Love Because ...

8 THE ACCIDENT

Assalamualaikum ra

Check up today? Gmna check up results?

Brother was stuffed in Ayu yes, do not forget to eat 🥰

Do not forget to pray too

Yes, there is a greeting from Amak

“So what's the result doc?” tia's question disperse Rara's daydreaming of her touchscreen hp.

The number of messages Bagas entered has not been reciprocated. The specialist looked at Rara.

“How are you doing?” ask the doctor about Rara.

“Alhamdullillah, fine doc.”

“Mbak Rara if viewed from X-rays and other checks there is no problem, everything is good.” He was silent for a while fixing his glasses, Rara and Tia looked at each other in astonishment.

“But doc, my memory problem how?” ask Rara who is getting curious.

“Sama as I said earlier, God willing your memory will recover sooner or later. We just don't know when exactly those memories come back. Memory can usually be fished with you often visit places that you often visit before, or often interact with people closest to you who are always in your life. When it happens usually the head will feel sick or dizzy accompanied by shadows of events in the past,” explained the old specialist who still looks fit.

“That's her problem doc to date I have not known my identity. We have reported to the police, but no family has found me. So how can I provoke my memory if I myself do not know myself, and where I come from,” said Rara worried.

The doctor sighed deeply, he took off his glasses, put them away. Then holding both hands on the table, he seemed to think hard about conveying something.

“For now all you can do is live your new life as usual, be patient and berdo’a,” he said with a wide encouraging smile.

Rara was silent in the waiting room, her countenance was so sad. He rubbed his ring finger, his tears falling without him noticing. Today is so cloudy, Semarang which is usually hot decorated with so cold weather. The morning wind was so strong as if to describe how sad his heart was. He was not sad because the doctor said, he was sad because he had made one of the decisions that hurt him in his life by returning the ring Bagas gave.

Tia who had just redeemed the medicine from the pharmacy walked over slowly looking towards Rara. She felt understood how it felt for Rara to lose her world. Tia felt guilty, she immediately hugged Rara tightly from behind breaking Rara's daydream.

“The patient, the strong, there is me, there is mamih, there is Allah.” Tia seemed to misunderstand what Rara was thinking. Tia thought Rara was crying because of the doctor's words.

“Iya.”

Rara nodded and stroked Tia's hand. Tia immediately wiped away the tears that had soaked Rara's cheeks. This warm affection is what makes Rara so grateful for what God has given so far. He felt no problem losing his old world, because God replaced it with a better one. The affection of Bu Sriyantika and Tia his new family.

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“Mbak gorgeous,” Ayu the bongsor-bodied girl called Rara who passed by at the reception desk. “ regular from the prince,” her god while smilingly lifting up her two bowls, handing over the lunch box.

“Make Tia aja.” Rara who looked grim immediately snatched into Tia's office. Ayu changed her face in surprise looking at Tia who came from behind watching the incident.

‘Why?’ Tanya Ayu whispered towards Tia. Tia immediately gave the code by putting one finger in front of her mouth telling Ayu to shut up. He immediately took Bagas' stock and went into his office.

“You sure you don't want to eat? Nice cuisine,” persuaded Tia, who greedily ate food from Bagas.

“Make aja loe,” replied Rara smiling thinly.

Hearing Rara's reply, Tia immediately stopped eating, putting her plate on the table. His face turned sad and guilty. Rara who saw Tia's behavior immediately thought Tia misunderstood her. Rara approached Tia and took her plate.

“Ti denger yes, I am rich gini not because of the check-up just now,” said Rara feed Tia. "This is just because maybe I .. again can be a moody girl,” said Rara smiled widely that looks forced.

“Maybe I want M for a moment, so you don't think weird. Here!” Rara thrust out a plate telling Tia to continue eating.

“Gue out first yes, want to meet the client, ask for prayer yes, big event nih.” Rara took her backpack straight away rushing out.

Tia who heard Rara's explanation immediately thought, Rara looks sad indeed not today alone. He also did not finish his breakfast this morning. Already a few days he often daydreams, Tia recalls since when Rara looks start moody.

THE DRRT! THE DRRT! Hp Tia reads, on the screen hpnya inscribed with the name Bagas. ‘Tumben,’ murmur.

“Assalamualaikum Ti? Rara is?”

“Wa’aikumussalam, just go.”

“Owh, how are the check-ups?good?”

“Ya good anyway, mmm ... but .. uh loe no problem yes same Rara?” cut off Tia, she remembered Rara starting to moody after Bagas invited her to go out. Bagas quietly did not answer, Tia saw the phone screen to make sure the phone is still connected.

“Gas? Loe's still there, right?”

“Yes yes, how?”

“Where? Whaties? I asked you there's a problem with Rara?”

“Hmmm, no kok,” replied Bagas terbrata.

“Bagas we should meet this afternoon too. Wa’aikumussalam!” tia said firmly hanging up the phone to hear Bagas' answer. He rushed out of the office looking for Rara's figure.

“Why mbak?” tanya Dian was sitting at the reception desk replacing Ayu who was out with Rara.

“Where is it, Ayu where?”

“Lho just got out.”

