DiLeMa LOVE

Love's Dilemma

Syifa kept running. Tracing the grass that is still wet. The cold no longer felt in his body. Running without a definite purpose. Breaking through the foggy morning. Syifa realized he was going the wrong way. If you get caught, then finish the story.

Suddenly Syifa fell. His feet stumbled over a piece of wood. No matter what, Syifa got up and immediately ran. Moreover, Om Bob is only a few meters behind him. Just a few steps, Syifa suddenly stopped. He took the wood that made him fall. While picking up the wood Syifa took a handful of soil that was not too dry, but enough to defend himself.

Syifa confidently confronted Om Bob who was getting closer. Seeing Syifa holding a not so big wood Om Bob smiled disdainfully.

"Interesting, you make me even more impatient to enjoy your wildness."

Bob stopped one meter in front of Syifa. Observing Syifa closely. Looking for a gap to catch him without having to be hit. He took the horses. Preparing to jump, crashing Syifa.

His hands are getting wet. His heart is beating fast. Inwardly pleading for safety. Against it or not, the result is the same. Because he took the wrong path. There will be no one here to help him but yourself. If you fight back, there is at least hope of survival.

While muttering, Syifa threw the ground in her grasp right into Om Bob's face.

"Akhs..." Bob cried out in pain while holding his eyes.

With the rest of his strength, Syifa traded the forbidden area of Om Bob.

"Akhs..." Bob shouted louder.

The reflexes of both of his hands instantly covered that part. He was angry, very angry. His face was scarlet.

"Akh..., brazen!!" Bob shouted angrily, trying to reach Syifa.

Panicking, Syifa swung the wood. Hit Om Bob's hand. Then shoulders. His back. Syifa hit blindly. He continued to hit until he ran out of energy and his own hand hurt.

Tired of beating the back of Om Bob who is still standing, although no longer upright. Syifa swung her wood high. Hit Om Bob's calf, until the man fell down.

"Akhs..."

"Sorry Om, Syifa had no choice" he said, hitting Om Bob's foot once again.

"Araghhh..," Bob groaned furiously. "Syifa... I'm not going to let you go, I'm going to get all this back!"

Before Om Bob could get up, Syifa ran back to his house. Panting, occasionally stopping because of being too tired.

O Allah, give the servant time to save himself.

Get behind the house. Syifa stopped her running, bent down, set her breath, gathered energy again. The whole joint feels like it's coming off. But he doesn't care.

After a while, Syifa rushed inside. Locking all doors and windows. Snatch the rest of the money, then exit through the front door.

After locking the front door. Syifa ran into a household that could work as a motorcycle taxi driver. Request immediate transfer to the terminal.

"Well, didn't you just come home, why the rush, until you had to leave so early?" finally the father gave up.

"There's a sudden problem." Syifa replied still panting.

"Yuk, it seems like a real emergency until you are like this" he said while removing the motorbike.

Arriving at Syifa terminal directly call a taxi. Handed the doctor Vishnu's business card to the driver, then fell in the back seat. He didn't want to risk getting caught by Om Bob's men on the bus. After all, by taking a taxi, he could rest in peace before reaching the doctor Vishnu's house.

"Quick sir, take me to that address!" he said while looking back.

The car is moving slowly. Syifa put all her body weight on the chair. Adjust the breath slowly, straighten the legs that have been working roda since. He leaned his head and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, Syifa grimaced. His stomach feels sore. The longer it hurts. Be careful Syifa caressed him. Expect to reduce the pain in his stomach.

"Egh..." Syifa.

"Father sir, walk, faster if you can." said Syifa wanted to immediately lay down his body in the room.

Syifa gritted her teeth. Resisting pain in his stomach. Between intense pain, hunger and pain in the lower abdomen. His sight began to twitch. The head also feels heavy. Syifa eventually became weak. No longer able to endure the pain all over his body.

" Sir." the taxi driver panicked. "Mom, how is this?" the rhetorical sentence was spoken in a tone of confusion.

A few moments in worry. The driver accelerated the speed of the car. Look left right. Looking for the nearest hospital.Some time later the driver pulled his car over. Entering the courtyard of a hospital and immediately stop his car in front of the IGD door.

Quickly and deftly the medical personnel brought Syifa into the IGD room. Not wanting to get involved any further. He immediately looked for the business card that had fallen in the taxi, as he panicked.

"Well, here is Doctor Vishnu, how can I help you?" the sound from across the friendly.

"Sorry doctor, I'm a taxi driver, there was a girl riding in my taxi, she gave me your business card. But suddenly he fainted."

"Girl?," she sounded panicked "what's a veil?"

"Yes"

"Where now? I'll be there soon."

"We are now in Dr.'s hospital. Happily"

"Tip.... Tut.." the connection is closed. With a frown the taxi driver was staring at his gadget.

Fifteen minutes later. Doctor Vishnu came in his silver car. Park the car carelessly, then hand over the keys to the security guard. Walk quickly to IGD.

"You're doctor Vishnu?" the driver immediately approached the doctor Vishnu.

"Yes, where's the girl?" ask doctor Vishnu.

"While handled in da...."

Not finished the driver spoke, Doctor Vishnu immediately barged into the IGD room while showing his identity card. So that no one stopped his steps.

"I'm sorry, I'm doctor Vishnu, I'm in charge of the patient?" he told the nurse who was regulating the intensity of the infusion fluid.

Syifa lay weakly helpless. His clothes were dirty, even his feet were dirty. His face was very pale. Sadly, Vishnu's doctor stared at Syifa's unnatural state. In his heart he asked, 'Actually what happened?'

"How is he doing?" Ask doctor Vishnu.

He took out Syifa's shirt. Attaching a stethoscope to the scar of Syifa. Feeling a little relieved because the hospital has handled Syifa well.

"What a great shock Doc, seeing the condition, it seems like the patient is having a very difficult day." the nurse explained without being asked.

"Can I see the report?"

"Please Doc" the nurse handed over a map to Vishnu's doctor.

After examining him, Vishnu's doctor returned the file to the nurse.

"Thank you for giving your best."

"It's been our job Doctor."

Doctor Vishnu is out. Meet the taxi driver. Ask for information and give a reasonable fee. After the taxi driver passed, Doctor Vishnu went to the cafeteria. Ordering slurry and mineral water.

"What exactly happened?" the question so disturbed the heart of Doctor Vishnu.