Barista Looking for Love

PART 15 IS NO LONGER HOLY

Pov Early

Hearing Kak Darda's notification, I lazily took Kak Dali's mobile phone, which was on the nightstand, I quickly opened the phone's key, and I quickly opened the phone, after opening I saw some messages coming through the green application.

[din don't forget to eat the fruit ]

[Din don't forget the milk is drunk so you recover quickly ]

[You are sleeping]

[Yes you have rested so that you recover quickly ended with a smile chat ]

[You are well ]

[Later in the afternoon there is a lawyer there you help ya ]

[Yes met bobo early sweet ]

Some chat messages that entered in the application, with a different time, but since I did not hear the notification and it turns out the sound of the notification on the Activate. I put the phone again, after activating the notification sound, to sound when there is an incoming notification.

"Kok you don't bales chatnya" asked Kak Darda who from earlier noticed me makes me pensive thinking about what the answer is.

"You are angry with him" continued Brother Darda.

I just shook my head, though in my heart I could be angry with a man as good as Kak Dali.

"You need to know, last night in a panic he called me, asking for help to track you down, because the car he was following got into the toll, so he lost track, he said, It's a good thing I was able to track down your brother's whereabouts.

And all you need to know is, after me and the cops came, he was about to get his neck scratched, using a cutter. Fortunately we came on time, so we could save him" continued Kak Darda explained Kak Dali's sacrifice when he saved me last night, so that the clear grains on my cheeks flowed.

"I'm sorry Brother" That's all you can get out of your mouth, don't know what to say.

"You're not wrong, Dali is not wrong, wrong is your brother, so make us like this, so you don't have to apologize, but you have to be together, strengthen each other, strengthen each other, to deal with this problem" replied Kak Darda although it seems he is very funny but it turns out his thinking is more mature than I think.

"I'm ashamed Brother Dali" I explained with a long sigh holding the weight on the chest.

"Then why" asked Brother Darda while continuing to pay attention to me.

"I'm ashamed, because my body is no longer Sacred Brother, does Kak Dali still want to know me, is still willing to pay attention to me, is still willing to pay attention, is he doing good as he is now because I feel sorry for seeing me who has become samp4h, and I am ashamed, as are the people who know this Genesis, whether they still want to be friends with me, I'm afraid, I'm sad, I'm desperate, If ending my life is not sinful, maybe last night I did" I replied with a sob to the point that a clear grain from the nose came out, so excited. I express my heart.

Brother Darda just looked at Sendu, with what I explained, slowly he brought the tissue that was on the hospital nightstand, to clear my tears.

"I'm sorry, Din, you don't mind anything, look at me, look at Dali, we're both still next to you, because we both really care about you, so you don't feel alone" obviously Brother Darda who carried away the atmosphere so several times he turned his face to hide his sadness.

"Thank you, brother, but I'm still traumatized, brother, I'm so scared, let alone I'm just a pickle boy, who was not expected by my parents, that I was dumped in the trash, I was abandoned, I wanted to be raped, O God, my life is so heavy" I said in a loud voice, while crying out for real, making my brother darda stumble, he was confused what to do..

"Don't cry, I'm confused about what to do, I'm sorry" said Kak Darda who looks nervous.

My cry was so loud, that Inviting the attention of the nurses who were on duty, they approached me, perhaps to watch myself who was again in a fragile stage, as fragile as the Kapuk who was blowing in the wind, perhaps to watch myself who was in a fragile stage, my soul was destroyed leaving only a bruised body.

"Yes, you are calm" said a nurse who gently hugged me very tightly, rubbing my back.

"Have you guys please come out" exclaimed the nurse telling her co-workers not to watch me anymore.

There were some sounds of shoes moving away from my bed, and they were no longer heard, after they closed the door tightly.

"Have not cried, you must be strong" said the nurse while continuing to take care of my back so that I feel calmer.

"I'm sorry ma'am" I said softly in a stifled voice.

"It's okay, whenever you want to cry, I'm ready to put a shoulder on, to be your back, the mother replied with a smile on her lips.

"Thank you" I said stammeringly.

"It's okay, you have to be strong yes, Oh yes know the name of Nur Jasmi's mother, just call Nur" explained the middle-aged woman introduced herself.

"Thank you, Mom Nur, I'm sorry the clothes got wet" I said

"Eh you can go out first no, I want to talk" exclaimed Bu Nur while looking at Kak Darda.

As usual Kak Darda just smiled, showing his white teeth that contrasted with the color of his skin.

"That's who you are Din" asked Bu Nur after Kak Darda left unseen.

"That's Brother Darda Bu, he who took me last night, I also do not know close because just met this morning, until now he is accompanying here, because my close friend who was this morning, because of my close friend, he's working again" I explained his condition.

"You should be grateful that there are still many who care about us, but sorry before, your parents where, Kok, they did not visit you" the question that immediately stopped tears, began to fall back.

"I'm sorry, if Mom's question, makes you feel sad" said Bu Nur who felt bad.

"It's okay Mom" I said as I breathed "I'm a pick-up boy. My foster brother said I was picked up in a garbage can, I ran away from home, after my adoptive parents intended to match me to an old man, who was more worthy of being called a grandfather than a husband. So that I met my adoptive brother again, but not a pleasant meeting, but a meeting that made me lose my honor" continued I said everything, I dare to tell a story, because I believe Miss Nur is a good person.

"O Allah, your trials are so severe, may you be patient with them, and you must be sure, every ordeal there will be happiness" only the words that come out of Bu Nur.

"Amiiin" said I lirih

"Now you have to rise up, you have to be a strong woman, you finish the barbaric man, so there are no more victims of his actions" said Bu Nur giving advice.

I just nodded my head, agreeing to his suggestion. It's true that I must not be drawn into this grief, I must rise up, and I must make the Dani rot in prison, although it is not easy but I will fight as much as possible.

"Yes, you have rested, do not cry continuously do not waste energy, oh yes soon the forensic expert doctor will come, to do a visa" said Bu Nur told me.

"Mom, visum. "tanyaku who feel shocked because only on TV did I hear the word visa.

"Create proof that you are a victim of abuse, and will incriminate the punishment of the perpetrator" Ms Nur explained

"I'm afraid Mom, I'm afraid because my chastity has been snatched away" I explained as I wailed, so that the visa was not done.

"Not to be afraid, we as women must dare to speak, because otherwise the criminals will continue to commit crimes, even if they do not. We cannot prevent the crime from happening, but we can try to minimize the crime, by holding them in prison, and hopefully they get the Jera effect" said Bu Nur while fiery. Like the one in front of our gedug.

"So now I have to say something, ma'am" I asked

"Now you rest, I'll call you, after the forensic doctor comes" Bu Nur said.

"But that's okay, if I'm in the visa" asked me who still feels scared.

:Nothing, all Doctors have been sworn to do their jobs well, and keeping the patient secret is their duty, so you should not be afraid, even this you can use when you have a husband, it can be proof, that you lost your crown, by force, not because of delinquency" said Bu Nur at length.

"Thank you very much Ma'am" was the only word I kept saying because I didn't know what to repay her kindness with.

"Don't thank me. Now prepare yourself, to become stronger, the woman must not be weak" Bu Nur encouraged.