Little Time Fairy Tale (The Story Of Gilang And Dhea).
Chapter 17: I'm Bete.
That morning there was a young man running in a hurry out of his room to the bathroom, and it was Gilang. The father who just came out of it almost got hit by her. And after Gilang went into the bathroom, you could only shake - geleng.
"Children of the times now.., yes rich so.", chirped the father. " Tumben ...so early in the morning, there's an extra workout huh ? " , ask dad.
"Mules sir !! ", cried Gilang from inside the bathroom.
" ooaalah.... ". And my father also left.
Why you can be surprised when you see Gilang who is awake and go straight to the bathroom. Because that time just showed five o'clock past thirty minutes. The sky in front of me still looks dark. That's why I thought Gilang would go back to sleep.
But it turns out that my mind was wrong. Because Gilang directly took a shower.
A moment later, Gilang already looks neat, wearing a brown shirt and white stripes combined with sky blue jeans.
Gilang's mother who was frying rice so astonished, seeing the boy...
"Ga wrong Lang?, at this hour already want to go to college ? ".
Just smile - smile.
" Today Gilang has no college ma'am.. ".
" Why do you wake up in the morning ?".
"There's... ".
" Dhea again ? ".
"Yuph.... ".
Now Gilang has sat sweetly at the dinner table and started breakfast. There was also a father and Lilis. They were also busy eating breakfast, not how long the mother had also sat down with them and started breakfast.
" Have you met yesterday ? ".
" Who is mom ? ".
" Yes the same as Dhea ".
" There was yesterday... ".
" Some, you're not bored Lang?, meet you
Dhea continues ? ",asked mother wonder.
" Yes, ma'am, Dhea is Gilang's best friend. We have not seen him for a long time ".
Mom just smiled.
" You like Dhea ? ".
Gilang who arrived - suddenly asked so the same mother just waver because of wrong behavior.
Fried rice in his mouth
so it gushed out, then Gilang coughed - coughing. Everything is so dumb.
" Sure, you don't want to use your father's motorbike...? ".
" Thong sir, let Gilang walk, anyways until the front of the road there is a Busway, if we use the busway we also help reduce congestion sir, that is....".You are just mangosteen - mangosteen as if - if you understand.
" Mean Lang, you can dong to the market using mbasuwe? ", ask plain dad.
" Well if you enter the market you can sir, the most up front of the road, well you go down and walk again, if you want to enter the market.
Most of the name is not mbasuwe sir, the writing is "Busway", but the reading is baswey sir..., how the father, that time just do not know...? ".
And the father of mangosteen - mangosteen as usual.
After Gilang said goodbye, the father was ready - ready to go to the market to sell. His father Gilang was a seller of clothes in the market, so the father left for the market not too early - early in the morning, unlike vegetable sellers who had to dawn - dawn was already on the market. Gilang could have gone out with the same father but Gilang did not want, because their direction was opposite. For the father, it does not matter, only Gilang he does not want, he said pity the father, if it goes back and forth because the direction is different. Later even the father of bad luck arrived at the market. Gilang was at the busway stop. The morning was still not so crowded, that was the time - the time chosen by Gilang, so naturally Gilang knew that he had left earlier in the day, maybe it would be crowded passengers and Gilang did not like it, and Gilang did not like it, must insist - insist.
Not how long the bus was waiting for it to come. Here once orderly, they will give priority to passengers who disembark, after which those who will depart are only allowed to step in. Just be organized and disciplined. Passengers are also required to wear masks. To reduce the spread of covid virus 19, and not allowed to talk on the bus. Silang sat on the back bench near the window. He threw his eyes out the window. And he enjoyed the view outside. Trees that move backwards quickly, people who move backwards, also houses. Suddenly Gilang saw a face in the crowd and he seemed to recognize the face. " Ipenk ? ",he muttered.Gilang was trying to get down, but could not because he could not go down carelessly and had to stop at the stop - a stop that had been determined.After not how long, the bus had stopped at his place. Gunang pun huru - hunt down. For a moment he seemed to run - run towards the crowd earlier. Not long after that Gilang had mingled into the crowd of time. He also saw Ipenk sitting while holding his scuffed and bleeding leg.
" Penk...!!, why are you ?!! ",A,
" Set on..., the guy? ".
" Yes run away. ", said Ipenk limp.
" Geez... ".
Then there are mothers - mothers who advocate
" Brought to Puskesmas aja mas.., cepet diobatin tuh, let not infection... ".
" Yes, that hit has already run away anyway, so can not be held responsible. ", chirped mother - mother who stood next to him.
Then came a police car. A moment later, two policemen were chatting with Gilang and Ipenk. And after that the two policemen re-entered the car followed by Ipenk whose path was limping. Gilang who opened the door for Ipenk. Ipenk also tried to sit slowly - the land that was helped by Gilang. Then Gilang turned around and approached his motorbike Ipenk, which was parked not far from it, the situation was not so severe anyway. And after Gilang spoke with two residents there, the motorbike was temporarily left to the two residents. Because the motorbike was also in the data by one of the police officers, then the motorbike did not need to be brought again. Now they will take Ipenk to the nearest Hospital. Gilang also participated in the police car.
Not long ago, they were already in the hospital, and Ipenk was already in the care of the medical team. Gilang just waiting on a long bench made of stainless.Suddenly sitting he was fad - idly looking at the phone, then appeared one message from a WhatsApp application. Elated, his heart was excited mixed with shock because of the message from Dhea. Then he was so eager to open the message, it was written
" Lang where are you? ", read Gilang quietly with a smile. Then Gilang hunted reply to a message from Dhea.
" I'm in the hospital again".
" Huh?, you went to Lang hospital..? ". reply Dhea.
" Not me, but the Ipenk..... ".
" Ipensk? your gondrong friend? ".
" Yo'i.., my gondrong order is only Ipenk...".
" She, why the kids? ".
" A traffic accident.. ".
" A hit-and-run? ", ask Dhea.
" yes.. ".
" What is the situation now? ".
" It's being handled by the medical department".
" Hopefully why - why Lang".
" Yes... Amen, oh yes, where are you now? ".
" At home, it's really be-te.. ".
Gilang laughed a little. " Can I not play there? ".
" Hem, but what about your friend, time left behind? ".
" Don't you know, the most waiting for me nganterin Ipenk to go home first and keep new to your house, how? ".
" May tuh.., but bring food to Lang", pinta Dhea.
" What does Dhea want to eat? ".
" What aja deh , the important good Lang.. ".
" Will Martabak? ".
" Naaahhh. But don't forget Lang's drink.. ".
"Yuph, but I drove the Ipenk first.. ".
" Okay, thank you Lang...! ".
" Yo'i... ".
Gilang also keeps his phone in his pants pocket. Then Gilang seemed to be imagining something, then he smiled - his own smile.
