Injuries in the Family

Chapter 13

The motorbike driven by Iqbal was so tight, the emotion that stirred in his heart he unconsciously channeled in driving. Melt tears that continue to flow from the eyes of the man signifies his heartache, because he had neglected to keep the mandate of both his parents and his mother Nadine who was so very confident in him and his family.

Iqbal's back was wet, Nadine kept her eyes closed. Perih on his back is no longer felt, because maybe it is used to it.

"Until when should I survive? But I don't want to leave Hana alone." Nadine's mind opened her eyes to see the street view so quickly.

Iqbal took me to a place, a place that was not foreign at all. Basecampnya with his motorcycle gang friends, his friends have known me since the beginning Iqbal founded this basecamp.

"Bal, Nadine why?" asked Ipoy, the thin but tall man asked Iqbal who swept me into the basecamp area.

"There's Siska?" asked Iqbal with a hoarse voice.

Siska who came out of one of the rooms immediately replied and approached.

"Why?"

"Please take his back, sis." replied Iqbal.

Siska looked at the lowered Nadine, the woman frowned in wonder. Other friends are certainly not surprised.

"What is Nadine?!" sahut Rudi with a tone that began to feel bad was approaching Iqbal.

Iqbal swallowed his silva, indeed if dealing with women they were always ahead let alone Nadine who they knew.

"Ka, no... Ka Iqbal ga anything I really do." said Nadine who tried to separate them.

The 21-year-old Rudi did admire Nadine secretly, a tall, white man and curly hair. Rudi was the closest to Nadine when she was present at the basecamp with Iqbal, because being too busy at work makes time decrease.

Ipoy moved away from Rudi, and Siska pulled Nadine's hand slowly to stand next to him.

"Where's medicine? In bring?" ask Siska to Nadine.

Of course I shook my head, the ointment and other medicine that had not been exhausted was stored at home. Iqbal chipped, he took out the same ointment from his pants pocket and handed it to Siska.

"Please." said Iqbal who was embraced by Siska.

Nadine and Siska were already in a locked room, while Iqbal was in the crossfire of some questions by his friends.

"Nadine why?" ask ipoy again.

the other four friends approached, Iqbal chose silence and continued to rub his face violently because the incident a moment ago was still clearly visible when Gio wanted to hit the clasp on Nadine's back.

Iqbal himself is still not out of thought, how can a father be able to torture his own child, especially a daughter.

"If the Light aunt is still alive, surely she will be very angry at all about Gio.." Iqbal inner with her eyes reddened.

Shortly afterwards Nadine and Siska came out, a ringing sounding from Siska's mouth that was deeply distrustful of what she had seen just now.

"Bal, said Nadine that she actually fell down the stairs?" ask Siska to make sure.

Iqbal and Nadine stared at each other.

"The fall was very severe, and there was a wound like that" said Siska again.

"He is a teledor, right here you also often see the way Nadine likes to hum." said Iqbal who is now his job to make his friend believe.

"We have pizza, same rice field. If the tongue to the west-west can eat pizza, if the tongue is native Indonesia can eat rice padang." said Sinyo, a man who can liven up the sad atmosphere, which is very sad, tense and anything becomes liquid again.

Nadine smiled, finally Iqbal and Nadine took a piece of pizza that was quite large because of its large size, and the rice field left 4 more packs on the side next to it.

In this place, a place that is able to make me forget some of my sadness today and the pain that I have experienced a while ago. In this place too, the place holds all my complaints. Indeed, I have not been here for a long time, since the last 2 years when deciding to work that can be said full time.

"Oh yes, Siska wants to get married" said Sinyo who made us instantly silent and all eyes were on Siska.

"Sis really?" ask Frans.

Siska put the bottle of iced tea box onto the table, and nodded her head.

"What person? I don't know anyway!" his pedicab.

Siska laughed, "The same people of Palembang. He knew her on the app, met her three times eh we felt fit and she got married." she explained.

I was only amazed to hear that Siska who was 4 years older than me was married young, indeed married young so many considerations of mental and inner readiness.

"Ka Siska, what's wrong? Dare to marry young." I said.

Siska smiled, "Udah, pray that in the face he continues and his faith is also good. So then... Is there a reason to marry young?"

Nadine just smiled in response.

"You must marry, let this tongkrongan add the same krucil-krukil we later." said Siska to me with his spirit.

Hearing that, made me bow. The trauma given by my father was so great that I was afraid of getting married, afraid that one day my position would be in my son. I don't want to.

Iqbal noticed my differences during the sniping from Siska, his hand clasped tightly to my hand under the table and I replied by stroking his thumb so I gave an answer 'i am okay, sis.'.

It has been a long time to gather until late at night, until the clock shows at 9 pm. Iqbal drove me home, the door was deliberately bi Imah not the key.

"If there's anything don't hesitate to phone" said Iqbal who removed the helmet attached to the head.

"Thank you for tonight, Iqbal and the others have made me better."

Iqbal smiled, our eyes staring at each other. My feelings for Iqbal as a little brother are pitting on his brother, and I wish Iqbal was the same.

I stepped towards the door of the house, Iqbal motor sounded that sounded out there certainly made me lock the door of the house. The quiet, dim atmosphere managed to make Nadine a little relieved because everyone in this house had all slept.

Nadine stepped into the room where the photo of the mother was collected by Gio, she saw the door of the room that opened a little to make him curious and put his feet closer again.

I saw the figure of a man sitting on a small sofa in the middle of the room, staring at Gionino who was hugging the picture frame of his late wife. Golden in the chest that was so crowded to see the scene made Nadine immediately move away, she went into her room and cried and hit her head considering the incident 6 years ago.

"I'm the unlucky bearer.hiks.." he continued to hit his own head, after seeing his father crying in the small room.

"Nadine... boy! Watch out for a car!" 

The scream continued to haunt me, legs that kept running towards me with an enlarged stomach was 7 months old was trying to save his daughter who was almost hit by a freight car.

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