Milky

Part. 88

"What's? My son's at the police station? Hit people? No way! You must be the wrong person," choked a middle-aged man in a large mansion. He seemed frustrated to hear the news of his son hitting someone.

"good. I'll come to the office to make sure it's my son or not" he said, hanging up and slamming his phone into bed.

He restores hair frustrated, upset mixed with disappointment because the child who should make proud parents now actually do things that are not worth doing.

He snatched the car key and his device, without telling the wife the grizzled man kept coming out and going with his car. He repeatedly cursed and threatened in his heart if he was really his son.

The car he was driving was traveling at high speed on the road. Without thinking about anything else for now because all his thoughts were crammed by one child who was currently inside the prodeo hotel.

The tire squeaked as the man's legs in the oblong shirt stepped on the brake pedal deeply. Not wanting to delay time, he rushed out of the car and into the police station the caller referred.

How surprised he was, seeing a young man sitting opposite two policemen questioning him. He breathed heavily, his shoulders sagging far away. Bullied weakly.

As he approached the table, he sat quietly. Glanced for a moment at his son who was bowing deeply.

"Good day, sir!" greet the police who questioned the young man.

"Huh .. yeah, good day, sir!" his mouth suppresses a burning sense of disappointment.

"Is this right, your son?" He could only nod without saying a word.

"Your child is under the influence of alcohol, we have checked it. He hit a motorcycle and the victim was a young man." The man's eyes couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Drunken up? She drunk? Really disappointed him. How humiliating!

"Good, Sir. Thank you, I will take full responsibility for the entire medical expenses of the victim until he recovers" he said confidently. How else would you like? All this was due to his drunken son.

"good. Thank you for the cooperation," said the police officer as he stood up and shook hands with him.

The cop brought the young man into the cell, while his father would go to the hospital to see the victim. He glanced at the son who seemed resigned to stand behind bars staring at him.

Disappointment in the heart clearly emanated in the look of his old eyes. Once again he sighed before turning away and leaving him alone inside the bui.

While in the hospital, at the same time, Razka hurriedly asked the whereabouts of Bima to the nurse. He glanced at a group of young people sitting in a row in the hospital courtyard. The god approached them, he who knew under the young children was the Bima motorcycle gang.

"Sir!" The ten young men moved, they stood up when they saw the Deity approaching. I greeted the old man politely. The god smiled proudly.

In the distance, the people who were coming with him were just staring confusedly at them.

"Bima, Sir. She ...." The god patted the young man on the shoulder as he bowed unable to continue his sentence.

"Thank you, you already nolongin cave boy. You guys baek Bima, Bima doain so that nothing, yes," said the god who got the nod of the heads of all the children.

On the way, they cross paths with Roy and his two friends. The three young people will return to continue their journey because they are doing social activities.

"Sir!" Roy walked quickly towards the God as his eyes caught the old figure. Followed by two friends, the three of them greeted the three old men.

"Thank you, you have already nolongin Bima. How is Bima?" the word of God again confused everyone who was with him.

"Alhamdulillah, Bima has been treated by a doctor, sir. He was moved into the room and was resting. The lady's keeping him there. Forgive us for not being able to accompany because there are activities that we have to do," said Roy with a face full of regret for having to leave before Bima was aware.

"About anything, thank you once again for nolongin Bima. You guys be careful on the road. Remember that! Your parents are waiting at home" advised the god who got the nod of the heads of the three men.

They returned to greet three parents before continuing to meet their colleagues waiting in the hospital yard.

"Bang, who are they? How, are you really familiar with them?" tina asked curiously.

"Yes, Sir. It looks like they are a motorcycle gang, just look at the picture in his uniform," said Nasya who also wanted to know about the young people who came to God.

Razka and Ayra were silent even though their hearts wanted to be like those two. Their steps continued, hearing Roy's testimony their hearts were a little relieved.

"They were bima motorcycle gangs. That kid used to love racing. Wild racing is the same as them, but now you have never raced again and choose the work of being a Young Master driver," replied Dewa explained.

Nyes! Something broke his heart. Razka really does not know about the young man, while God knows everything even to Bima's gang friends.

Tina and Nasya rounded their lips, remembering the time they hit Ibrahim earlier.

"Just cut off Bima's sister this morning like a possessed person, like flying until my stomach feels nauseous," said Nasya scowling annoyed.

Tina simply commented a smile, God does the same. Not with Razka. The regret of not knowing anything about the young man undermined his heart. He walked down, the floor he was on understood better how he felt.

In the room, Aulia sat with the head she placed on Bima's bed. Her eyes that were no longer watery stared at the son's face without blinking. He rubbed Bima's legs unharmed, but there were some scratches here and there.

Luckily, he did not have any head injuries because he was protected by the helmet he was wearing. His heart was still crying, unceasingly apologizing to him who was still lying with his eyes closed.

Aulia really regretted her attitude, if she was not selfish maybe the fateful incident would never exist again. However, the rice has become porridge, regretting it will not return Bima before the accident occurred.

He slightly moved when the creaking sound of the door of the room rubbed his mouth. Razka hurriedly stepped up, seeing her husband, Aulia rushed over. He hugged Razka, crying again, shedding all his feelings.

"Sister, I'm sorry. Please forgive me, all this happened because I was selfish. I'm sorry," said Aulia, sobbing her sedan in the man's arms.

Seeing the young man lying on the sickly bed, Dewa and Tina ran over. The old woman's tears fell again to see the condition of her helpless child. The god hugged him, in front of them Ayra and Nasya hugged each other.