Because of the Trash

Growing Wounds

Hearing that sentence, Ayu immediately ran out of the mall with tears wiped away.

He did not care about the strange looks of people to him, he was not strong enough to hold back his cries.

Instantly, Riki's line of speech repeated itself in his brain. He recalls various insults from Riki.

Brak ...!

The main door was opened violently by Ayu and immediately ran to the room, he came home in a taxi. Bibik who was in the kitchen also ran towards the front because he was shocked to hear the sound.

"What's up, sir?" bibik asked worriedly to the guard who entered the house.

"That, Neng Ayu got off the taxi right away. I don't know why either" replied the guard, who was also confused.

"Astaghfirullah, did he meet his brother, huh?"

"I don't know Bik."

Bibik walked closer to Ayu's room, knocked repeatedly on the door but there was no answer.

In fact, the door of the room was locked from the inside by Ayu. For the spare key, it will usually be in the room Angga.

"Neng Ayu, let's open it. Neng why? Here's the same story, aunt!" persuade Bibik to stick an ear on Ayu's door to hear clearly what is happening inside.

Brak ...!

"Yes ...!"

"I hate myself!"

Pyar ...!

The sound of broken glass rang out from inside Ayu's room, making Bibik flinch and holding his shocked heart.

He immediately ran and took a cellphone to contact Angga, while waiting for Angga he ran towards the post to be able to break down Ayu's room.

"Sir! Please ...!" bibik shouted with a breath that was already frenzied.

"What's Bik, why Neng Ayu?"

"That, in his room. There's a broken glass, please sir. I'm afraid he's doing something reckless inside!"

Without a second thought, the guard immediately ran to leave Bibik who was still breathing.

"Neng Ayu, neng! Get out, open the door Neng!" the guard shouted with an occasional break down the door.

Because the door is so strong it is impossible if it can be opened with the repulsion of the body of the guard.

"In the meantime, I'll just take the spare key" said Angga who had just arrived home with Bibik behind him.

Bibik immediately made room for Angga to open the door, quickly the door opened and a very sad look of someone was on the bed with his right hand rolled.

Blood dripped from Ayu's hands to the floor, Angga ran quickly, "QUICK PREPARE THE CAR!" yelled Angga in a fuss.

He carried Ayu quickly outside the room, while Bibik was already shedding tears.

The car quickly exited the courtyard of the house, an anxious look on everyone's faces. The aunt chose to go back into the room in a hurry.

He took Ayu's clothes and other equipment, it was impossible if Ayu was not hospitalized in the hospital.

Stared at Bibik first the blood that was still there, immediately his heart was sliced, "Neng Ayu, neng Ayu. You why anyway nduk, you should tell the same Bibik. Not to do this, "bibik wiped away his tears.

Bibik immediately rushed out of Ayu's room and closed it again, maybe after knowing Ayu will be treated where also as severe as what the disease is new he will go home to clean up.

"Where'd you go Bik?" asked the guard saw Bibik carrying a large enough bag.

"You're coming to the hospital sir."

"Do you know the hospital?"

"Yaudah, Auntie wait here first. Later the driver calls Pak Angga to know where the hospital is."

Bibik finally according to the words of the guard, Mr. Guard already knows how Bibik's feelings and thoughts. Instead, he told Bibik to sit with him.

***

The safe is pushed quickly, until it enters the ER room first.

"Sorry, sir, you're outside."

"But I'm his father."

"Yes, you're outside let us check on your son."

"Sir, let them check on Neng Ayu. Mr. here alone," forbid the driver of Angga and hold the body of the man so as not to enter.

Angga slightly moved away from the door and made the nurse close the door again, the driver gave a drink to Angga.

"Drink first, sir. So that you can calm down."

Angga took a drink and sat down, after finishing drinking himself back to stand and paced like an iron.

The sound of a mobile phone ringing sounded from the pocket of the Angga driver, he immediately took the phone.

"Yes, what's wrong Bik?"

"Where was Neng Ayu taken to the hospital?"

"Hospital of Hope, Bik."

"Thank you, auntie's going there."

Tut ...!

The call was cut off, the driver put his phone back in his pocket and looked at Angga with sadness.

Whereas in the office earlier, Angga will have an important meeting. Hearing the phone call from Bibik who was anxious and his voice was frightened.

He immediately canceled and had Angga's secretary replace him at the meeting this time.

"Sir, it's adzan. Better Mr. Salat first let me take care of Neng Ayu, later we change. Doctors work, we pray. In order for Neng Ayu to be safe and not why-why," suggested the driver and immediately stared at Angga.

Angga put down the bottle and left without saying a word to the driver.

15 Minutes have passed, now Angga is laying his hands with eyes that have issued a clear circle.

He is not ashamed or uncomfortable with the person in the musala, again the musala is not too many people in it is also partly gone.

"Yes, God. The Most Merciful, the Most Merciful, save my daughter, O Allah. Though I have no right to touch him or even be so close to him. However, if it wasn't me, who would he have to complain to?"

"I forgive the one who neglects to take care of Your care, the one who is too indifferent to him. Please save him who is struggling inside, I promise you, O Allah. I'll find out who made my son do something this close."

"If it is the son of the servant who makes the person hurt first, the servant will apologize to the person and scold also teach the servant child to be respectful to others. However, please don't take him."

With a trembling body, Angga swept his hands over the face that was already filled with tears.

He removed tears and fluid from his nose, not forgetting to think to be calm to face everything that happened.

Breathe out, pulling it back. Several times this was done Angga until finally he was sure he was ready and strong.

Angga came out of the musala and put on his shoes first, he trimmed clothes that had messy hair too.

"Sir, since when is here?" asked Angga when he found Bibik was on the bench waiting in front of the ER.

"A few minutes ago, sir."

"Please pray, there is a barrier," asked Angga and replied to a nod with both of them.