Heart Fragment

Still Pov Bagas

I was nervous in the car. Why such a coward? it's the same as running away from responsibility!

"Hey, open! duakhs! duakhs! responsibility!" the girl banged on the car glass.

Ah, crap! he managed to attract the attention of many people to get close. The masses can be judged later!

I had to go back out.

"Sorry," I said as soon as I met them. "Let's get in the car, we'll go to the hospital, '" I continued. I saw the girl leading her friend on. The people who saw us scared me. Fortunately, it did not reach the judges of the masses.

"Next time don't be so careless, thankfully my sister is okay." The girl opened her voice. He was sitting in the back bench holding the young man who he said was his sister.

Scroll from the steering windshield. That young man, he, why shut up? Like not listening to us. Oh, my God, I forgot. Didn't they speak sign language? she's deaf?

"Can't he hear?" I looked at the windshield of the car.

"Yes!" The girl answered. He's why it's so fierce.

***

"There were no serious injuries, it was just that he was in shock." The doctor gave an explanation while examining the young man's two eyes. Thank goodness nothing happened. I only saw a few cuts on both his elbows and knees.

We then rushed to leave the ER, after all a series of administrations had been carried out.

"I'm sorry, I said. I saw the girl breathing.

"I'm sorry too" he said.

Oye! why is he apologizing? he's not wrong, but me!

"I was too panicked." Tambonly again. Why does he always keep his head down? don't you want to look at me?

"Thank you for taking responsibility, I said goodbye first." he walked away from me.

"Hey, wait! I'm interrupting." I'm chasing, offering myself. The girl looked up, looking at me. Then shook slowly.

"No need. We can ride the angkot," he said flatly.

"Not so, but, this is part of my responsibility," I said a little forcefully. The girl then talked to her sister. Using sign language as I usually see on television.

"What's the address?" ask me after getting in the car.

"Road street IR Soekarno, number 10!"

***

Then, within minutes of travel. We finally pulled over in front of a house. Uh, but this isn't home.

I looked at the plaque in front of him. "Mother's Orphanage." Isn't this the wrong place? I looked back.

It's blank!

I saw that girl come down first.

She lives here? my mind guesses itself.

***

I saw some kids running around in the yard. The girl escorted her sister first. Then come back to see me.

"Thank you very much, A." He smiles. Then he looked at me for a moment, then turned his eyes back. I just realized there's a dimple on his left cheek. So sweet.

"No papa, this is part of my responsibility, before carrying out the new responsibility. Conflict you," I said smoothly.

Good Lord! My words just now! Usual to round girls!

Let's pull it again! Pull the word again!!

The girl frowned while looking at me for not liking me.

"Don't fight me, take care of your attitude!" He pulled away, then shuffled away.

"I'm not serious!" my yelling. He still walked while shaking his head. The mouth that was used to combing turned out to the girl dressed in syar'ie was also reciting her sentence smoothly.

***

Just one day too! But, that collision incident, managed to make me cold hot! Also the word was broken! How should??!