Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Wretched

The plane that Haira was on landed at Juanda airport. The woman came down and rushed towards the exit. There, the father was waiting to pick her back home.

In the car, Haira tries to call her sister, Mirna.

"I'm here, Mir. What time do you come home from work? At night we go for a walk."

"okay, Sis. Take it easy" said Mirna across the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Haira smiled happily because she had arrived in the big city. His longing for the crowd has been healed.

The father who noticed the princess' expression also made a sound.

"Shouldn't go out first tonight. You just arrived, rest first. Just tomorrow."

"G ... This papa, Haira has missed sightseeing and shopping in the mall. Tired of knowing, Pa, living in the corners," said Haira.

The father did not answer anymore. Just shook his head for a while, then refocused in front of his wheel.

Once home, the mother was ready to welcome the arrival of her eldest daughter.

"Haira, my dear .. are you okay, right?" mama Broto asked while hugging her daughter.

"Yes dong, Ma" said Haira.

"Come, have lunch first" said the mother, holding her child's hand to the dining room.

Arriving at the dinner table, Haira was happy to see various food dishes on the table.

"Ow ... Haira really misses this delicious cuisine," said Haira with sparkling eyes.

"You never eat, son," said Mr. Broto, who was sitting there.

"Oh my goodness, Pa. .. There is no good food. Haira is tired of the food sold there" Haira said as she began to chew her food.

"sold? So food keeps buying?" ask the father again.

"Yes, Pa! Who wants to cook? He works" said Haira.

Mr. Broto looked at the princess for a moment. However, at that time, the wife coded him with a blink of an eye so as not to continue her question.

"Haira is pregnant again, Pa .. so she certainly can't if she has to go to the kitchen to cook," said Ms. Broto.

"Ah... Mama knew that Haira had never been to the kitchen. Haira doesn't know how to cook anything," said Haira, still focusing on her dinner plate.

"Yes learn dong, son," said Mr. Broto.

"Ngapain, lazy ah," said Haira without burden.

Ms. Broto again coded the husband not to talk about it anymore.

"Pa .. help take care of Dirga dong's move. To Surabaya. Or if you can't, at least in Java," said Haira.

Broto stopped eating for a moment to look at the princess. For a moment he thought that it might be good for his daughter's household. He was worried that Haira's displeasure in a small town would lead him to leave Dirga frequently. However, as a parent, there is a sense of anxiety if the household rift will be felt again by the princess.

Mr. Broto nodded. "Alright, tomorrow Papa will try to contact Papa's friend for help."

Haira smiled happily. "Thank you, Pa."

"Oh yes, dear. We will go to your in-laws' house tonight. Mom told them you came today. They asked you to go there. They miss and want to stroke your stomach, he said," said Ms. Broto.

"What's? Not ah, Ma. Haira has made an agreement with Mirna to take a walk to the mall," Haira said.

"Mirna's same promise can be undone first, honey. Just take a walk tomorrow. It's not good for Dirga's parents" said Bu Broto again.

"No need to ah, Ma. Haira wants to shop at the mall. Mama just call them again, say Haira tired so," decak Haira.

Madam Broto just snorted, then nodded. Agreeing to the princess' wishes.

***

"Uh, what the hell is Mom calling!" haira grumbled when she saw her mother-in-law's name on the screen.

"Who, Honey?" ask the mother who wants to take her two daughters out of the house.

"Her mother Dirga, Ma" Haira said.

"Yes, lifted up dong, darling. Your mother-in-law would like to see you" Ms. Broto said.

"Yes, already!" exclaim Haira while pressing the button answering the call.

"Hello, Ma'am ...."

"Hello, Haira, Darling .. You're already in Surabaya, right?" Mrs Edy's voice from across the phone.

"Yes, Mom," replied Haira.

"Then I wait at home. Tonight, Haira's with Mom, yeah."

"Oh ..em tomorrow, ma'am. This is Haira tired and this is going to sleep. I'm sorry, Mom," muttered Haira.

"Oh so, son. Yes, then Haira now rest. Tomorrow let me go there to pick Haira up."

After confirming this, Haira hung up the phone. Soon he invites Mirna to leave.

***

In the mall, Haira and Mirna go through every open shop. Various bags labeled branded perched in their hands. Until the time had shown so late, they regained their senses and hurriedly walked out of the mall to go home.

They passed through a back door that connected with the parking lot. Some stairs must be passed. However, having been quite tired of walking, Haira's footsteps misplaced. Make him slip and fall. His body rolled along the stairs.

"Sir Haira!" Mirna squealing.

His eyes bought watching his brother's body now motionless with a pool of blood around his buttocks.

Mirna rushed down the stairs to where her sister was.

"Please, please call an ambulance!" shouted again.

Some people started coming to see. The officer immediately called an ambulance.

"Sister, Brother Haira, get up" said Mirna, who was sitting next to her brother, who was lying in an ambulance.

However, Haira was still unmoved in her stupor.

Arriving at the hospital, paramedics immediately pushed Haira's bed into the operating room. Meanwhile, Mirna waited outside while crying.

The girl also remembered her parents. He immediately called them.

"What?!" pekik Bu Broto after getting news of Haira's accident.

"Come, Pa. .. We'll go to the hospital.

Mr. Broto drove his car quickly, until after arriving at Saki's house, they immediately headed to the place where Mirna was waiting for her brother.

"How's your brother doing, Mir?" ma'am Broto asked Mirna, as soon as they got in front of the operating room.

"Doctor's not out yet, Ma. Brother Haira is bleeding," Mirna replied with a sob.

"Own Gusti .. what about the content. Why aren't you careful, son?" said Bu Broto while also sobbing.

"Here you go, ma'am .. We better wait for the doctor to come out first" said Mr. Broto to calm his wife.