Because of the Trash

Already Conscious

"Mas, where are you from? How long ago, she just wanted to go to the mall," asked Caca when her husband just got home.

"I've met Diva's child" explained Riki and sat on the edge of the mattress with a little loosening the tie.

"Huh?" caca asked in shock and walked over to Riki, "you didn't say anything to him, did you?"

"No, I just told him not to be close to our family."

"Mas, why? How are you even talking about that same kid who doesn't know his parents' business?"

"That's why I told him about our business and his family, let him be self-conscious as a child!"

Caca shook his head staring in disbelief at what Riki said, himself rising up.

"I can't believe Mas is that bad, he's not wrong why Mas even talk like that to him? He doesn't know anything about any of this!"

"That's why I tell you! However she will surely inherit her mother's crafty nature, I just don't want my son and my family to be the victims of her mother's crimes. They could be together, that's it! I'm just going to the study, why even debate with you because of them?"

Riki leaves behind Caca who still does not think that Riki is that close, for any child will still be hurt if told to stay away from someone who he does not know what his fault is.

***

The hospital door opened, Angga stood up and looked at the doctor who had just walked out of the room.

"How's my daughter Doctor doing?"

"Alhamdulillah, fortunately your daughter was quickly brought here. Lf it doesn't? Maybe his life was not helped because of the slashed daughter Father's veins deep enough."

"Princess Father will be moved his room, Mr. please pay administration first and determine the room you want where. Then, excuse me!"

The doctor went from the presence of Angga to make the man a little relieved, he immediately walked towards the administration to pay for the room rental later.

The driver and Bibik had been told to go home by Angga, he could not have told them to accompany Ayu who did not know when he could be visited.

After completing the administration, Ayu who was still closing her eyes was removed with her body lying in a gurney.

Towards the VIP room which only contains one person in the room, there is a sofa, a closet, a small refrigerator and a bathroom and television.

Angga arranged Ayu's clothes that Bibik had brought to the closet while waiting for the nurse to come out of his daughter's room.

"If something happens to Ayu, you can immediately press the phone, yes. We'll come straight here" explained the nurse.

"Okay, thanks Buk."

"Together Sir, I'm sorry!"

Angga nodded and immediately sat down at Ayu's side, he looked at that shady face and turned to the hand that was bandaged by the doctor.

"Who made you do something this close, son?"

"Is it really the pain she's saying to you? I'm sorry Papa didn't know that."

Unknowingly, tears had already flooded Angga's face. He looked forward with a hardened jaw and a tightly clenched hand.

"Papa won't let the man who made you so calm down like this, he's almost for you to leave forever from Papa and Papa will make the same thing for him!" press Angga staring sharply towards the front.

Angga took the phone in his pocket by removing the tears on his face.

"Hello, what's the matter, boss?" ask someone in the room.

"You please go to the mall and check the CCTV there, ask for help with the CCTV guard. Look Ayu met who was at the mall at the time."

"Good, Boss."

Tut ...!

Two hours Ayu was still at home closing her eyes and during that time Angga was still faithfully accompanying Ayu.

"Eug," The whimpering sound coming out from Ayu's pale lips made Angga immediately stare excitedly at Ayu.

"What's wrong with you, honey? Is anyone sick or what?" tanya Angga got up from the seat and looked towards Ayu who had just opened her eyes.

Ayu just stared at the phone and shook her head slowly.

"Darling, what do you want? Do you want to drink or eat?" ask Angga back.

"You're dead. Ayu was about to die, Pa," she looked at Angga with tears that had broken from the corner of her eyes.

"Sutt ... Honey, you can't say that, yeah. Papa won't let you leave Papa first, won't," wistfully Angga rubbed the corner of Ayu's eye that issued a clear bulb.

"You gotta be healthy, tomorrow you're going to college, baby. You bought a book to gain knowledge. Masa, a doctor who was supposed to take care of himself even hurt himself, anyway?"

"Don't be like this, honey. Please, you must be healed and healthy. Papa is sure you can be healthy!"

Various words Angga not at all in Ayu's response, he just stared ahead without glancing at Angga again.

"Darling, wait a minute, yeah. Papa wants to talk to the doctor first, you don't papa left, right?" ask Angga back.

Shut up, no response. That was what Ayu did after she expressed her wish. Angga who did not see a direct response to push the phone.

"Yes, what's wrong, sir?"

"Can you please go to my room, Buk?"

"Good, sir."

Tut ...!

Angga grabbed his hair strong, he was like being torn to shreds seeing his son change drastically as if losing himself.

"What's up, sir?" ask the nurse who came.

"Please take care of my son for a moment, Buk. I want to talk to the doctor."

"Oh, good sir."

Angga out of the room, the plan he will ask the doctor why with his son. Is Ayu affected by mental disorders or how.

If exposed, maybe he will bring Ayu to the psychologist later. There is no harm in asking the doctor first.

"Hay, Ayu. What are you looking at above?" ask the nurse sitting near Ayu's bed while looking up.

The nurse frowned and looked at Ayu's face, "Well, what's wrong with you?" ask the nurse to come back.

"If you want a story, tell me the same story. We're both girls and just think of me as your brother."

Ayu tilted her face slightly to look towards the nurse, a smile given by the nurse as Ayu stared at her.

"I want to be alone," Ayu explained in a cold tone and looked back up.

'I lost my identity, I thought I would be strong against the world. Turns out, I'm not that strong. I'm the one who's not strong or the test that comes uncivilized?'

'I want to go to a faraway place, where I am not insulted for the actions of my parents. If I could choose better I would never have been on earth!'