darmendra's hand.     

Moments later the sound of the door being knocked on made the two men of different ages distract him.

"Come in" replied Mr. Darmendra, without the slightest suspicion.

Yes, it was Mr. Umar and Max who were behind him, it seemed like they managed to find Alvin's whereabouts without having to be told.

"There's guests? Forgive us for interrupting" said Mr. Umar about to go back outside.

While Mr. Darmendra who can recognize Max seemed to frown at seeing that person could be here, especially knowing Alvin.

"No-no, I'm just for a moment, it just so happens that I have a meeting outside," replied Mr. Darmendra to arrest Mr. Umar and Max.

"Alvin, I say goodbye first, you take good care of yourself, do not let this incident happen again," said Mr. Darmendra who immediately get a nod from Alvin.

"If you need help, just call me" he continued, before leaving Alvin's room.

"I'm also sorry to go outside" Max said, before finally letting the two men of different ages just the two in the room.

Mr. Umar seemed to walk closer to Alvin after seeing the door closed tightly. He chose to sit in the chair that was occupied by Mr. Darmendra.

 

"Vin," called Mr. Umar in a soft and stiff tone.

Alvin remained silent, he still remembered the words of Mr. Umar's apology in the former factory yesterday, which automatically justified all the remarks from Mr. Mardo who accused Mr. Umar of being the murderer of Mr. and Alin.

In the past he always hoped to know who was driving the truck. Now Alvin feels sorry to have known it, at this time he wants to forget everything, so that his relationship with Mr. Umar can be intertwined as usual.

"Thank God you're okay. I don't have to worry about you anymore" said Mr. Umar staring at Alvin's back who was sitting holding him.

Alvin squeezed out the blanket he was wearing to ease the pain in his heart. Angry, disappointed, mixed with the affection he had given to the middle-aged man, who he had considered his own grandfather, made Alvin feel tormented.

"I know I don't deserve to be sorry for my carelessness a few years ago. I also feel ashamed to ask you that, Vin," said Mr. Umar, looking down deeply, his eyes flushed red, recalling the time in which the memories of his life were severed.

"You have every right to hate me, Vin. I will not forbid it either" continued Mr. Umar again.

Meanwhile, in front of Alvin's room, it appears that Mr. Darmendra is sitting side by side with Max.

"Why do you know the boy?" ask Mr. Darmendra to Max.

"He's a child that my senior considered a child, sir," Max replied.

"Ohya?" Mr. Darmendra looked at Max's face with a frown.

"Is he one of the innocent victims of your opration?" ask Mr. Darmendra full of investigation.

He found Alvin lying on the side of the road with scars and fights all over his body. Now, of course, the existence of Max becomes the material of the curse.

Mr. Darmendra certainly knows who Max is and his mafia organization, the successor of the mafia boss was a friend of his son while they were studying there.

"You could say so, sir. But, it's been going on for a long time, and it has nothing to do with the organization" Max said.

"old? What was the accident a few years ago?" asked Mr. Darmendra increasingly curious, he really never thought if the accident a few years ago had anything to do with the mafia organization.

"Mr, you know?" max asked, with a surprised face.

"The car driven by Mr. Alvin, is my car. He borrowed it to celebrate his daughter's birthday" explained Mr. Darmendra who made Max widen his eyes.

The world is small enough for them this time. How can it continue to involve people who already know each other? It even involves important people, such as Mr. Darmendra and the organizations in which he works today.

Really, it turned out that the accident was no ordinary little accident. It's an accident involving three large corporate families in the country. Darmenda as the one who owns the car, Black Eagle mafia organization which at that time still employs Pak Umar as the head of an Indonesian branch organization, also a large family of conglomerates in Indonesia namely; namely; the Permadi– extended family of Mardo and Rengganis, uncle and mother of Alvin.

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