Love Flips At The End of the Season

WHEN IT RAINS HEAVILY

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Jefry Base Camp ....

"Udah ah, the more days of the night I say, Assalamu'alaikum!" Fatim immediately returned to the car and started moving leaving the camp under the bridge.

Fatim's car has been hurtling towards his house, it didn't take long the road was quiet enough tonight, because the air was so cold it was bone-chilling, the wind was blowing fast enough to make Fatim close the windshield.

"Remaster is a little yes, want to rain like it is," Fatim asked Pak Amat, the driver of his family.

"Yes, Non, it's also fast. Father did not dare more quickly fear even we why-why, understand the eyes of the father began to lack vision if the night." Pak was very focused on taking the road.

Fatim was silent when he looked at the road, in case it was true that Mr. Amat could not see the road that was getting thicker because the rain spatter began to fall rapidly.

"Sir, just slow down. The rain is starting to fall." Fatim reminded mr. Amat.

"Yes, Neng. Should we just pull over first, it looks like there's going to be a storm too." Pak Amat looked at his master's son.

"Yes sir, we'll pull over first. It looks like there's a house in front." Fatim pointed towards the front. A house with a dim lighting.

The car started to pull over right in front of the old house that looked like it was uninhabited. Only dim light as light. Suddenly lightning struck, instantly susana around seemed bright due to the light.

"How, Neng? We're going in, right?" asked Pak Amat riled.

"Yes sir, we're going in. Neduh in the cottage first." Fatim immediately opened the car door and ran towards the house intended by the two.

Pak Amat immediately ran after Fatim who had gone down first.

"How, Neng? Is there anyone?" ask Mr. Amat who participated in observing susana around the house.

"It looks like there's a sir, it's possible that our voices won't be heard because the rain is so heavy." Fatim shook his clothes a little wet.

"Do we need to tell mom?" He saw Fatim.

"No need, sir. The weather is not friendly, it will be dangerous." Fatim looked out, a thick night that was occasionally illuminated by flashes of lightning that struck and accompanied by a large thunderous sound, making the heart seem to want to be dislodged.

Both of them fell silent, the rain grew even more. The cold began to cover the two. Suddenly the door of the house opened, out came a man who was still quite young around the age of forty years.

The man looked anxious, and he was surprised to see someone else on the porch.

"Who are you?" The man looked closely at Fatim and Pak Amat.

"Sorry sir, we're taking shelter. The weather is unfriendly, the rain is very heavy." Fatim smiled and nodded as a sign of respect for the host.

"Ohh yeah, let's just go outside very cold. But I'm sorry our house may not be worth it to you." The man is stale.

"Thank you very much, sir," said Fatim politely.

"Can I have some hot water?" Pak Amat chimed in.

Not yet had the man answer the question Pak Amat heard the sound of shouting from inside the father's house.

"Ahhhhhh .. akhatttt! Massss help me, I'm not strong." Shouted a woman who seemed to be enduring tremendous pain.

The man in front of them immediately ran into his house followed by Fatim and Pak Amat. Seemed a woman with a large stomach, sweat had already drenched her entire body. Obviously the woman who was most likely his wife the man was in pain.

"You're patient, where should I go and how?" The man seemed to be crying, he was panicking, not knowing what to do now.

"Is she Father's wife? It looks like she's giving birth." The man looked at the man.

"Yes sir, it's time but ...." The man was silent. Her tears slowly flowed from the corner of her eyes.

"We're going to the hospital now!" Fatim interrupted the conversation of the two men in front of him.

"But we're not ...." The man again could not continue his speech because it had been cut by Fatim.

"God's wife is more important than anything, let's get her in the car!" Fatim asked the two men to bring the man's wife who was already in pain.

"Akhh, akhtt." The woman screamed back.

"Patient mom, we're in the hospital now. God willing, baby and mother will be saved." Fatim tried to calm the man's wife.

In the rain the three of them came out, carrying the man's wife who was already in a lot of pain. They are already in the car.

"But you can not drive in a condition like this, Neng," said Mr. Very confused.

"Let Fatim take it, sir." Fatim sat at the helm, with Pak Amat beside him. The man and his wife were in the back seat.

"Everything's a handle." Fatim did not pay attention to the words of Mr. Amat, in his mind at this time only wanted to get to the hospital immediately.

The roar of Fatim's car engine was roaring, he quickly put the teeth and clutch by saying basmallah he immediately run his car splitting the rain.

"Akhhh, malatt! I don't seem to be strong, Masss." The woman felt increasingly intense pain.

"Hold, Mom. God willing we will be here soon." Fatim drove his vehicle faster to the hospital.

The swift rain did not dampen the courage of Fatim, with a speed that was almost the maximum he broke through the cold dark night. He hopes to bring a mother who will give birth on time so that the risk of losing one or both can be avoided.

Meanwhile, Mr. Amat, his face was very tense, he was holding on to the chair he was sitting on. Sometimes he checks his sitbelt in case it comes off. The two passengers behind him hugged each other. The man tried to strengthen his wife who was already in a lot of pain.

From a distance, Fatim began to see the sign of a clinic, even though it was not a hospital he turned his car there.

The car stopped in front of a clinic. Fatim went down ahead of the three passengers.

Ting .. tong!

The clinic bell rang so many times that a young nurse came out and scolded Fatim.

"Can be patient, and please don't ring the bell continuously for ear pain." The nurse cursed Fatim with her face.

"Sorry, this is an emergency. My aunt wants to give birth." Fatim immediately returned to his car while the nurse also went inside to call the doctor and prepare everything.

"Let's get off!" Fatim asked the three to come down.

"I'm not strong anymore, please!" the man's wife's voice weakened.

Quickly, Amatim, Fatim, and the woman's husband took her to the clinic. There is already prepared equipment for childbirth by doctors and nurses who will help the delivery of the man's wife.

"Other please come out first yes, but her husband can stay here." The doctor smiled kindly.

Inevitably Fatim and Pak Amat came out, they waited in the waiting room that had been prepared.

"Neng, that was my father almost hanging."Sir Amat broke the silence between them.

"Why is that, sir?" ask Fatim pretending not to know.

"Neng took the car I was looking so hard, it's like a Rossi kolentino." Pak Amat chuckles.

Fatim also laughed because Pak Amat called the name of his favorite GP motorcycle racer wrongly.

"Not Kolentivo Pak, but Valentino," said Fatim justifies the mistake made by pak Amat.

"Who did you mean, Non?" asked Mr. Amat with his innocent face while smiling.

"V-a-l-e-n-t-i-n-o Rossi" Fatim spelled the legendary Spaniard's name.

"Yes that one. I swear you were really tense earlier afraid we might experience something." Mr. Amat smiled funny.

Fatim also smiled, only this time Mr. Amat became his favorite young lady passenger.

I was chatting suddenly.

"Owek ..owek .. ownk," the sound of the baby's cries broke the silence of the night, which made Fatim shed tears. He remembered his mother, maybe at that time he was also born with a mother who was in a lot of pain like that woman.

"Thank God the baby was born." A nurse approached Fatim and Pak Amat.

"Welcome you've become an aunt, and you've become a grandfather." The nurse thought Fatim was the younger sister of one of the couples, and Mr. Amat was her parents.

Fatim and Pak Amat looked at each other and smiled.

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