
Jonathan immediately went out and closed the door of the house loudly. He drove his motor sport at a very high speed. Jonathan was disappointed with his parents. From then until now, his mother and father never agreed that his son would become a racing athlete.
Jonathan thinks that his friend's parents are always supportive of their child's wishes. He was very eager to have such parents. However, we cannot choose who our parents are and want to be in which family we are born. Suddenly, there was a large truck driving from the opposite direction,
tinnnnn...... The truck honked Jonathan to turn to the left, but had not been able to bend, the front of the truck had hit the body of the motor hard and made Jonathan who was driving it bounce a few meters. The road was deserted, no other driver was passing by. The truck driver got down, and checked on Jonathan, who was covered in blood. However, he immediately left the scene in fear.
Ysabelle, along with the taxi driver, crossed the same road at the time. He saw the crowd in that place. Residents began to throng TKP without calling an ambulance.
" What's wrong sir?" ask Ysabelle to the taxi driver.
" It looks like there was a non accident" replied the taxi driver.
" Wait a minute sir, I'll go downstairs and check it out."
Ysabelle got out of the taxi and approached the crowd.
" Excuse me sir, what is it?" ask Ysabelle to one of the residents.
" There's another hit by mba."
" Have you called the ambulance or the police?" ask Ysabelle again.
" hasn't. It looks like he's dead."
He ventured to approach the victim who was none other than Jonathan. Ysabelle had forgotten that she had met Jonathan, only that at this moment Jonathan's face was covered in blood. Belle was racking Jonathan's pulse and it was still throbbing.
" He's still alive! Can anyone help me call an ambulance?" Ysabelle.
" ye! Oye! Wake up!" Ysabelle tried to resuscitate the man.
The whole community just watched it without anyone to answer Ysabelle. Belle saw that if not immediately taken to the hospital, the victim could lose his life immediately, and also if he contacted the ambulance, it would take a long time to arrive at the scene.
" Father, please help me get this man into a taxi" Ysabelle told the crowd.
They're helping Ysabelle. Belle, who was wearing a handkerchief in her arm, opened and pressed the wound on Jonathan's head.
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" Miss, are you a patient's family?" ask the doctor.
" Yes doc, I'm his family." replied Ysabelle bravely.
" Let's come with me inside."
The doctor explained that the patient had a serious fracture in his shoulder and leg due to the impact that made his body bounce very hard. Ysabelle begged the doctor to immediately give the best action for the patient.
" Miss please fill out the patient data first." ask the nurse on Ysabelle.
Belle, who does not know what, fills the patient data with the identity of her friend Haris. He no longer knows the biodata of someone other than Haris.
" Thank you, miss." said the Sister.
" The same." replied Belle.
" Miss is the patient ready?"
" Sa. I'm his friend." replied Belle.
" Okay, excuse me, miss."
Belle also accompanied Haris (KW) who had been moved to the nursery. Taking care of the crash victim, Belle forgets that she already has an appointment to meet with investors.
" Abhimanyu sir! OMG to forget my purpose to Indonesia" said Belle who remembered his main goal.
Belle immediately contacted Haris to inform Abhimanyu's secretary and inform him that she could not come to see him.
" What is Belle until you can't meet Mr. Abhimanyu suddenly gini?" ask Haris who is in Paris.
" I'm not feeling well, Ris, I'll explain." replied Belle disconnecting her phone
On the other hand, Abhimanyu's secretary told his master about Ysabelle.
" It is very rude to cancel a business meeting unilaterally. Just cancel the cooperation and investment into Y Hotel. Who dares to lie to me" Abhimanyu said with emotion.
TO BE CONTINUE
How's the story so far?
Author please don't be stingy like yach. Hope you guys like this. Thank you for reading
See you at the next chapter. 🥰