Beautiful Tailor

The Fall of First Love Dance

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In the afternoon before Maghrib Tari came out of the Sandi family house, he was expelled from there. Stuck he walked while carrying his belongings, the goal is now a sewing stall where he can find money.

As soon as he arrived in front of his sewing stall, Dari knocked on the door of the stall. Somehow he was sure if his father and stepmother were now in his sewing stall.

Bu Hanifa did not mess with his words. He had already expelled Mr. Syabani and Ms. Rosita from the rented house he owned. Because Mr. Syabani and Ms. Rosita are no longer in the rented house they have occupied so far.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Back Dance knocked on the stall because there was no reply from inside when the first beat was. Dance started to rouse and think about the no-no.

Dodi from across the street looking at Dance. He just standardised his duck bike.

"Dance!!!" call Dodi.

Dance looked towards the source of the voice that called out to her.

"Bang Dodi's... Have you seen my mom and dad here?" tanya Tari yelled as Dodi was across the street.

Dodi runs across the street to tell Tari.

"Your father is at Pratama Clinic, Tari. He vomited blood and went limp. So the residents here advise to take your father to the clinic to be infused and have the power. And this brother just came home from driving your father," said Dodi explained.

Fainting dance he fell to the floor, his body was also very weak and powerless. His body is sick and crumpled because the whip by Sandi has not been lost. He was also beaten and kicked by Ms. Hanifa while returning from the hospital. Plus, at this time he heard his father was sick of vomiting blood, so he fainted on the floor.

The next day Dari woke up and opened her eyes. He looked around, he tried to recognize the place where he lay now, he was in a room. The room is estimated to be 3x2 meters. Slowly Dance woke up, but when going to move it turned out to be on her back attached to the infusion. Tari guessed herself was now in a clinic or hospital.

Dari walked towards the door with an intravenous fluid hanging from her pole. He opened the door of the room, when the door opened his guess was right, he was at the Pratama Clinic. He was very familiar with the clinic, because Mr. Syabani was often treated at the clinic.

At that time, Ms. Rosita, who was sitting in the waiting room, saw Dance. Ms. Rosita quickly stood up to Tari.

"Dance, are you conscious?" Miss Rosita hugged Dance. They hugged each other and shed tears.

"Where's your father, ma'am?" tanya Dari after breaking their arms.

Dari saw his father lying weak, his face was very pale from losing a lot of blood while vomiting blood. But at that time Mr. Syabani was still fully aware. Mr. Syabani also looked at Tari who was still at the door led by Ms. Rosita.

Mr. Syabani was not able to do anything when he found out his son was a victim of the KDRT. He left everything to the authorities. Because he knows himself enough, be prepared for Sandi's family appeal. For the cost of living and residence, the Sandilah family supported her during the marriage of Tari with Sandi.

And when it was reported that Tari was admitted to the hospital because of Sandi's harsh treatment, Mr. Syabani was shocked to hear it so that his health which had indeed decreased further when he found out it. Even for walking Mr. Syabani must be papah by Ms. Rosita.

Dance approached her father's bed. The hand of Mr. Syabani outstretched to hug his baby who lived a very steep life. He was sad as a parent unable to defend his baby.

"I'm sorry, Dari. You are not there when you need your help. You go through this very hard life alone, as if you live alone in this world. It should be when you are hurt by your husband, it is the father who stands at the front to defend and help you. But it's just that you didn't do anything." Mr. Syabani uttered it with a pale face and a stinging breath.

"Sir, Sir. Father is a great father, Tari knows no parents who want their children to live hard. And so is Dance. Dari wants you to live happily in your old age. I've helped Tari a lot, Dari not live alone, Tari happy because it has a great father like father," Tari said it with a voice shaking while crying in his father's arms.

Mr. Syabani covered his face, he sobbed. He was ashamed of himself, unable to stand up for the only one he loved so much.

Likewise with Miss Rosita, Miss Rosita hugged Dari from behind, Miss Rosita was very moved. Tears flooded the 3x2-meter room at the clinic.

After the atmosphere was somewhat calm and crying had subsided Tari realized that her father looked very crowded.

"Father claustrophobic huh? dance asked the nurse to put in oxygen, for a moment" said Tari.

"Let's go, Dance. You sit down, "Mother Rosita pity to see that Dance is hard to walk.

Moments later, the nurse also attached an oxygen hose to Mr. Syabani's nose and turned on the oxygen so that Mr. Syabani was not crowded.

But after being installed oxygen was like it had no effect on Mr. Syabani. His breathing was still tight, even getting crowded.

Dari and Ms. Rosita who were sitting on the chair realized that. The two of them stood up to see the change that had happened to Mr. Syabani. Mr. Syabani is very difficult to breathe, even though the oxygen hose is installed.

Quickly Ms. Rosita called the nurse again, some nurses entered the room and examined Mr. Syabani. Panicked dance, he could not calm down to see his very claustrophobic father. The nurse also had trouble to take action on Mr. Syabani because Tari continued to hug Mr. Syabani and continued to cry.

One of the nurses injected the drug into Mr. Syabani's intravenous fluids. After a while there was no change as well and Mr. Syabani was seen not breathing anymore his face was very pale. The nurse checked Mr. Syabani's heartbeat and pulse. It turns out that Mr. Syabani is dead.

With a heavy heart the nurse told Tari and Ms. Rosita that Mr. Syabani was dead. Dari cried hysterically while hugging Mr. Syabani's body. Her first love has left her forever.

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