Hearts to Saila

SAILA eps 17

Shocked by her sudden presence beside me, I quickly stood up from my seat and prepared to leave.

“ Why is it surprising like seeing a ghost, avoiding me once apparently you, sit down first see Arta is heading here to pick you up.” he said casually while lighting his cigarette.

“ Why are we here?” I said in a position still standing there.

“ It can't? hey this is a public place not your grandmother's.” He said without looking at me and engrossed in smoke from the butts of his cigarettes. 

But suddenly I saw from the reflection of people's cars there were some people from behind heading towards me, like I've seen it, like, if it's not wrong it was the mob that bothered me the other day when I ran away from Mr. Arta's house.

“ There's no way you're here without a plan.” I told him with anger.

“ Finally you know too, see soon his parents will blame you, you will be destroyed.” He said as he stood and walked closer to the pact of Arta which they would walk past.

I who saw a crowd of people began to approach me and he who might be harmed by mas Fandi fast as lightning I shouted.

“ Mas stay away he will do something to you.” My words shouted to Mr. Arta from afar who saw he was also watching my words. 

A bunch of bushmen accelerated his pace towards me and I got closer to the Arta Pact, with running as fast as my strength finally I fell in the arms of the Arta pak right next to Mas Fandi, with the arms of Arta, 

I looked down at the knife that Fandi brought blood from there I was shocked and sobbed.

“ Mas, are you hurt? you all right? blood mas.” I said with tears dripping.

It looks like Mas fandi is running fast away from us.

“ No, no, I'm fine.”

“ Mas, you bleed.” I said as I raised my hand that was covered in blood.

“ No, not me dear, you are injured.” he said gently and I was like losing limp power sitting in his arms in a semi-conscious condition. 

“ Hang on Saila, you're strong, don't close your eyes, please.” He said expectantly without taking off his embrace on me.

He seemed more and more radiant, I saw many people in groups approaching us but the only sound I managed to catch was his voice, his hoarse voice that caught my ear, a lot of hope came out of his mouth when he grabbed me, I don't know why the pain in the stomach is getting sore but when he saw his face the pain was a little lost. I smiled at him.

“ No, don't smile like that Saila, you're strong you're fine, hang on for a while I'll take you to Hospital.” He said with worry. 

“ Please Saila hold on, don't close your eyes baby, look at me.” His words with tears dripping from his eyes slid smoothly on his cheeks.

“ Hey, Danuarta is crying, what are you crying about, I'm fine.” I said by grabbing her hand that was in my stomach that was injured when I was in the ambulance.

“ Yes yes, you are okay Saila, nothing will happen to you, so please hold on for a while okay, we will meet again when you are better than this, then please, hold on please.” He spoke with a cry that became.

I just smiled at all her babbling all her wishes and her crying even the warm grip of her hand was very soothing.

“ Later after you realize we are dinner yes, I will prepare the most expensive dinner for us.”

“ Do you want to meet Mas Aqil? yes later I call Mas Aqil here to meet you, I will say his grandfather miss him very much.”

as I closed my eyes he shouted at the ambulance driver to speed up his vehicle and yelled at either the doctor or the nurse who was visiting us.

“ Please check him as soon as possible, what's wrong with him, please save him, use first aid or whatever it is, please do something to him, please save him.” soah she cried and her hand grip grew stronger with my hand.

“ Sir please calm down, 5 more minutes kta will reach Hospital.” said one of the nurses.

“ Please do something for him, please save him, look at him in pain.”

" Yes sir, I beg you to calm down, we will immediately follow when we reach the Hospital.”

and all of a sudden everything was silent, cold, dark and the loud noises and deafening sirens were no longer heard in my ears, the shadow and grip of Mr. Arta was no longer felt by me, which felt just cold and getting colder, various beautiful shadows came to me like a video played in my brain, the picture of the good times with Aqil and my father, the memories of good memories revolved there, until I came to know Pak Arta, after which I only saw my life with him in the future, whether it's a hallucination, dream or have I walked the path in heaven? but I only saw my beautiful side with him, just the beauty of nothing painful and stifling what else he hurt, he looked like the happiest man on earth. because of her smile it was somehow that I had the determination to recover and look at her immediately.

I don't know because of the strong expectations I'm getting anxious to open my eyes and meet her.