
The panicked Rangga finally called the wardah. I don't know where that girl is right now.
The cellphone wardah that reads when many customers come makes it not immediately lift the call. Because it has been repeatedly customers come to comment.
" The baby was raised first who knows it is important!" yell at one of them. Wardah nodded and saw whose name was on it. Rangga made 10 calls and 2 incoming messages.
" If you're not busy, pick up. This was a very important emergency wardah," the message from rangga made him sigh.
" My mom called for a second" said wardah. Bu sumi nodded as she had to continue.
Wardah walked into his room. Wardah then called rangga. What he really wants to say and what seemergency.
" Assalamualaikum, " said wardah.
" navalovaa ... Thank God, wardah can you go to Jakarta first?" ask rangga.
" I'm sorry my brother can't" he answered briefly and wanted to hang up. But a loud voice seemed to be saying something unpleasant.
" If you hang up the phone at this time account make sure you'll regret the wardah. If you don't want to then please listen to me carefully. I won't repeat it again.
" Say," answered the reluctant wardah.
" Izdi had an accident with several cars. At that time izdi was trapped in his car so he could not escape. I finally want the fateful event to happen to him. Please look at your husband. He is critical" said Rangga clearly and straightforwardly. Then he hung up his phone call.
Deg.
This heart was no longer sad when it heard the news. Rangga did not make the news either. Because he was very clear and hung up the phone again. Wardah's memory of everything goes into a million-spin on her head. Izdi's smile, the romance of their first night, his defense for her rather than to her brother. Everyone comes back to the memory wardah. Her tears were not felt either. Wardah just remembered if previously izdi said goodbye to accompany maria at the opening of the inauguration of her latest company.
" hc ... Forgive wardah, endure for your descendants. Even though you don't love me completely. I'll come back for you mas" said wardah alone. The worry now rises in the heart of the wardah. He called nasya.
" Can Nasya help you?" ask the wardah while crying.
" What is it, of course?" Ask nasya.
" Sister Nasya needs help to return to the city, can I ask your sister for help?" ask the wardah carefully. Nasya is of course happy when she hears that the beautiful sister needs her help.
" Okeh nasya remove brother. When's sis?" ask her back.
" Now yes .. "wardah's answer made nasya worried because the voice of her cantil brother was hoarse like crying. Nasya then ran to his brother's room.
" Babang .. help! Open the door dong urgent," said nasya while banging on the door of the room azzam. Azzam bisinh with the commotion made by his sister. He finally came out.
" What the hell is it ? Don't be rame ah ashamed" replied the babang. Nasya thrust his phone. Azzam shriveled but nasya coded to say the word.
" what is the wardah?" ask carefully.
Wardah's over there crying. Azzam so follow in the panicked land. He tried to calm the wardah for some reason. But not long ago when the wardah was calm again.
"I'll be there soon we go!" azzam without a second thought. Nasya stared in disbelief at his brother. That's how close or know the beautiful sister. They don't look awkward. Not like someone who doesn't know.
Azzam was in a hurry when the name izdi was called an accident. Nasha is still amazed. But her brother pulled her to come.
" Come with me make wardah brother smile during the trip," azzam speech increasingly membuay nasya confused. Even himself until now does not know what the name of the beautiful girl in his veil balk. And his origin but his handsome brother even knows his name. This is PR for nasya at this time the girl is very curious about azzam.
Arriving at the house of sumi ...
" rs ... Wardah has to go now. Hopefully next time the wardah can visit. Thank you for accommodating wardah," said wardah while hugging bu sumi. Actually he does not want to come back soon but at this time izdi is in a bad condition.
Azzam who saw panic on the face of the wardah tried to code his sister to comfort the wardah. Nasya did not know where to start because right now this big brother beside her was melow.
"Room pretty ... What was? No cry. La tahzan dong pity beautiful," nasya so strange when it should be comforting in a sad time like this. Wardah published her smile despite sad strokes in the fine lines on her face.
" nissan ... Can you tell me a little bit?" tanya wardah followed nod nasya with a sweet smile.
" Nasha ... is a typical person who can cry or smile at any time. But this time it feels like there are missing tears can not control brother. The brother regretted he had given sister a message but brother did not reply and instead got word that he had an accident. It was like nasya shock. Although brother is hurt at his attitude or the secret he guards but when something happens to him it is his heart that hurts the most" replied the wardah at length and memelu nasya tightly. Wardah was crying in front of Nasha. Azzam who saw his sister assented. Leave the wardah like that first he was in a rage. Nasya.
This time a stroke of affection appeared on her brother's face. Something was strange about her brother. His gaze on the wardah was not the gaze of a friend but vice versa. But it will be asked at a later date. Right now he is focusing on wardah brother.
1 hour.
2 hour.
3 hours.
4 hours.
Azzam rode his bike like a rag. He focused on getting to the hospital. It looks as if nasya is asleep and wardah is still awake with his glare. Swollen eyes and a red nose witnessed that the pain in his heart was true. Azzam started to open his voice.
" He must be fine" said Azzam.
" He should be fine big brother because soon he will be a father," replied the wardah making azzam shocked, happy, sad, nano-nano. It felt mixed to 1 when I heard the good news. Very lucky for that bus.
" Of course he will recover wardah .. believe me everything will be fine," Azzam replied floating indistinctly. She was unstable after hearing of a pregnant wardah.
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Jealous??? Of course ... That's what azzAm feels.