Miss, Make Me Your Driver!!

Miss, Make Me Your Driver!!
Chapter 72 Deep Trauma



Ervin turned the steering wheel to avoid the vehicle in front of him. He managed to dodge, but unfortunately the vehicle hit a roadblock. The hood of the car opened, Ervin breathing down the hunt and turning to Clara beside him.


"Darling! Wake up! You're okay, aren't you?" Ask Ervin.


Clara opened her closed eyes, her hands holding on to the hand grip in the car cabin. He could not watch the incident directly.


"Are you okay?" Ervin panicked to see the silent Clara pecking.


"Fire .. The bonnet emits sparks," pointed out Clara.


"Get out Clara!" Pekik Ervin's.


Ervin kicked the door beside him, the door was difficult to open because he had nudged the vehicle earlier. The man managed to open the seat belt and get out of the car. He spun through the back of the vehicle and banged on Clara's glass door.


"Hurry open!" Ervin could not wait to see his lover who was still dumbfounded.


An accident that made him lose his beloved mother appeared in his head. His memory of crying over the grave of the mother who had just been buried repeated again at that time. The memories appeared suddenly at this moment.


"CLLARA!" Shouted Ervin trying to open the door.


"There was an accident!" Screaming some people in the street.


Ervin got back in the car, his body shuffled open the seat belt of his lover. He slapped Clara to wake up.


"WAKE UP! WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!" Scream the man.


He pulled the body of Clara who was still sculpting even though it had been slapped. The fire grew and spread. Ervin was trying to get his lover out, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He held Clara and tried to run as far as possible.


Strugglingly, he could get away from the car


Before long, the car exploded and slammed itself into the side of the road.


"No ... Mommy!" Clara shrieked as she looked towards the exploding car.


The woman was about to run, but Ervin immediately grabbed her body and hugged tightly.


"Quiet Ra! I'm right here!" Whisper the man in the ear of his beloved.


Clara was suddenly unconscious. His body went limp for a moment and his eyes immediately closed.


"Let's help them!" Some people swarmed the lovers.


"Clarah! Wake up," The man patted his lover's cheek repeatedly.


"The ambulance has arrived! Hurry up and lift him up!" Called one of the people who helped them.


News seekers began covering the accident. Many people who are streaming live to spread information just now, besides that they also want to boost the popularity of social media accounts.


"Hurry up, there's the owner of the vehicle!" Excite one of them.


They ran over and clustered to record Ervin and Clara in the ambulance. Officers confronted them and closed the back door.


"Not to help but was engrossed in recording the victim himself," the grunts of medics who left them and joined his comrades in front.


The ambulance went out into the street. The sound of the siren makes the other vehicle get out of the way and lets the ambulance through.


"Clara," said Ervin, holding his girlfriend's hand.


Respiratory device attached to Clara's nose.


At the same time, in a luxurious house where there was Jasmine who was lying down because of boredom in her room. He threw himself out earlier. The woman was lazy everywhere. Fatma and her sister had persuaded but in vain.


He decided to open social media and browse the videos on the red app.


"Ah, cooking video. Males," he said as he turned the screen down.


"Video quiz, males ah," he lamented.


Suddenly, there was a video that caught his attention. There was a car accident recorded or precisely deliberately recorded directly from the scene. As the video recorder ran towards the ambulance, Jasmine's mouth gaped wide.


"No, it's Vino," the screech half ran out of the room.


"Mommy I'm going yes!" Jasmine rushed out of the house and looked for the whereabouts of the driver pack. He in pajamas told the driver to go to the road in the video.


"Lho, where are you going? Why are you wearing that shirt?" The driver asked before entering the driving area.


"Just walk, sir!" Tell Jasmine to be impatient.


"Hey you! Where are you going these nights? Not yet dinner was about to go," snorted Fatma who caught up with her son.


"Vino mama's accident," he said worriedly.


"This is proof!" Mimi showed me the video.


Fatma screeched to call her husband, telling the driver to wait for a moment.


Fatma scatters into the house and picks up the bag that was accidentally hung on the wall of the room.


"Mas Evans, Ervin accident mas. Let's catch up with her, "take Fatma who saw her husband just come out of the room.


Evans had not focused on hearing, his hand being pulled by his wife.


"Bi, take the youngest!" The screech.


Fatma and Evans got out of the house and got in the car.


"Road sir!" Fatma's voice in her husband's ear.


"Beb .. This is my ear, not a microphone!" Evans patted his wife's cheek slowly.


"I'm sorry I'm too worried" Fatma tried to calm down.


"Mommy and Daddy just interrupt," Mimi grumbled.


The car is on the street. Fatma forgot something. Suddenly he screamed.


"Jeez, Elisha," he realized.


He quickly reached into the bag to pick up the phone and contacted Elisa.


"Who's mommy calling?" Mimi looked back.


"Your aunt!" Legally.


"I called earlier when Daddy and Mommy were running" Mimi explained.


Fatma immediately disconnected the call.


"I think they don't know yet" Fatma stroked the chest.


They arrived at the road designated by Jasmine.


"Duh, then sir. Vino had already gotten into the ambulance," Jasmine thought for a moment.


"Find the nearest hospital from here sir!" Declared.


"Don't get confused, dear driver! Kasian said Ramli was wailing, could not focus on the front streets," Evans contacted Malik after saying to his son.


After getting information, he told the driver to go to Pramudita Hospital in the youth road.


Fifteen minutes later they were in the hospital parking lot.


Jasmine rushed out without waiting for her parents. He saw Malik walking in front of the payment counter.


"Np ... Where's vino?" Jasmine began to tear up.


"Jasmine, have you arrived?" Malik stretched out his hand so that the woman could kiss his hand as if she were meeting her own family.


"Sorry om, I have to see Ervin," Mimi was in a hurry.


"Orchid Room number 157 ..." Malik had not yet continued his words, Mimi immediately shot like an arrow to go to the room.


"Vino," he muttered as he ran down the aisle of the hospital.


Many people looked at him with meaningful eyes.


"Mas Malik" Call Fatma.


"Wait a minute! Later we both go inside," Malik takes care of the administration.


Jasmine noticed that there was Elisha sitting on the waiting chair that was in front of the treatment room.


"Tante, I'm going in and I want to see Vino's condition," Jasmine barges into the room.


His steps came to a halt, his eyes widened in disbelief at the scene. His hands clenched tightly, emotions began to fill his chest.


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