
Samuel was astonished to see Marisa's impetuous departure, but he could not cut off a phone call from an important client. Even though she was shouting Marisa's name, she didn't seem to hear it.
"What's Lyra? Why would Marisa go in such a hurry without saying goodbye to me?" samuel asked after returning home.
"So her husband called to come home. Her husband's waiting at home" Lyra lied.
"Oh" Samuel said without suspicion.
"I'm waiting for someone with a birthday today to buy me dinner" Lyra said with a smile.
"Haha .... Alright. We go now" replied Samuel to the bill.
***
Lyra's words were clearly ringing in Marisa's head. More cruel than the neighbor's gibb. It felt like a sharp knife was squeezing his liver. It hurts more than having to do sit ups 150 times.
Shame and anger are fused in the chest. Marisa no longer realizes that her car is splitting the road at high speed. Suddenly the car went off the asphalt track and hit a dimly lit stall lined up on the side of an unfamiliar road. It seems Marisa went the wrong way home.
Unmitigated, there were six dimly lit stalls from a shapelessly crushed board on the front of it was hit by a car. The stalls are indeed small in size and the walls of wood have also been weathered here and there. The roof is part of a tarp and part of the zinc that has been rusted. Without being hit by a car, the stalls will sooner or later also collapse if blown by strong winds.
The whole stall was spewing out. Some people who are hit by wood while doing perverted deeds. However, there were no casualties at all. There were only six visitors who suffered minor injuries.
Residents gathered around the scene of the accident.Heard one of the residents call the police. Hearing that some of the people who had just stopped at the stall blurred as fast as lightning without a trace. Including the shop owners and the night workers women on site. Some even ran away without having time to wear full clothes.
Some people record the events that took place with their cell phone cameras. Not to forget also a young man recording for your tube content.
Also, the mother of social media lovers who participated in watching the accident with agile live broadcast on their facebook account, instagram, and status updates on their whatsapp. "If others are stirring, we must also follow this furore" said one of the slang mothers.
"Well, thankfulness is finally destroyed," chanted one of the locals while bowing down on the ground with eight others.
"Yes, Sir. His presence has long troubled the surrounding residents," said someone.
"We just rub it all Mr. RT," proposed a mother who also witnessed the incident.
"Yes, Mr. RT. It's partially destroyed we're all riled up. This place does not have permission" added a young man.
Mr. RT who was also in the middle of the crowd nodded his head in agreement.
"If you really want to rub it, I want to take the same wood board, Mr. RT," a grandmother asked.
"What's Nek Minah doing?" ask RT to one of the people.
"To fix my chicken coop, sir," replied the white-haired granny.
"I'm gonna go get a water dispenser, okay?" ask a citizen. "It just so happens that the one at home is broken" he continued.
"All TV, Mr. RT, is given for entertainment at our patrol station" suggested the local patrol chief.
Mr. RT spontaneously glared at them all. "Nothing is going to loot," said Mr. RT.
Some people tried to help Marisa get out of her Ford Ranger car in an unconscious state.
"It's a good thing this car in front of him using an iron horn bumper, otherwise the Mbak can go to harm," said a man who helped carry Marisa.
"May the Mother who crashed this survive, because this calamity brings wisdom to our environment" said another person.
Shortly thereafter, the police came to the scene and gathered information from witnesses. Marisa was taken to a nearby hospital. He suffered several cuts, bruises, and injuries to the head.
***
It's late at night. Samuel just got home. While passing through the living room, he saw a box of cookies from Marisa that had not been opened.
His eyes sparkled followed by a smile on his lips as he looked at the contents inside. A heart-shaped red cake with birthday wishes on it. He took the cake to the kitchen, cut it, and tasted it a little. 'Lezat, ' praise Samuel in your heart.
"Ah, I haven't had a chance to chat with him before," said Samuel then pulled out a cell phone to contact Marisa. There was no answer to his call. He returned the same number. Still no answer. He also sent a chat on whatsapp and after waiting for some time there was no blue tick. 'Maybe Marisa's asleep, ' Samuel thought at the sight of the clock showing ten o'clock in the night.
Samuel then went to the study and finished some work there. Although he struggled in front of a laptop screen with a stack of files on the table, his mind was disturbed by Marisa's hasty departure from her home. He felt something was wrong at that time.
The finger tap on the keyboard stops. His body was stunned in the chair and closed his eyes. Recall the scene.
Two minutes later Samuel was shocked. 'Marisa's crying! Yeah, no more wrong. I saw him crying at that moment. For God's sake, how could I miss that part, ' Samuel lamented.
He quickly put the phone on the table and called Marisa's number. "Please, pick up my phone, Ica," he said softly.
"Hello," said the voice of the woman across there.
"Came? What's with your voice? ask Samuel.
"Good night, sir. We're from the Medical Center Hospital. The mother of the owner of this phone had an accident and is in treatment in the ER room. We wanted to call her family number but her phone was locked. If you can help contact her family to let her know, we would like to thank you" said the woman, who is a nurse at the hospital.
"What! An antics? How's he doing?" asked Samuel.
"So far no one has put his life at risk, sir."
"Good, Mom. Thanks for the information. I'll be there soon" replied Samuel as he hung up.
Without a second thought Samuel went to the hospital where Marisa was being treated. "Surely something bad happened back then. If not, how could Marisa go in such a hurry without saying goodbye to me. Lyra said Marisa got a call from her husband. Did they fight again on the phone or .. aarrggh! If anything happens to Marisa I'll talk to Arjun. No matter if she's her husband" Samuel was angry in the car.
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