Belongs to Other Women

The Part 63

It's late at night. I decided to go home. Alex and Lisa insisted on driving me. But I refused.

"Are you sure you can drive with your gini?" Alex insists.

I just nodded. Alex and Lisa found out that Jefri called me this afternoon.

"We're taking Tik?" bargain Lisa, "Let the cave drive, Alex followed, so the cave came home with Alex."

"Ga papa kok, cave can." I said as I walked towards the car.

"Tik, please.." persuade Lisa again.

I looked at Lisa and Alex, "Cave ga papa, I can still take the car. You guys just calm down." My smile was forced.

Lisa breathed her rough. I get in my car and get out of there.

Throughout the journey my mind drifted. Imagining Jefri who is still attentive with his ex. I realized the boy was sick. But why did he call me like nothing happened. His phone was inactive for a long time. Jefri was never like this. My tears slowly fell back, flooding my cheeks.

Is there still that woman?

Was the child so precious to him that he was like this?

Didn't tell me all day.

Is that child really not his?

Well, bullshit if I think with a flash I can replace the position of the woman who has been lodged in her heart for 6 years.

I'm too naive!!

My crying is becoming. My brain's getting messed up. And suddenly the flash of light blinded my gaze and......

Bruukkkc..

Preangg..

Tiiiii.......

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Jefri POV's.

"Well, didn't Tika say where she was going this afternoon?" I asked Mamah Tika.

As soon as my phone was closed, I decided to immediately slide towards Tika's house. After I proposed to her, she was never like this. I felt something was wrong and it turned out to be true, once I got to her house, she wasn't there.

"He just said he wanted to walk around the fresh air. Mamah was also confused, this morning she did not work. Padahalkan cut is still not acc." explained Mamah.

I took a long breath. It's 10 o'clock now. I waited 5 hours for him to come home. Even my phone was always the operator answering it. I'm starting to worry.

"You're all right, aren't you?" tanya Mamah looked at me sharply with a tone of voice full of emphasis.

I'm confused, "I think it's okay Mah. Hp I've been dead all day. My daughter's in surgery so I'm in the hospital. And I don't bring hp charger trus can't ngabarin Tika either."

Mamah looked riled up and drank a few sips of water from the glass she had been holding since. But unfortunately when Mamah tried to put the glass, suddenly the glass glass slid freely from the table and smashed against the floor tiles.

Prangs....

Looks like Mamah put it off the table. Me and Mom were both surprised. Now shards of shard are scattered on the floor. Mama was in silent shock. Bi Mince ran up to us.

"Mah! Mama ga papa? Is there anything to do with Mah?" i'm panicking.

"Good Madam!" immerse Bi Mince at a glance.

"Bi, please take the same broom box P3K yes, Mamah's leg blisters." I asked because I saw a blood splash on Mamah's calf.

I touched Mamah's hand, "Mah,"

Mamah seemed to be suffocating in shock, then looked at me sharply.

"Mamah's feet scratched his shard," I told him.

Mamah just looked down, saw her feet, then looked back at me. My view is empty. I helped Mamah to get out of there. Bi Mince immediately handed the P3K box to me, then cleaned the broken glass thoroughly.

I dribbled Mama to sit on the sofa of the television room. Then I treated the wound on Mamah's leg.

"Mamah ain't papa, is it? Mamah makirin what the hell can get off so naroh the glass." I asked while cleaning the scratches.

Fortunately, there were no shards of shard attached to Mamah's calf. After I finished cleaning, I immediately attached antiseptic plaster to the surface of the wound. Done it.

"Try you call Tika again, hp her ain't in the same matain him?" mama panicked.

Confused, I immediately ran to get my phone on the living room table. I saw Bi Mince checking the floor he had cleaned. I walked back to Mamah looking for Tika's number on the phonebook. I press the call. Connecting..

Tutt..

Tutt..

Tutt..

The phone picked up, the boisterous voice of the person sounded. There are also ambulance sounds, and other noisy voices.

"Tika Hallo?" confused say.

"Hallo, finally someone called too, from earlier we were confused about where to contact, because hp ke-lock, this is the owner of the phone accident.." replied the man across there.

"What's? Sorry who is this? Where's the tika? Please don't be kidding." I said.

"He was in an accident Mas, this was again put into the ambulance, I took the delivery. He was taken to Soliam Hospital. Please go there soon." continued the man panicked.

I who heard that didn't believe it. With the phone still on, I fell to the floor. My knees feel weak. Mamah who saw me reflexively approached me and snatched my phone.

"Acts.. Dear.. You where? Mamah.." Mama who then suddenly fell silent.

"I'll be there right away, please don't stay with my own son. I'll be there soon." said Mamah again.

I was like out of breath. My tears fell I can't take it anymore. At a glance my ears seemed to hear the voice of Tika who was spoiled calling out to me. My brain briefly brought up his face which I still saw smiling yesterday afternoon while pecking at my spoiled cheek. I felt oxygen moving away from around me. I try to breathe out of my open mouth.

"Jefri Jefri, please be strong. You must be strong. We need to get to the hospital now!" said Mamah in front of me who seemed to try harder than me.

"Bi, please call Mr. Kasim security complex, ask him to help make our chauffeur to Soliam hospital. Tika accident." said Mamah.

"Good Mistress."

Before long Mr. Kasim came and immediately started the car engine, Mama and I were waiting next to Mamah's car.

"Bi, please tell Max to Haikal, at Soliam's hospital. Kabinin Lisa too." said Mamah again while driving me into the car.

Then we immediately darted away.

Along the way, I could not hold back my tears. Many times I rubbed my face rough and many times I grabbed the top of my hair and pulled it. I'm afraid something happened to Tika. I'm afraid of losing her.

I've never felt this way. I never cried for a woman like this other than my mother. Time and again came the face of Tika who was so innocent, so spoiled if with me.

Suddenly Mamah touched both of my hands that had been grasping my phone tightly. I turned my head, Mamah looked strong, smiling forcefully at me.

"Tika must be fine. She's powerful. But you have to be stronger. He needs you. And Mamah needs you for her." said Mamah firmly.

I nodded quickly. I glimpsed in the dim light of the street lamp Mamah's cheeks wet with her tears. He was just as devastated to hear this news, crying but not making a sound as I sobbed along the way.