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“Mbakya?” call Ayu spoiled to Rara who is driving.

“Hmmm.”

“Mbaknya why tho, mbaknya ugly tau moody continue from yesterday.” Rara smiled faintly at Ayu. Ayu who is so innocent and humorous always makes Rara entertained because of her funny and out-of-pocket speech.

“Ndak opo-opo mbakyu,” replied Rara mocking Ayu.

“I know! i know! girls if already rich gini nih, need shopping, sightseeing or watching. We walk yuk we road yu yuk yuk yuk yuuukk!” rayu Ayu to Rara while shaking Rara's left hand.

“Come!” rara answered briefly laughing at Ayu's behavior. He thought maybe occasionally by busying himself gradually will reduce his sadness.

“New, when?”

“What about next year?”

“Ikh mbaknya, I'm serious tho!”

“Ha ha ha, can later tonight bada isya ya.”

“Hore! I'm samper to home well.” Rara nodded with a crisp laugh agreeing to Ayu's invitation.

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“You're outrageous Tia, totally outrageous! What do you want?” sriyantika said she was angry and felt very irritated at Tia. The mother and son had a fight in the car. Tia did not answer the silence of driving X-Trail bu Sriyantika with annoyed to hear the nagging mamihnya who continued since there was no breakup.

“You are horrified anyway?!” Tia ignored her mother again, still quietly busy driving her car.

“TIA!!” snapped Sriyantika bu waiting for the answer of his only child.

“What do you want?” tia shouted back at her raucous mamih, from earlier trying to hold back the crying.

“You can not talk to the parents do not need to shout impolite!”

“Who is rude who? mamih invited me to the restaurant continued to suddenly come a man who wanted to be fooled by me, without my knowledge. That's what his name is polite?!”

“Yes but you didn't have to leave him. You can say good right, long ago he waited for you for hours who want to go to the toilet, he even fled to the parking lot. Sleep in the car! That was my son near Mamih, he was a good young man, well established, his religion is also good, shy mamih malamiu!” his weakness.

“Mih this will not happen if mamih said well with Tia from the beginning. Mamih was not good at first how did Tia want to say good?"

“Astagfirullohhaladzim, mamih should say what is the same papih you if he knows the behavior of his son rich gini. Never taught you rich gini!” grumbling bu Sriyantika shook her head feeling disappointed with Tia's attitude.

“Huh!? say the same papih he who taught!” Answer Tia cengengesan.

“TIA ENOUGH!” firmly, Sriyantika ma'am cut, she felt very angry because Tia had already ridiculed her ex-husband. “Mamih the wrong Tia mamih, Papihmu the good guy!”

“Good mamih said?” he added cynically to hear his mamih praise his papih.

“TIAA?!” sriyantika's mother was angry to see the attitude of her daughter who underestimated her papih.

“Where is the papih if he's good? Has he ever seen us once? WHERE IS PAPIH MIH KEMAN?” Tia shouted in a loud voice, starting to cry even louder. Ms. Sriyantika realized her son had started to not calm down. Tia's driving her car faster.

“Nduk is enough, just nduk!” Ms. Sriyantika panicked, she stroked Tia's calming shoulder.

“Gak mih enggak!” Tia felt like venting the feeling she had felt all this time regardless of her mamih words.

“Mamih who should be horrified Tia! If the papih is disappointed with Tia, Tia is much more disappointed with papih! Papih has left us! Tia dear papih mih dear, from the past until now. But every time Tia hoped the papih came, the more painful it felt..” Tia was silent for a moment wiping her tears that continued to flow rapidly.

“The longer Tia hopes, the more disappointed mih Tia is the same papih! Papih tu..., ” yelled Tia crying profusely, she was driving the ointment because she could not control her emotions, she said, ignoring Sriyantika's mother whose face was already frightened because the car drove quickly towards the corner.

“Tia stop stop! That's no one!” her mamih yells loudly cutting alerting Tia.

NJEDAK! Tia was shocked to stop her car. His hands trembled straight out of the steering wheel. Tia was silent, her heart was throbbing uncontrollably, her face was pale. Tia and her mother looked at each other. Her mother commits to a special, to calm down.

“Mih?” tia asked her mamih with a raucous voice and pias face.

“Mih Tia hit!? Did you hit something Mih?” tanya Tia was scared. Ms. Sriyantika tried to calm herself down, trying not to panic.

“Iya Tia Yes. Astagfirullah! Astagfirullah!” His mouth was still muttering seriously while stroking Tia's shoulders. Ms. Sriyantika looked back several times checking something. Tia who initially did not dare to immediately turn her head slowly ventured to look back, there was a pair of young men, they were busy looking to help someone.

“You stay here first, come out first!” sahut Bu Sriyantika calmed his daughter.

“No mih, Tia come, later if mamih any-apain how?”

“It's quiet Tia there's only us same them.”

“Not yet, if they shout how do they call the citizens? Tia's coming with mih, come on mih.”

