Inviting Love Sometimes

The guy on the gurney.

“Suster please!!” shifa shouted as she entered the main door of the Hospital.

Some of the Sisters approached them, the citizens who joined immediately put Nabil on the gurney that the Sisters brought.

Shifa pushed along, the look on her face still worried about the man.

"Mba, wait here. We'll take care of the patient. " Say one of the sisters stopped Shifa's steps.

Shifa nodded, she herself was confused as to what to do. she was only afraid if the man was okay.

The door of the room was already closed but Shifa's eyes were still pointing towards it.

"Mba? we want to go home first." said a resident who accompanied Nabil.

"ah! yes, sir, thank you for helping."

"Excuse me."

While the two residents went to step foot with a little gossip mengerkakan story of the two young people..

Shifa blinked her eyes, her face had not yet expressed only a heartbeat that continued to pump strongly.

He walked up to a chair not far from there and sat down and put his hands together.

His eyes began to glaze over, nowhere piercing his mind. Just one more blink had already made his eyes spit out two tear spheres on his caby cheeks.

Hiccups began to hit the chest, now he could not hide his cries from people who passed by in the corridor RS.

Shifa.., stop your crying shifa.

His mind tried to calm down But the events a few minutes ago were still in the shadows until his cries continued to explode, There was trauma and fear enveloped. He looked down with both palms covering his face.

Chequek!

After a few minutes of waiting, the door of the room finally opened, immediately Shifa wiped her tears and stood up to the doctor.

“Dok? how is it?”

"It's okay, we've dealt with his stab wound" replied the Doctor.

"Alhamdulillah." said Shifa heard the word is okay.

"Only at this time the patient is still in a weak condition, he has bleeding very much."

"Oh God!" Shifa closed her mouth.

“You're his friend?" ask the doctor later.

Shifa thought for a moment and decided to nod her head, "Dok Dad, I'm her friend."

"Can you come along for a minute? something I want to tell you.” take the Doctor while directing his hand to the corridor of his room.

Shifa nodded her head and followed Doctor's steps.

Until there, he signed a piece of paper that the Doctor put on him. Shifa's name is listed under his signature as the person in charge of the patient.

“Who's his friend's name, Dek?” Ask the doctor to Shifa who is still looking at the contents of the paper.

"Well, doc?" Shifa raised her eyebrows, confused to answer her mind and finally found Nabil's name in her memory.

"Nabil's name, doc." replied the shifa.

Fortunately, he had heard Aska say the word Nabil to the man.

“Begini, from the results of the examination, it looks like your friend is the person who Operdosed."

Doctor's statement instantly makes shifa confused “meaning, Doc?”

“She has been hit by drugs and this candlestick has been very worrying." replied the Doctor.

Shifa frowned.

"Worried because of this drug your friend could have hurt himself” explained the doctor.

Hearing of drug dependence, he finally understood what the Doctor meant to him. For him it is not a matter to be meddled with he does not want to take a headache as to what the life of the man.

"I hope you can take good care of it I just mess with the Spikisnya," suggested the doctor.

"Dad, Doctor. Thank you for telling me, I'll take care of it until it heals." Answer Shifa.

After leaving the doctor's room, Shifa returned to Nabil's room.

"Ok, here my responsibility is only to take care of him until the stab wound heals," inner Shifa.

He walked back to the corridor of Nabil's room. His steps stopped right in front of the glass window which still showed the man's condition from inside.

Nabil?

The man's name made Shifa remember something until she finally smiled with her thoughts.yeah, There is no way that the man lying down was the little man who used to teach her to know Islam.

A little feel inappropriate if you have to keep a man dependent on this drug.

But lucky Shifa is the person responsible let alone this man injured for saving himself of course shifa will not leave him just like that.

"Doooh! my dress," he saw the clothes that had been worn neat and clean but now it was even tangled and dirty.

Shifa looked back at Nabil from the window. Think for a moment whether he should go home to change his clothes now or wait for the man to wake up.

Tritts... Tritts...

A vibration followed by a ringtone halted his excitement, as soon as he reached into the cell phone in the bag.

“Assalamu aleikum, what's the matter mah?" he said after receiving the call.

"Son, where are you now? Aunty Mirna nanyain said you didn't go to work."

"At the hospital, mah" replied shifa.

"Oh God, how can you!? What's the wound, son? Which hospital are you in?  How can you not say same mom?" Panic ana.

Shifa simply patted her forehead regretting telling her Mother.because there was a mother who would be more worried let alone she could not explain it now.

While from inside the room the man lying down was already squeaking his consciousness.

"*Hospital?" his mind when he saw the impus hose embedded in the back of his hand.

The eyes that are not yet perfect to see still he used to find the source of the sound that disturbed his rest.

His gaze was fixed on the brown hooded girl who was right behind the glass window of the room.

The girl who was talking over the phone made Nabil remember the figure he helped earlier. His ears catch a bit of a vague conversation out there.

"Shifa's okay, Ma."

"Keep in the hospital?"

"Later to go home shifa storyain well, Maa. Shifa really doesn't papa, really."

"Yes hasten to go home well, dear.mama worried you from this morning."

"Dad mah.., Shifa go home now Assalamu alaikum."

After closing his call he glanced into Nabil's room.But unfortunately, the view was too short that he did not realize the man's klo was awake. While putting his phone in the bag, slowly his feet began to step away from the room.

"Name's shifa?"

A happy smile on Nabil's lips after knowing the girl's name.well! one guess was revealed.

From the window His eyes still looked at the girl's departure, Shadow of his face seemed reflected in the glass, but slowly disappeared because his mind was not able to remember too hard the face of the angel in his childhood. He closed his eyes and restored his rest.

**

“Assalamu aleikum, mah." hail shifa when entering the house and found her mother who was sitting with her anxious face.

“Walaikumussalam," soon Ana approached her daughter and looked for wounds all over her body, "Where are the wounds dear?"

"There is no maa..," replied sifa memelas because Ana still turned her body back.

"Why do you keep going to the hospital?" Ana took her hand off her daughter's shoulder.

"That's his shirt why is it so dirty?" Ana looks at the stain on Shifa's robe.

"Where's the bike going?!" Ask Ana again, he glanced out to the usual place Shifa parked the motor.

“Motor Shifa is in the workshop, maa... ”Shifa replied while walking to the dining room.

“You've had an accident, son?" Ana asked following Shifa's steps.

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