Longsuffering

I'm It's OK

the love that wails

echoing and shouting in shakes

honey. I love.

- Vishnu

Jakarta, Vishnu-Adhis-Andra-Salim-Wita

"Aphis already memorized what letter from Mother Wita?", in the noisy and rowdy panic of the passengers of the plane, Vishnu tried to dampen the fear that his daughter might feel. While carrying his daughter he recited various prayers, prayers, and revelations to his Lord in his heart.

"Al-ikhlas", answered Adhis in a tight embrace at Vishnu's neck. Vishnu could feel the hand of the Adhis trembling after hearing the massive explosion of the tail of the plane as it landed its body on the runway of Soekarno-Hatta airport.

"Ashis read on yes.!, I promise you will take Adhis to meet the mother of Wita", Vishnu's pinta who stands among the cries of the passengers, and the, each other wants to be in the front row to immediately save themselves when the plane fully stops.

"qulhuwallahu ahad. allahusshamad. lam yalid wa lam yulad..."

Closing his eyes, the Adhis followed Vishnu's orders, reciting sentence by sentence the confession of Allah's oneness out loud.

"SISTER AND MOTHER ARE EXPECTED TO CALM DOWN!! THE PLANE WILL STOP SOON.. PLEASE GET OUT QUICKLY BUT KEEP AN EYE ON THE SAFETY OF YOURSELF AND OTHERS!!", shouted the flight attendants and flight attendants who survived. Of course, because some of them are injured and may even lose their lives due to the explosion that occurred in the tail of the plane a few seconds ago.

Passengers with panic splintered out to the emergency exit. Shouting even crying made the atmosphere even more gripping. However, with calm and swift Vishnu still wet his mouth with words of servitude to the Khaliq.. The Owner Lives and Deaths.

A few more steps towards the door, Vishnu saw an old mother who remained seated in a chair with a deathly pale face and trembling body.

"MOTHERS.. BANGUNO.. AYOO MOTHER.. WE MUST SAVE OURSELVES", cried Vishnu while holding Adhis.

"Sir.. please help this mother!!" pinta Vishnu on the person in front of him. But his words were not heeded by the man. The man continued to take his steps with a panicked face. Vishnu then glanced at a mother behind him. Till.. Vishnu decided something...

"Mom..take my son!". While transferring Adhis he then handed his cell phone to the woman.

"Call the person on my phone. Once below!!, I had to save this old mother", Vishnu's pinta called by the woman was accompanied by a broken cry from the Adhis.

A few seconds later his Adhis had disappeared from sight. Out the door with the middle-aged mother he had trusted.

While the old mother had a difficult movement her body had now been on her back, in her carry. The old mother continued to shiver and exhale.

"hold on mom. a little more until". However, shortly after that an explosion was heard blasting down his hearing.

DUUAARR....

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"Sister should not come" said Salim in his wheel that drove a loan car from his neighbor at high speed.

Wita just silently stared at the night road to Jakarta. Of course Salim asked him not to come with him, because since then almost ten times his car pulled over to let Wita!

There was no crying, no sound or nothing but tears from the Wita. Wita looked scary and alarming in Salim's eyes. He was an undead with an empty look in his passenger seat.

"Salim is worried that brother is not strong, or brother eats this food, from earlier vomiting continues. Drink also not forget!".

Salim keeps reminding Wita while controlling the steering wheel of his car. Suddenly Salim's phone rang displaying the name 'Bang Andra' on his screen.

Hello Bang..

Alhamdulillahot..

but his Adhis is not hurt?

Bang Vishnu how?

Hahh.. how can it?

Can't his phone be contacted?

Astagfirullah..

So, from the sentence that Wita heard, now his hands are tightly linked together and condemn all his foolish steps, for the man he missed.

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Andra and Kang Indra are now busy running around looking for Vishnu's whereabouts after making sure Adhis is immediately taken home. There was no injury to Adhis. But the Adhis must be brought home with Rumi tea to avoid the fear and panic he experienced. Of course, because this time the sound of the ambulance, sobs, blood, corpses, and a billowing cloud of smoke sowed into the dramatic night of Soekarno-Hatta airport.

"Level... Salim.", cried Andra when he saw the figure of Salim.

"Where is Mba?", continued Andra.

"Duuuh. He ran away until he was an abomination. Where from the vomit continues. Fear of fainting this tea.he does not eat the same drink anything.aah know how I refused he just wanted to come".

"Oh Allah.", Andra squeezed her hair rough. "Yes already.we split up!", he said.

In the midst of breath gasping, Andra scanned one by one the victims who were getting curative treatment. Suddenly he felt his phone vibrate, displaying an incoming call with an unfamiliar number.

"Call..."

"Ndra.it's me.. Vishnu".

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Vishnu's body was blown away when the second explosion occurred. Luckily, he was out of the plane with the old mother he saved. His eyes were splashed with broken glass and his right arm was hit by a thick plane. Blood began to seep into his face and arms. However his legs were still given the power to run, before a huge explosion actually occurred.

From a distance the medics ran. Dozens of fire engines and ambulances were deployed to the ill-fated aircraft. Arriving at the destination his body was carried by the medical team and the old mother was placed on an emergency stretcher.

"Mas.. can I borrow his cellphone?", Vishnu asked the medical team who treated him.

After getting the phone he needed, he immediately contacted Andra. He will ask for his help to immediately find Adhis.

"Adhis alhamdulillah has been brought to the same house as Teh Rumi. He has no injuries. Just crying and calling brother".

"yes, it's okay. Alhamdillah.call me Rumi tea safe. I'm in a position near the Rest Area, again a temporary treatment first, like I have to go to the Hospital, the wound is a lot".

"iya bang.." answered Andra. "eh bang.." said Andra again. "mba Wita here. We'll go find him again, too. Salim said from earlier vomiting. Don't eat the same drink at all, I go to brother first or find mba Wita first?"

Andra's question was answered with silence for a moment because Vishnu's eyes were now fixed on the figure who ran towards him with gasps.

"No need to Ndra, I've found it!"

Vishnu smiled welcoming the woman he missed. Whispering, he asked the nurse for permission to clean his wound. "i'll be there for a minute!"

Wita now stands staring at him. The woman's face was pale and sweaty. His hands were shaking, his eyes were red. Sekekita Wita dropped his body to the floor and sat down resigned. The cry that had been stored tight in the chest was now clearly squealing in the air.

"It's me Wita. I'm okay" said Vishnu while sitting crouching parading Witya.

Wita did not answer the words of Vishnu. He just wanted to doubt the truth, to vent his crazy emotions since then.

"sorry.I'm sorry Wita. I'm okay!" vishnu is back.

Wita's cry continued to rise along with the sentence that Vishnu said.

"Wita.. I'm okay, baby. Look at me! I'm all right. I hug you this?"

Persuade Vishnu who is reciprocated with tears and a headband. Vishnu then saw the body of the woman increasingly vibrate, his hands tighten and suddenly his body is shaken. Then immediately Vishnu's hand grabbed the tip of his head while embracing the unconscious body of Wita.

"WITA.. Astagfirulllah!!", then tonight it seemed that he was no longer the one who needed emergency treatment.

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