Beautiful Tailor

Dance Doesn't Approach Max

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Earlier, Max deliberately acted to step on the foot of Dance strongly, so that Dance was in great pain. Now his cry is getting louder, a lot of pain he feels.

Max helps Tari to stand up, "Then you don't squat there dong, let's stand I help."

Finally, Dance stood with the help of Max.

"Why are you squatting like that? something's bothering you?" ask Max kepo.

"I want to go to Kasih Medica hospital, but there has been no motorcycle taxi or rickshaw since. I want to order online but my phone is lowbat. Continuing to ride the angkot, I do not know what majors ride the angkot. So I'm sad" said Tari with tears.

But the cry of Dance is funny in Max's eyes, just because the vehicle Dance cried like a child who was left gone by her mother. Max doesn't know what Dance really feels like.

"What if I take you with me" said Max.

Dari quickly looked at Max, "Judah, because you've stepped on my foot until it hurts like this and I'm so hard to walk like this, I accept your offer."

"How about you call him Max, don't you-you," said Max, smiling at Dari.

Actually, Dari is very uncomfortable with this man, if only he did not offer to deliver him to Kasih Medica hospital where his father was treated, he was lazy to serve people like this Max.

"It looks like we are far away, I just call mas yes, Mas Max," said Tari with a flat face.

Max chuckled, but he nodded in agreement. And repeated Mas Max's words in his heart as he chuckled. "Mas Max, mas Max, mas Max."

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Dari and Max have now arrived at Kasih Medica hospital, on a journey that only takes a few minutes ago Dance and Max did not talk much, but Max repeatedly looked at Tari, look at the face of Dance. Because the more in view of the face of the dance the more opium for Max. He wants to keep looking at the natural beautiful face of Dance.

After arriving, Dari immediately got off the Max car, and did not forget to say thank you. Then Dari walked a bit limped because of his foot that was stepped on by Max earlier.

Once again, Max could only look at the back of Dance from inside the car. For Max is very difficult to get close to Tari, he had asked for the mobile number of Tari. But Tari did not give it on the grounds that he did not memorize his mobile number, while his phone was dead so he could not exchange numbers with Max.

When Max asked for her home address, Tari switched the conversation to another topic. She kept looking at the back of Tari until Tari disappeared from her eyes. Actually, he did not have to step on the foot of Dance earlier. But Max had no other idea to approach Dance.

Max decides to leave the parking lot of Kasih Medica hospital and return to Setia Sehat hospital to visit someone.

While Dance, now has met her father and stepmother. His father drowned in the hospital bed, his eyes closed. While his stepmother waited for her father next to her father's bed.

"Mom," said Dance.

Ms. Rosita turned her head, Dari saw her stepmother's eyes looked damp, maybe Ms. Rosita was crying. Dari knows, Miss Rosita loves her father very much, just her attention is a little lacking.

"Where have you been dancing? from then on your father continued," asked Miss Rosita.

"But it was Dance from Mas Fadly's house, Mom. Meeting Mas Fadly's family," replied Tari with a lethargic face.

Usually Miss Rosita always excited if discussing Fadly, but this time she was reluctant.

"So the time of the trip to go home, Mas Fadly same Dance accident, Mom. The car driven by Mas Fadly was hit by a trailer" Tari continued, wiping away tears in the corner of her eyes that had been spilled.

"Astaghfirullah."

Bu Rosita was surprised, he immediately stood up and looked at Dari from top to bottom, but there was no injury in the body of Tari. Miss Rosita scrunched her forehead, she was astonished.

"Dance is not hurt, ma'am. The only one injured was Mas Fadly. Mas Fadly is now in the hospital Setia Sehat and has a head injury," said Tari, as if he knew what Ms. Rosita would ask.

"Oh Allah, the Fadlys will surely kill you, Tari" Rosita covered her mouth with the palm of her bill.

"Not later, Mom. But already. They all blame Dance. They hate to see Dance, they say, The unlucky bearer dance to Mas Fadly's life. Tari was expelled from the hospital Setia Sehat, because the family Mas Fadly did not want to see Tari was there," Tari said what he experienced by crying sobbing.

"Sir, Mum. Mas Fadly hasn't regained consciousness."

Ms. Rosita stroked the back of the head of the Dance with affection, she could not bear to hear the child she continued to be treated like that. Although he used to also often do violence to Dance.

Dance wiped her tears that I don't know how many times.

"Keep, why else, ma'am? why vomit blood again?"

"The doctor said you should have surgery soon, Dance."

Dance took a deep breath, "Doctor said, when should you have surgery?"

"Fast Dance, because the cancer in the lungs of the father has spread very quickly."

Dance thought, must ask for help with who she is now. Not to mention having to pay for the rent that has been delinquent.

"Mom, I don't have any acquaintances or relatives what can I ask for help? let's borrow the money" Tari told Ms. Rosita.

Ms. Rosita seemed to think, "Looks like there's no Dance."

They both fell silent and thought about where to look for borrowed money. Because if you have to rely on the stitches from the dance will definitely take a long time. Mr. Syabani must be operated immediately.

"How about you try to borrow Kemal..." Rosita gave me an idea.

Dance blinked looking at Bu Rosita, "True Ma'am, let Tari try ya."

Dari was immediately out of his father's ward and intended to contact Kemal. After getting outside he pulled out his phone, then he remembered that his phone had been lowbat since.

Dance went back to her father's hospital room. Bu Rosita saw the face of Dance with an expression that could not be interpreted.

"Why?" ask Miss Rosita.

"Mobile phone battery lowbat dance Bu," replied Dari in a lethargic manner.

Miss Rosita's giving her phone, "Now, use mom's phone."

"But Dance doesn't memorize Kemal's cell phone number, ma'am."

"Mother also did not bring a charger, was in a hurry when brought your father here. Yaudah if that's how you go home first, you charger your mobile phone keep calling Kemal immediately."

Dance nodded, confirming the words of her stepmother.

"Keep your rest, tomorrow morning if you want to see your father again. Let me keep your father here."

For a moment Tari looked at her father. Many flavors were raging in his chest right now, not to mention his branched mind. Then after saying goodbye to Ms. Rosita, Tari stepped outside the hospital and went home on a motorcycle rickshaw. Because if it's afternoon like this angkot majors to his house are no longer there.

After arriving in front of his house, Tari was greeted with Hanifa and Sandi who stood on the terrace of the rented house.

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