Tia and her mamih directly out of her car ran quickly towards the crowd. There's a pair of teenagers like Tia. The woman in the shabby veil was sitting near the victim using a fall-off negligee, her large belly showing her being pregnant. The palm of his right hand was wounded tied by a beautiful scaft with a streak of blood. The man with plontos hair, tattooed wearing an ash t-shirt and shabby jeans had a few holes in it. He walked over to Tia.

“Wah kowe ki responsibility!” (what is your responsibility!)

The man shouted at Tia, pointing at the pregnant woman who was sitting holding the victim's head on her thigh.

“Iya yes mas definitely sure!” Tia replied calmly as she approached towards the victim. Tia saw a beautiful woman who was asleep fainted on the lap of a pregnant woman, in her head was flowing fresh blood from her wound.

“Mbak...mbak? how to get tangi?” (..mbak? Wake up?")The pregnant woman tried to wake the victim. Tia sat down to approach the two women.

“This is mbak I hit?” ask Tia.

“Ho’oh ***! kowe kudu tough answer!” (yes! You have to take responsibility)

Shouted the man who kept on spouting harsh words to berate Maki on Tia. He was sweating frantically and so nyolot.

“Already mas we are definitely responsible.” Before long Sriyantika came to calm the man.

“Mas!! Uwes mas uwes.”( already mas already) added the pregnant woman calms. “We have to take him to the hospital bu,” said the woman to bu Sriyantika

“Iya ayuk, Tia bring car here!” Tia nodded her head saying her mamih, running straight towards the car. Arriving in the car Tia breathed a few times, trying to control herself so as not to panic.

‘Bismillah’ muttered, he turned his car back closer to the scene.

“Mas is ready mas?” asked Sriyantika maam who was sitting next to the victim to the man who was standing arrogantly put his two stairs at the waist.

“Ra, ora know me.”(no, don't know me) The man shook his head. He looks so bright, his left hand and foot decorated with tattoos that are not clear image.

Ms. Sriyantika entered first into the back seat, the man helped to seat the woman into the car.

“Sini mas here. Let his head on my lap,” said bu Sriyantika. After putting the victim in the car the man immediately closed the back door tight.

“Lho you know mas, where are you going to come?!” take Tia.

“Ndak! I'm dealing.” (no I don't want to interfere) he raised both his hands not to interfere.

“Lho this who?” Tia panicked the man didn't want to come with her.

“Mbak denger yo!” the man hitting the front door made Tia startled. He looks angry with fear.

“I know mba nde'e (i don't know him), mbak sing nyerempet dede, so mbak sing kudu responsibility!” yelled the man. Ms. Sriyantika was increasingly afraid to see the temperamental man shouting.

“I meh mengurusi bojoku.” (i want to take care of my wife) he said kicking a tire fast car then went running towards his wife, helping his wife stand.

“Udah Tia already, we go directly to the hospital!” sahut bu Sriyantika, patting her shoulder.

Tia was driving her car irritated. Ms. Sriyantika cleaned the blood on the victim's head, her blood kept coming out slowly. She pulled out her spare headscarf from her squeeze, tying it to the woman's head trying to stop her bleeding.

She saw the woman's clothes were good, she used a ping baby coat, a black skirt and sports shoes. Her skin was white, her long hair tied up by horses was already in an unkempt mess, her face looked beautiful like a sleeping but pale princess.

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Tia paced back and forth biting her finger in front of the operating room which was running for almost three more hours. Bu Sriyantika read the application of the Koran in his cave. The operating light went out, Tia could not wait for the doctor to come out.

“Doctor, Doctor how do doc?” tia quickly hunts down the doctor who just came out of the operating room.

“For a while, I will call mbak to my room. Allow me to go into my room first,” said the doctor immediately snatched his way to his room with his assistants.

“Sabar, we wait for the doctor.” Ms. Sriyantika stroked Tia to calm her down. Tia nodded in obedience to her mother.

“Family bu Sriyantika?” A nurse called. Tia and her mother rushed to the nurse.

“Mari bu mbak awaited in the doctor's room,” said nurse friendly. They continued walking towards the doctor's office.

“So how do doc?” ask Sriyantika ma'am please be anxious.

“This same mother should have a relationship with the patient?” ask doctor.

“Neg. We found him on the street, we brought him here. We do not know who his family is because the patient does not carry any identity,” explained Tia in a hurry to lie.

“Good for the moment the patient's condition is stable, we can only wait for the patient to recover and wake up.”

“How long doc?” ask Tia.

“Depending on the state of the patient mmm... It can be one to two days, at most three days. So far we pray that the patient's condition will recover quickly to be aware better. Mum and mbaknya come home tomorrow morning you can come back.”

“We can see the patient doc?” ask Sriyantika ma'am .

“Can but from outside.”

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Tia idly approached the glass window and touched its surface with the tip of her index right. He wrote an apology on the glass. Behind the window adorned with white curtains of the machete lay a woman who was dragged by him. Tia looked at her pity with teary eyes filled with regret.

“What if he doesn't realize? what if Tia goes to jail?" muttered.

“Sttt, you do not digress, for now we pray that he quickly siuman.” Tia immediately hugged her mother crying in her arms.

“Let there be mamih, There is Allah.” Her mother stroked her shoulders and kissed her daughter's head strengthening her.