I'll avenge my Revenge

Azka's Story

Half-heartedly Ericka sat on the sofa of the hospital room, she looked at the boy lazily, before Azka had much trouble herself by asking for this and that, she said, there is a point also said his BK teacher earlier, this boy really messes up.

"Until when did you look at me like that? Not tired of eyes!" said the little boy.

"I've called your parents, they'll be here soon, and then I'll be gone. Ah, no! Looks like I have to go now, because there's a date with my boyfriend, you if you need to ask a nurse for help well." Ericka told a lie.

"Ah, not cool! Half-time anyway?! Not sincere like, I can not move myself, want to go to the toilet alone also can't be~~~ Sister is definitely again on busy right, psiasi~<TAG1>" said Azka sok spoiled.

"Don't be so spoiled, I'm not your brother! Some of my obligations as a fellow human being have been carried out, you can not visit! Bye, I'm home." said Ericka as she moved from her seat.

"Yes, if I fall because of myself, brother is in trouble because I left alone." said Azka while turning her lips sly.

"Based on your lizard son well, it could be that your duckling talks to me like that!" ericka said riled.

Not long after a doctor and nurse came into the room, they came to check on the boy after he regained consciousness from his stupor.

"You are strong as well well, even though you had fainted and your legs suffered a crack in your bones, but your immunity is very good.

There are no significant injuries, there are only a few beret wounds and on your hands and feet, your head is slightly leaking because it is safely protected by the helmet you wear.

But the legs, it looks like you have to rest first to not use the motor anymore, and do not use heavy activities first using the feet." said the doctor while examining him.

"Well doctor.. Most also feet for the road ama run doang, at least for ngedance little, hehe.. Btw, about the motor.. How dong, I'm a really motor boy, he's my first love, it's out that beautiful sister was the second." said Azka considering the doctor.

"Haha! You're funny too well, btw.. You should thank him, thankfully he quickly brought you here, otherwise you would have slept long on the road!" the doctor said it was looking at Azka's guyonan.

"Cute doctor as well! Haha!" Azka laughed too.

"Yes, the examination is finished, later you are provided with dinner and medicine, after that immediately rest again, if you can go to sleep so that the medicine works quickly well." said the doctor was friendly.

Then the doctor and nurse left and followed by Ericka too, Azka did not seem to like Ericka to go from there, but the girl did have to go.

"Doctor, how's the kid doing? Is she really okay?" ask Ericka curious.

"According to the testimony and the results of the examination, it is true that he is fine, the crack in his bones is also not too severe, can still regenerate again really.

And sorry if the explanation was a bit more, so that the child can temporarily rest first, usually children if not told like that he will continue to fight and try again.." the doctor said it made Ericka relieved.

"Ah, thank goodness then, but the boy was hit from behind, I saw him right away because I was right behind the car that hit him." Ericka said.

"For that you can say everything to the police later as a witness to the accident, for his parents seemed to have been contacted by the police, but well so.. Busy people, most of them are house assistants who come." replied the doctor again.

"Do doctors can say that?" ask Ericka.

"Seems like he knows her very well, he's a regular patient at this hospital?" continued again.

"Heheh! Where are the patient subscriptions, Miss! His parents are my best friends, of course I know him, my son also happens to be friends with him.

Well, I admit his parents are very busy pioneering their careers, especially the father who also has other activities, he said again nyariin his other family, less know too, anyway, because since adolescence is so he is the person" said the doctor.

"So, the child feels ignored and unnoticed by them because of his busyness, while he also needs attention yah.." said Ericka softly while looking down.

"Well, that's it." said the doctor again.

"Alright, Doc.. I say goodbye now well, it happens to be a really late afternoon, excuse me.." said Ericka passed away.

"Yes, thank you for caring and helping, may your kindness be reciprocated from Allah SWT." said the doctor.

"Amiin.." said Ericka again.

Then he passed away from there feeling troubled, and disappointed. He felt guilty for the boy, because his father was busy looking for Ericka and her brothers, so that his uncle almost forgot his son too.

"From his last name I've been suspicious if he is his son om Richard, especially before om also never mentioned his name.

I wanted to know myself and be nice to him, but.. The boy must be very disappointed if he finds out the person who saved him turns out to be the one he hated as well.

Maybe we this is the cause of straining the relationship of children and parents, ah om Richard.. If you weren't too busy out there, maybe your son could understand." murmured Ericka.

He was busy playing his phone, until he accidentally hit someone. So that his phone fell, he took his phone with the guy as well.

"Ah, Father?!" ericka was shocked.

"Well, is Miss still here?" turns out he's Azka's homeroom teacher.

"Yes, pity the child alone no one accompanies, ." replied Ericka reasoned.

"Oh, so. Um.. I'm sorry I just went home, because I'm not good with Mieke's mom. So after driving her back to school, I decided to come back here.

As his homeroom teacher, I feel responsible with him, he is mischievous, Azka remains my protege that I have to take care of as well" said Mr. Rian, Azka's homeroom teacher.

"Oh, that's right, sir! I agree and agree with you." said Ericka with a friendly smile.

