Love Motorcycle Gang Leader

Chapters 2. Awakened

Shella immediately moved her mother to bed with great difficulty. Fortunately her mother's body was not too heavy for Shella. He immediately took eucalyptus oil and applied it to his mother's chest. Then close to his mother's nose so that her mother smells the eucalyptus oil.

A few minutes had passed and finally his mother began to come to her senses from her stupor. Shella smiled and breathed heavily because her chest felt tight. Now she could breathe a sigh of relief seeing her mother begin to open her eyes.

"Mom, how does mom feel, is it better?" shella asked while looking at her mother sadly.

"Mom, just surprised. What about your father?" Her mother asked back.

"Shella hasn't finished telling me. The hospital's father helped the hit-and-run victim. Shella was there too, but I asked Shella to come home so I wouldn't worry. The money we sell today, all for the down payment on the care of the people we help. Now, we don't have a penny," Shella replied with a heavy sigh. Shella was afraid that her mother would be shocked again.

"Money problem, I don't care. The most important thing is that you two are okay. For capital tomorrow, mother will take from mother's savings. How's that guy doing?" ask mother.

"good. Fortunately, we are not too late. Shella was very scared at that time. Shella imagined, surely Brother Ferdi was also in such a state when the accident occurred. Shella was almost desperate. But now, Shella is relieved, can help the person, until his life can still be helped," Shella replied with teary eyes.

"Thank God. Tomorrow, we go shopping and send food to your father" Ms. Rasti said.

"Because I'm okay, I'm taking a break. Shella still has to pick up the bike that she left on the scene" said Shella.

"Only?" ask her mother to worry.

"Mother, it happened near our compound. I'll leave him on the bike at Didi's house" Shella replied. Didi is a friend of Shella whose home is not far from the incident.

The next day, Shella and Bu Rasti went to the hospital to visit Galang and at the same time send breakfast to Mr. Darman. Initially, Shella did not want her mother to go to the hospital, but her mother continued to force her along.

"Mom wants to see that guy. I want to feel good to see a victim of an accident still survive" his mother said before leaving.

"Mom sure you won't faint again?" shella asked worriedly.

"Mom sure, I will be fine" replied Ms. Rasti.

Rasti's motorcycle stopped right in front of the hospital. Shella immediately parked her motorbike and took her mother to the hospital room Galang. On the doorstep, Shella and her mother stopped when they saw her father asleep in a chair leaning on the patient's bed.

Shella and Miss Rasti looked at each other for a moment. Shella rushed to open the door slowly for fear that her father would wake up.

"Shella, do you know this guy?" ask mother. Bu Rasti looked closely at Galang's face which still looked handsome because his face was not injured.

"No, Ma."

"Oh. I'll wake your father up for breakfast. You replace your father for a moment" his mother said. "Sir, wake. Mom came to bring breakfast. Eat first. It's gonna be cold."

Mr. Darman opened his eyes slowly. He smiled when he saw his wife beside him.

"Mother's coming?"

"Yes. Breakfast first, let Shella replace you for a bit. Come on!" take Miss Rasti.

They came out of the treatment room for breakfast. Meanwhile, Shella replaced her father to take care of Galang. Shella was sad to see the condition of Galang who was still unconscious. Even though Galang was wearing a helmet, there was still a possible impact that made Galang unconscious.

Shella sat down while occasionally staring at Galang's face. It seems that Shella had seen Galang, but she had forgotten where. As Shella tried to remember, Galang suddenly started to wake up. Seeing Galang's hand twitching, Shella rushed out to tell her father and mother.

"Dad, Mother. He's conscious! screams Shella.

"Hurry up and call the doctor!" father's word.

Shella rushed to call the doctor and the doctor immediately checked the condition of Galang. Semu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief because the doctor said that Galang had passed his critical period. Everything is now safely under control. Only the most severe stab wounds. Fortunately it was not so deep that it did not hit his internal organs.

"Whose name are you? We didn't find any identity in your body. Tell your parents' phone numbers so we can call. They must be very worried when you don't come home all night" asked Mr. Darman.

"My name is Galang. Can you, no need to call my family?" asked Galang in a rather slow voice.

"can't. Your parents must be very worried right now. Especially seeing your condition like this," replied Darman.

"They won't worry about me. Life or death they won't care" Galang said seemed to harbor a deep inner wound.

"Where are parents who don't care about their children? Every parent loves and loves their children. Come on, give me your parents' phone number" Darman said.

"Dad, maybe he forgot his parents' cell phone number. Don't be forced again. Let him rest. He had just regained consciousness and was just released from death. We'd better just go home," said Shella.

"Yes, Sir. Let's go home first. I need to shower and rest too. Let Shella here take care of him. It's a pity to leave him alone in the hospital, without family" Ms Rasti said.

"alright. Shella, you don't have a class today. So you can take care of him. You don't have to help dad at the stall. Let me help you. You make sure, after she gets better, you ask for her family's phone number" her father said.

"Yes, Dad. Shella try, "Shella replied with a smile.

"Mom and Dad go first. If there is anything, call us quickly. Later at noon, your father will stop by to bring you your lunch," said Ms. Rasti.

Shella just nodded at her mother's words. Shella looked at the passing of her father and mother. Luckily, Shella has parents just like them. Even though their lives are all mediocre, but their families love each other.

Seeing Galang close his eyes again, Shella played the phone so as not to get sleepy. Suddenly the door opened and a man and a woman looked panicked when they saw Galang injured. They turned out to be Galang's parents.

They walked over to the standing Shella as they watched them enter.

"You saved my son?" ask Miss Mila.

"Right," Shella answered briefly.

"Thank you for your help. May Allah repay your kindness, son," said Madam Mila.

"Aamiinu. Because now the Father and Mother have come, I want to go," said Shella saying goodbye.

"Please."

Shella stepped out of the room. Just arrived at the exit, there was the sound of Madam scolding Galang.

"When you can be conscious. Every day makes us worry about you. Why can I have a child like you?" her mother said angry.

"Alright, Ma. Galang is still young, later he will also definitely know for himself which is good and which is bad," said Mr. Varo.

"Lo's not my dad, you don't need to be so considerate of me!" yelled, full of anger.

"Galun, have a polite conversation with your father. Or ...," said Ms. Mila stopped because it was hard to continue her words.

"Or what, Mami wants to slap Galang again like before? Please, anyway also Galang will not be able to dodge," said Galang ketus.

Shella couldn't stand to see all that. I want him to come back to break up their fight. Therapy, Shella is just an outsider who doesn't deserve to interfere in their family affairs.

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