Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 45

Wiwit tersenyum puas karena usahanya berhasil. Dendamnya terbalaskan sudah. Walaupun dia tak yakin Citra meninggal, tapi setidaknya dia bisa membalaskan rasa sakit hati dalam hatinya karena Citra.

Wiwit got out of the storage and locked it immediately. He entered the house through the back door of his house. He walked in with a satisfied smile.

"Hopefully he will die soon. So it wasn't in vain my effort just now" he murmured.

"Who are you praying for to die soon?" A voice shocked Wiwit who was muttering alone.

Wiwit was silent at the question. His face turned pale. His tongue felt faint and his heart was beating faster than usual.

"Answer! Who are you praying to die soon?" The voice asked again.

Wiwit's getting shaky. He did not dare to look at the person behind him. He was still facing the back door he had just closed.

"You don't have a mouth? Answer my question?" snatch that voice.

"Em.. em... em. Mosquito Ma'am. Yes, the mosquito will die quickly given a spray mosquito repellent. Yes, a mosquito" said Wiwit.

"Oh so you like my husband? You doain I die so I can marry my husband?"

Wiwit frowned. He was amazed by the words he heard. Husband? Whose husband? She never had contact with anyone's husband?

Wiwit looked back. He then walked slowly towards the middle room. And how surprised he was when he saw Bu Aminah watching the soap opera

flying fish.

"Whoops! It was just a soap opera. Kirain was the one!" said relieved.

"You just got back from Wit?" asked Bu Aminah who saw Wiwit had just entered the house.

"Yes" replied Wiwit short. The girl walked to her room and entered. Don't forget he locked the door to his room tightly.

Meanwhile, Citra's body lying on the road was immediately lifted and put into an ambulance car. Anne entered the ambulance with Citra.

"Partra, I'm sorry. Sorry I can't take care of you. I'm sorry I left you at the gate earlier," Anne said with her sobs.

"Sir, you should contact the victim's parents. Let's get them to the hospital soon." A nurse in the ambulance advised Anne.

Anne nodded her head. He immediately picked up his phone which he had stored in his shirt pocket.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ma" said Anne with a trembling voice holding back tears.

"Wa'alaikumusalam Nak," replied a voice across the phone.

"Where else is it?" ask Anne.

"Again in this house. I want OTW to pick you up," replied Ms. Mirna.

"Can you go straight to the hospital?" ask Anne again.

"To the hospital? Wh why? Who's sick?" Ms. Mirna started to panic at the word hospital.

"Ma's Image. Imaginary accident. Now I'm on the way to the hospital" Anne replied in a trembling voice.

"WHAT?!" Miss Mirna screamed in shock.

"How is Citra?" tanyanya panic.

"It's still on Ma's road. Go to the hospital. Mama's coming to the hospital" said Anne.

The phone call ended. Miss Mirna immediately contacted her husband. In the midst of his panic, the woman forgot what she was doing.

Miss Mirna immediately went inside her room and changed into clothes. Then in a hurry, the woman immediately walked out from inside the house. Ms. Mirna also forgot to tell her domestic assistant about Citra. All he had in mind was the image. He was afraid Citra was seriously injured.

"Sir Kosim please anterin me to the hospital right now," Ms Mirna told her private driver.

Without much question, Mr. Kosim immediately drove the employer to the hospital. The middle-aged man immediately drove his car to the hospital.

"Darling!" call Miss Mirna.

Seeing the arrival of the mother, Anne immediately poured into the arms of her mother. She cried in the warm embrace of her mother.

"Sorry Anne Ma. Anne can't take care of the image" Anne said.

Miss Mirna stroked the child's arm gently. The woman tried to calm the child.

"Sorry Anne who left Citra alone at the school gate earlier. Sorry Anne Ma" he said.

Anne felt guilty for leaving Citra alone at the school gate. Had he not left Citra, perhaps this would never have happened. Maybe Citra will never lie bleeding like this.

"Anne calm down, honey. It's accident. It's not Anne's fault." Miss Mirna tried to calm the child.

"Now we are praying that Citra will wake up quickly" said Ms Mirna.

Anne nodded her head in her arms. In his heart he hoped that Citra would soon pass through her critical period. He hoped that Citra would open her eyes immediately and get well soon.

"How is the image?" asked Azwan who had just arrived there.

Anne let go of her embrace and looked at Azwan who was still wearing a basketball suit complete with his shoes.

"The image is still inside. She is still being examined by the Doctor" Miss Mirna replied on behalf of Anne.

Azwan breathed a sigh of relief. Although it could not be denied in his heart was still overwhelmed with feelings of anxiety and worry.

"Where is the story how can the image of an accident?" ask Azwan.

"So right about to go home, my stuff is missing. So I said the same image to take my stuff it," Anne explained.

"My hands are back again. The image is lying on the road" Anne continued.

Azwan was about to reply to Anne's words when his tail saw a doctor coming out of the ER room. The young man approached the doctor, followed by Ms Mirna and Anne.

"Where is Citra Dok?" ask Azwan.

The young doctor took off his glasses and looked at Azwan.

"You who? I need to talk to the patient's parents" the doctor said.

"I am Citra's mother. How's my son doing Doc?" Miss Mirna asked the doctor.

"Let's go with me to the room. There are a few things I want to tell my mother" the doctor said.

"Anne, Ivan! You guys are high here huh. Name's going to the doctor's room first. Later if Papa has arrived, please tell Papa to go to the doctor's room yes," said Ms Mirna before stepping into the doctor's room.

"Yes Ma" Azwan and Anne answered together.

Azwan and Anne wait in front of the ER room. The feeling of both is raging. I don't know what the doctor will say to my mom. But both hope that Citra does not experience bad things. They hope that the image can be realized soon.

"Please sit down, ma'am" the doctor told Ms. Mirna.

"Thank Doc. So how's my son doing Doc?" Miss Mirna repeated her question.

The young doctor let out a long sigh before answering Bu Mirna's question.

"The collisions in Citra's head are pretty loud. It looks like he was hit from behind by a motorbike or car so he slammed hard" the doctor began his explanation.

Ms. Mirna listened carefully to the doctor's explanation. The woman did not want to miss a speck of information from the doctor.

"Because of that, Citra's cranium suffered a rift. And consequently...."

"What Doc? Cracks?" Ms. Mirna screamed in disbelief at her hearing. It was already his body when he heard that.

"Yes Mom. And as a result he suffered..."