"Don't call me Father, I'm still too young for that call, hehe." said the teacher.

"Emm, just call Mas Rian, or you can too." said the teacher made Ericka a little nervous uncomfortable.

"Eh, yes.. Mas.. Rian" he said clumsily.

"Btw, if you'll excuse me, come on." said Ericka as she passed away.

He thought his attitude earlier might be too excessive, so the person misunderstood it so. He hopes to never see them again someday.

"Teacher is the same student!" he said he had his own monologue.

Meanwhile at the end of the hospital corridor was a pair of eyes watching them, while the young and sweet-smiling teacher only looked at Ericka, if Ericka was no longer visible, he turned around to meet his student son earlier.

"Astaghfirullah, Azka! You just missed it, since when are you here?! Just who, how about the streets themselves?" ask that Rian.

"So the sister, she left for a little while and someone wanted to be taken, he said. What is the teacher here?!" ask Azka not like it.

"Father here wants to nengokin you again, Azka. And I'm sorry I just came home, you know what Mieke's mom looks like. After that, you come back here again." said the child's homeroom teacher was still patient with his student this one.

"So it's come, sir. It's okay to come here too.. Is it nengokin now? Now you just go home, pity you must be tired. I want to go for a walk first to sleep in the room mulu.." when the boy weighed it.

Azka seemed to have trouble pushing her wheelchair, patiently the young teacher helped her push the wheelchair.

"No need, sir. Later ngerepotin-" said Azka refused.

"It's okay, I'm glad you did. Not because of you or because of your parents. You do this because you feel this is your duty and obligation as your teacher and homeroom teacher.

This does not apply to you, if your friends also experience the same thing with you, you are happy to do the same.

Azka, I know you're a good person and a smart and accomplished child, don't waste your youth playing games.." said Mr. Rian while pushing his wheelchair around the park at the hospital.

The weather was cloudy in the afternoon with gentle breezes blowing, everyone felt calm and comfortable to be there, but not with the child. Azka kept her head down lethargicly staring at both ends of her fingers, playing it agitated.

"If papa is not busy with his own world, surely my life is also happy, the importance of his family who does not know the limb? Until he himself forgot his own family.

I'm sure she knows the same thing as me, but she's holding everything back. Because my mom must have thought of me and my sister, otherwise she might have rebelled!" finally, the child reveals what he has in mind.

"Don't do it, Azka. After all, he is your parent, your own father. Maybe behind it all there is a story that you do not know, rather than you continue to think badly of him, you better ask and talk to them directly.

It will answer all your questions and heartbreaks, rather than holding them alone, will not your family come home? And honor your parents." said the wise teacher.

"Hufft, it seems like you have a point too. Thank you for your advice and advice, you are the best! Hehe, btw.. I saw the father of the same brother earlier" said Azka expression immediately turned serious.

"Whose brother?" ask Rian confused.

"That, tuh! My nongolin brother, ah! Forgetting his name again." Azka's murmur was upset with himself.

"Oh, that one. Why why anyway? It was just a stale base anyway, be friendly because he has kindly nolongin you.." said Mr. Rian honestly, although there is little...

"It's really just a small talk, no other meaning?!" ask Azka again.

"Why did you first become possessive? Well, like a sister take care of her brother, haha!" gelak mr. Rian.

"eits, not that. She's my girl, remember my girl! Fellow men must be gentleman well." said Azka again.

"Oh my goodness, Azka! You're still in school, not his girlfriends. She is much more mature than you, maybe you already have a boyfriend or husband.." said her teacher held back laughter at the possessiveness of Azka.

"The age doesn't guarantee everything, sir. The proof is that his father is younger than my mother, but still have big children. If you have a husband, you might not, but a boyfriend might..

But no problem, as long as it's not a guy yet, just brush it! Don't try to get ahead of me!" said the boy was grinning.

"Eh, don't think you're gonna give up on you! If this one, the gas continues anyway until it can! Haha.." said the teacher did not want to lose.

The two were joking while laughing freely, while in the corner of this park there was a mother who was watching her son while smiling.

"I'm sorry my mom is the same, brother. We're busy ourselves without thinking about your feelings, but believe me, our priority is still you our children number one.

You take it easy, after this mama and papa will be there for brother and sister, because papa's family has been found, mama hope brother and sister want to accept them as brothers, and sisters, because this moment has been long awaited by papa.." it turns out that it's Azka's mother, Aunt Bella.

"Thank you, teacher, for helping and patiently facing my child. I am grateful that my son could meet a teacher like my father, and I will remember your kindness forever..

Btw, the big brother mentioned by them earlier who is it? They don't know his name, too, when they hear his story.. She's a young and pretty girl, hem.. Curious about her, which girl made my son compare himself to his parents.

But there's a point, too, duh.. So ashamed to remember the times when my husband chased me when I was young, Azka cuckolded his papa! It's okay, kid.. The important thing is not mothers or grandmothers that you assess" said the mother monologue herself.

He approached Azka and the teacher in the park while telling a story and enjoying an afternoon snack with aunt Bella before entering the room again.

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