DRIBBLE

HUNTED

"It looks like this is a aunt's room" said the hijab girl.

"But on this door is not written the name Thunder, neng." said the woman of 43 years.

"Yes too, but according to the lobby officer this number deh," said the girl in a confused hijab.

At the same time a female doctor came from the opposite direction and was about to enter the room as well. The rush was stopped by the hijab girl to ask.

"Excuse me doc, is this room a patient named Guntur?" Ask the hijab girl.

The beautiful 45-year-old female doctor momentarily stared one by three people in front of her.

"Sorry you guys.." the doctor's answer stopped because it was immediately grabbed by the other woman.

"We're his family, I'm his mother doc" the woman's sergeant who is none other than the mother of Karmila.

"Oh, yes, this is the Thunder's ward. Come on, let's go inside." said the doctor politely.

"Sorry before, ma'am, sir. We got a message from the police to keep Thunder and his two friends secret. Because according to the police accident that befell them there is an indication of attempted murder, the police found a mark of fire on the victim's car. That's why we disguised the patient's name in front of the door" the doctor said, opening the door.

"Oh" Karmila's countenance, Mr. Asrul and Neng were aghast but did not fully understand the situation.

"Until the front lobby there is an undercover police officer. I happen to handle the Thunder patient asked for cooperation, because according to the police explanation these perpetrators seem very professional. And it doesn't rule out that when they find out the target is safe, they'll hunt him down" the doctor said.

Karmila, Mr. Asrul and Neng were stunned by each other's eyes. In the minds of the three people were increasingly imagining bad things with Thunder's condition. Then the doctor continued his steps to open the door of the treatment room that read "SALMAN" it. When the door opened, all eyes were on the left bed. Seen in the left-hand bed was a young man lying full of bandages on his stomach, hands and head rolled shut his eyes. The three people immediately thought that it was Thunder, and Mamah Karmila was immediately shocked to see it.

"Thunder.." said Mamah Karmila to the bed with a worried face half-crying.

But three more steps mama Karmila to the edge of the bed of the young man filled with bandages was suddenly a voice heard calling from behind him.

"Mom..."

Mamah Karmila stopped her steps in surprise then looked back, as did the hijab girl and middle-aged man. After seeing the person who called by calling 'mamah' the face of the three kontan sumringah.

"Thunder.." exclaimed mama Karmila then turned towards the bed of Thunder on the right.

"Mama.." said Guntur directly sitting from his sleeping position.

Mamah Karmila immediately hugged tightly Thunder full of novelty. His two teary eyes spilled out the mixed feeling he held onto along the journey from Bandung to the hospital. The shadow about the condition of Thunder whose car entered the ravine so haunted his mind for 4.5 hours and it was the heaviest psychological feeling he experienced. So no wonder when he first saw Kunto's condition, he already thought the condition was in accordance with his shadow.

"Where are you Gun?" Tanya Mamah Karmila was affectionate after letting go of her hug.

"Alhamdulillah, I am fine, ma'am" replied the Thunder.

"Where's gunto?!" Ask mama Karmila.

"That's Kunto mah," said Guntur pointing at the bed next to him.

"What is your car right

"Mas.." between the voices of the girls made Karmila aware of her existence.

"Oh my God, I forgot. I'm sorry, Mr. Asrul, come here, here, neng." said Mamah Karmila.

"Gun, look at Kunto first yes," he continued, then left Thunder.

Mr. Asrul and Hafizah stepped closer to Thunder's bed. Hafizah immediately sat on the mattress beside Guntur while Mr. Asrul sat on a chair beside the bed.

"Where is your condition?" Ask Hafizah.

"Alhamdulillah neng, I'm fine just a little impact wound. But pity Kunto, he has a gunshot wound" Guntur said.

"Huh, shot?! ask Hafizah and Asrur sir together.

"So not Gun's usual accident?!" sergeant Asrul was very surprised.

"Yes Om, Kunto got shot in his back and arm. And two projectiles have been taken after Kunto operated yesterday, now the projectile is being investigated by the police to track down the culprit," said Guntur.

"Yes the plot Anggoro, but it's very unlikely. Because Anggoro and his hired assassins have all been caught and have been thrown into prison," said Mr. Asrul.

"I also initially thought so Om, I think it still has something to do with the case in Jakarta. But if Anggoro cs has gone to jail, then who is the mastermind this time, Om?" thunder said.

Mr. Asrul was head-scalking unable to estimate the perpetrator of the attempted murder this time. But he promises to help Thunder to uncover the culprit.

While Hafizah continued to look at Thunder's face with an anxious look wrapped in twinkling love in his eyes. Without realizing it, his hand was holding the right arm of Thunder, and Thunder realized it when he was about to scratch his hand. Accidentally his hand directly overlaid on Hafizah's hand, Hafizah's face instantly faded red as soon as his hand felt held by Thunder. Fine swish crept all over her body, Hafizah blushed in embarrassment. The thunder that realized it became nervous and instantly let go of its grip.

Mr. Asrul who saw the scene hurriedly turned his gaze elsewhere in a careless manner. The atmosphere instantly became stiff and awkward.

“Ya already Om, look Kunto first yes,” said Mr. Asrul hurriedly left Thunder and Hafizah.

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In the hospital parking lot, the black sedan had just turned off its car engine. Four people in the car who were none other than the Carok cs gang, seemed to pay attention around the hospital. Carok cs managed to obtain information from residents around the scene of the incident, if the victims of the accident were taken by ambulance from the regional public hospital. When Carok was about to open the door and get out of the car, Gombloh immediately prevented it.

"Boss, boss wait!" sergeant Gombloh.

"What's the Bloh?!" Carok stopped his intention, he pulled back his legs that had already come out of the car.

"Look, it's a police car!" exclaimed Gombloh pointed at a car in the not far from where they parked.

Carok quickly closed the door. His chest was pounding at the empty police car. His criminal brain spontaneously worked quickly reminding him not to be careless. But after a moment of positive thinking, he thought it was possible that by chance there was a police patient who was being treated here as well, finally continuing his intention to check in.

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