Black Pen

24

The streets of Subang city during the day are so dense, making the speed of the motor speed is inhibited, dust scattered through the nose and eyes, and the, not to mention the very bright weather makes the sun seem to be one inch above the head. Hot, sultry and also upset that's how I feel.

"What the hell is this? It's a lot of uncharacteristic" I opened my mouth, wondering at the traffic jam he was trying to break through.

"Well there is a fallen tree in front" Akbar pointed to a crowd of people trying to lift a tree blocking the main road.

He tried to break through heavy traffic by overtaking several public transport and a dark black sedan, unexpectedly a bus came from the opposite direction at high speed.

Akbar ignored the bus, he just focused on the road so that as soon as possible through the crowd of people so that the bike can go back to normal.

My heart was beating very fast, I closed my eyes while tightening my arms to Akbar's body, fear sticking out in my mind made my body seem to float while seeing the bus that was getting closer was speeding very fast.

"Yyyyyyyy"

I shouted out loudly, the instant the terrifying shadow of death presented itself.

Akbar who was carrying a motorcycle in a drunk state was lucky to avoid the collision that almost took our lives.

However, my feet rubbed directly on the front tire of the left bus which made my skin slightly raised. Quickly Akbar took his bike to the left side, everyone stared at us in relief.

It was just that I seemed to have lost half of my consciousness, I opened my eyes with a blank look and a racing heart .

"I'm still alive?" I looked at Akbar with a question. I saw Akbar who was so worried about my situation, clearly drawn on his face the guilt of not paying attention to my safety.

"Aren't you papa?" He felt my right leg, warm blood dripping from the scraped wound .

"I'm fine, let's go home" I noticed the pain in my legs, the shadow that had just happened made me reluctant to look at the wound from the friction.

"We stopped for a while" He turned on the left cent to signal, then stopped right in front of a pharmacy not far from where the fallen tree lay.

He immediately rushed into the dispensary to buy some antibiotics, alcohol and bandages .

I just kept silent with a blank look and a thought that kept floating on a deathbed, if only a little he did not avoid the bus, maybe we were both dead considering the right lane turned out to be a pretty deep ravine, which is quite deep, people say accidents happen almost every week and almost all of them take lives.

"Let's go down, let me treat your wound" Akbar held my right hand, woke me up from the daydream, he led me down from the bike.

I don't know since when he was standing next to me, I didn't even see him coming back from the dispensary.

I immediately went down with the help of Akbar, he carried my body on a chair in front of the pharmacy.

We sat next to him, he lifted my right leg and then kept it on his thighs.

" A aw aw, sick. Slow down" I slightly snapped at him, but he treated me very carefully.

"I'm sorry, it's taken you by surprise"

He looked down, his gaze fixed on the wound on my right leg, his hand deftly wrapped the wound with the bandage he was holding.

"I'm fine, there's something else that scares me other than death"

"What's that?" He raised his head, filled with curiosity.

"Lost you, again !"