Game Over (Former Husband)

Who's Doing This?

I faintly listened to discordant voices, in the midst of the crowd.

"Get me some warm tea."

"Pursue the crash!"

"What is the motorcycle driver, good or there are injuries?"

"Motors can be taken care of later, the important thing is that the victim is okay."

Those are some words I can hear. My eyes are dark, heavy for me to open. My head was also dizzy, but I also wanted to know what was really going on. With all my might I try to open my eyes. The smell of eucalyptus oil burst out as I began to wake up. Warm in the temple and my nose.

"Alhamdulillah, Ma'am is conscious ...." The voices of the mothers I did not know immediately thanked me when I managed to open my eyes.

My hand pinched a throbbing forehead, and several times I blinked my eyes to adjust the dark eyes. Until I could finally adjust my eyes to stare around the crowded.

"What is the ojek driver?" I asked, I don't know I'm too afraid that this accident will make one of us seriously injured especially until things happen that are very scary.

"Online driver has been taken to the hospital. Thank God it's okay." The other mothers gave me warm tea while answering my question. I received the tea and thanked him.

"Yes, it must have been a bad wound, yeah." My mind is getting less and less. Because before I fainted I could see that the motorbike and the driver of the online motorcycle taxi were dragged by the car. While I who jump into the dirt can be said to be lucky. Because it's just a scuff wound. Although it is not said to be lucky. The right elbow of my shirt until it is torn and feels sore because it was hit by asphalt. My knees were very sore, and when I saw them, they were abrasive until the cotton pants I was wearing were torn as well.

"What was the crash, ma'am?" ask me again with sobbing, fear. I could not see the incident in detail because it could be said that it was very short and I was shocked to faint.

"That's it Ma'am, who got hit and ran away. But he said someone saw and tried to chase. Hopefully I'll meet the hit. Because the driver of the motorcycle was badly injured. He has to take responsibility. The motor was also badly destroyed."

Hearing that answer, my heart immediately crumbled. How the driver's family knew about this. I was crying with misfortune this time. I thought back to Gio who this morning wanted to ban me from leaving. Maybe Gio felt a bad feeling with me.

"What are you looking for?" ask the other mothers.

"Find my bag Ma'am" I said with a fiber voice and occasionally sobbing.

"It's Ma'am, it was secured with me." Young man gave me my bag. Back I said thank you.

With trembling hands. I also took my phone. The first person I called was Handan. He can help me.

[Assalammuallaicum. Taz, where are you? Om Aldo called me earlier, saying you weren't at the office. Om Aldo said that if Gio does not want to be left you do not go to pity Gio.] Handan's voice instantly made me even more sad and sobbed again. Why is he who is a nobody is really considerate and it seems from the way he talks that Handan really cares about me and Gio.

[Wa .. waalaukums'salam_]

[Taz, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?] Handan's voice sounded very panicked. Who is not moved and increasingly sob when there is more attention and anxiety about the condition of me and Gio. At a time when I was losing grip. I don't know why I was so excited this morning.

[And, please come to this address. I share the location, don't ask too many questions. I crash_] Without waiting for Handan's answer that I knew that the man would definitely ask again. I immediately turned off my phone and sent the address where I was.

I promise anyone that this is an element of sabotage because it wants to make me wretched. I'll make sure they don't get away. Moreover, this has entered a planned assassination plan. I inhaled a deep breath, and sipped a warm tea. I wish with one glass of warm tea my mind would calm down. It's not just thinking about the driver of an online motorcycle taxi that I don't know his condition. I also thought of Gio at home is it alright? Or the same as me, someone's after Gio. Although there was a guard at Meli's house, but I remained unsettled.

"Oh my God, please take care of Gio. Protect my son when I can't be by his side to protect him."

Seriate...

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