
"Sari.. This is a bunka bakar same layer cake, please move to the plate yes," instructions Bu Fatma on Mbok Sari, a maid who has been employed for a long time, since pregnant with her first child. It was even considered to be his own family in the house.
"Good Mom. This must be from Ning Anisa ya Bu," replied Mbok Sari.
"Yes, you memorized the habits of Anisa, Sar. Just make 3 cups of tea, there are guests in front. Oh yea... Which inspiration?"
"Mas Ilham went straight to the top of the breakfast, Mom," replied Mbok Sari while cutting the grilled bagka and arranging it into serving plates.
"Is it always so? Not coming down at all? What time does it usually go down?" cecar Bu Fatma
"Last-lately yes, after breakfast must be straight up. sometimes afternoon or sometimes new night down. After dinner, enter the room. Actually, I am worried about Mas Ilham's situation now. It has been almost two weeks, Mas Ilham like this, like there is no passion for life. It's been five days not even out of the house, just in the room."
"Yes already.I went upstairs first. Please bring the cake and tea to the front," said Ms. Fatma slowly then went to the stairs to meet the child she loved.
While Mbok Sari deliver tea and cakes brought using trays to the living room, where Amar sat waiting for Ilham.
*
After reading the reply chat from Yuana, Amar put his phone in his sling bag.
"Lho Mas Amar ta tamune, added handsome ae. Luama has never been here, huh Mas."
"Hehe... Mbok Sari can do it," said Amar. "Mhd... "
As he was about to continue the conversation, a sudden scream came from within.
"TOLOOONG-S... HADHII... AMAAARS... TOLOOONG..."
Immediately Amar ran in to find the whereabouts of Fatma, but was not seen. Then came Mr. Hadi who immediately invited Amar up to the third floor.
As soon as they saw the door of the only room on the floor open, they immediately entered. Both were surprised to see Ilham's condition drooping limp in Bu Fatma's lap in a state of beard and front clothes filled with blood.
"ILHAAM!!!" strangled the two together when he saw the condition of Ilham was so terrible.
"Please take her to the hospital as soon as possible" exclaimed Ms. Fatma strangely.
"Let me deliver! To Raya Husada only. Mr. Hadi please follow along with Mbok Sari, bring the necessary documents and needs of Ms. Fatma."
With deft Amar and Pak Hadi carrying Ilham.
Fortunately, the half-circular stairs that connect the second and third floors and the stairs that connect the second floor and the ground floor are quite sloping and wide, making it easier to evacuate the body of Ilham.
Mr. Hadi laid Ilham's body on the back bench with Ms. Fatma holding Ilham's head. The legs of Ilham should bend slightly and lean behind the driver's bench. After believing that Ilham's position was right, Mr. Hadi closed the door and ran towards the car in the garage waiting for Mbok Sari who was taking documents and other needed needs later in the hospital.
Amar got into the driver's seat and drove the car quickly.
"Quick Mar!" can't wait, Ms. Fatma wants Ilham to get medical treatment immediately.
Not long before the gate of IGD Raya Husada.
Unfortunately could not be avoided, when about to enter the gate, suddenly from the opposite direction came a car that swooped down to enter the IGD gate as well.
Equally urgent, equally less focused.
"ALLAHU AKBAR!!" shouted Bu Fatma and Amar at the same time.
BRAAKK...TIN...TIN...TIN...TIN...TIN...TIN...
The loud impact sound followed by the alarm sound of one of the vehicles, received the full attention of everyone around him. Within seconds, IGD officers were busily evacuating all the victims in the two cars.
Emergency Installation Room at Raya Husada Hospital showed busy due to the incident at the gate earlier.
A doctor was assisted by two residents and four koass and several nurses. They deftly handled the five patients who were victims of the car collision.
Ms. Fatma, who is in the best condition, is handled by a koass and a nurse. He had only a slight shock and bruise on his left arm.
"Is there still something Mom complained about?" ask the guard doctor who happened to be checking Ilham in the gurney next to Bu Fatma handled.
"Alhamdulillah, there is no Doc. Just surprised, so there's still a bit of dizziness. The important thing is my son, Ilham and Amar, Doc,"
Ilham did get serious attention, handled directly by a guard doctor and a resident. Examination is done carefully by occasionally digging information to Ms. Fatma about the condition of Ilham before. Because the blood that soaked the clothes of Inspiration which turned out not to be the result of the accident, but because of vomiting blood before.
While the result of the accident caused Ilham to have a dislocation in the left knee. After getting enough information from Ms. Fatma, Ilham underwent a follow-up examination.
Ms. Fatma was asked to wait in the IGD waiting room. Then Ms. Fatma walked out while looking at Ilham and Amar alternately.
While Amar seemed no less sad, blood flowed from the nose, injuries to the temples, fractures of the femur neck or fractures of the right groin and unconscious.
Most likely also experience TBI (traumatic Brain Injury) or commonly called concussion. It was decided that further action was needed specifically, so it should be immediately referred to the ICU.
While the other two victims who came from the impactor car were a couple, where the wife was in a condition to give birth to the first child. Pain during the opening of labor makes the husband panic and hope to bring his wife to IGD soon.
Lucky for both, because the post-collision conditions are not so severe. Airbags on the dashboard of the luxury car are enough to reduce the risk of injury. The airbag expands quite perfectly when the car body experiences a hard impact. The husband's left hand that hit the dashboard hard resulted in a slight crack in his bones so it must be digips.
But the trauma experienced by his wife caused him to experience severe contractions so that the amniotic rupture and immediately referred to the delivery room.
Mr. Hadi and Mbok Sari who followed to the Hospital were very surprised to know the reality in the IGD room.
After meeting with Ms. Fatma, Mr. Hadi immediately took care of the Hospital administration for the three and contacted Arief, Ilham's assistant, to take care of the affairs with the police related to the accident.
While Mbok Sari accompanied Bu Fatma sitting in front of the IGD room. They are waiting for clarity from the doctor about the condition of Ilham who is currently still undergoing further examination.
"Why is this so, Mom?" mbok Sari asked Ms. Fatma.
"Contact Mbok... His name is also a disaster, can come at any time. Actually Ilham why Mbok, wasn't he okay when I lived yesterday?"
Sighing a long breath, then with a scared bow, Mbok Sari replied. "I also do not know Mom. has been about two weeks Mom, Mas Ilham always locked himself. It also seems often drunk, several times bring your own omben to the top. Sometimes you scream like you're mad at Mom."
"Why not tell from the beginning Mbok?"
"Ngapunten Ma'am... Sorry..."
After that there was no more conversation between the two of them. Ms. Fatma seemed to be in her own world with her blank look.