
I was in one room with Fitri, both sleeping. However, Fitri turned her back on me. I called him many times, but neither did Fitri turn around much less answer my call."Is Fitri mad at me?" my thinking.
There, Fitri used all-white clothes. His sleep was so peaceful as if there was no me beside him who called him many times. Surprisingly, Fitri can't touch.
Adzan's voice echoed, I woke up. Wonder where am I now? Didn't I sleep with Fitri?
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Saturday night, I was relaxing on the porch with Lia. See son2 neighbor kids around playing with his cherries. Without burden, very happy to laugh together. Phone's coming in on my old gadget. Apparently dad.
"Assalamualaikum Father. What's up?" my many.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Fitri's calling you, isn't he, Ta? The handle couldn't be reached from the afternoon," explained the worried father.
"Nothing, Dad. Last message was Wednesday," obviously I'm worried. Where is this kid? Kok tumben never tell me or the house people if you want anything. "Fitri said something to Dad, didn't she?" ask again.
"Yes, this afternoon his permission to go to your city, want to watch a dangdut concert. I didn't get pregnant at first, but Fitri continued to make it" explained the sad father.
"I just didn't know there was a concert, Dad."
"Yes already. If Fitri calls you, tell me" Dad, yeah, Ta?"
"Yes Well. Ita will call if Fitri has any news. Assalamualaikum,"
I'm confused who I want to contact? I don't know any of Fitri's friends who went with him. At 21:00 my device rang again and it turned out Fitri who called, thank God.
"Assynolajet. Fitri, where have you been on the phone? Well, Dad kept going," I told him.
"Vaalaikumsalam. I've been to the kuala people's market in your town, brother. Come here, we'll watch it together" replied Fitri.
"Your salary is off from afternoon? Which artist would want to perform? How do I not know?"
"I intentionally died, brother. My dad kept calling me to leave. That's Kak, the rising artist, Ridho Melodi,"
"You're just making the parents worry. Next time, don't do it again. Oh ... No, I don't want to go anywhere anymore. Tok Bah is no longer home, pity grandma alone," I explained.
"Well, if that's what I'm going to do, right?"
"It's late, Fitri. You better take your friends home, it's a long way away, Fit,"
"It's okay, bentar doang. I miss you, brother,"
"Who are you," I asked.
"I'm with Satria. I've been on the way to your house" replied Fitri.
"Alright, you be careful on the road" I said resignedly. I waited a long time for Fitri to come. Until 2 hours later, Fitri did not appear. I'm starting to worry. Tried to call him many times, but not connect. My feelings are starting to get bad. Grandma who saw me pacing on the porch of the house, came to me.
"Who are you waiting for, Ta? How do you think you're so nervous? That's boiled noodles so that you don't eat?" ask Grandma wonder.
"Previous Fitri, Grandma. From 9 o'clock I said I wanted to come here, but not nyampe-nyampe. The handle is also no longer active, Grandma," explain the worry.
"Just wait a minute, maybe their motorcycle tires deflated, broke down or Fitri lowbat gadgets, right?" entertain grandma.
"Yes, don't sleep at night. Grandma come in first."
I'm nodding. Not long after, my device rang back. However, a number I don't recognize. I told myself to answer the phone after 2 incoming calls.
"Yes, hello?" my answer.
"Good night mba. Is this really the family of Fitri's sister?" ask someone who sounds heavy there.
"Yes right, sir. That's my sister, Fitri. What's up, sir?" many wonder.
"We're from the police. Your sister had an accident right in front of the lapas, the middle village highway. We expect the arrival of the mba to the hospital soon" explained the police officer.
It was as if my heartbeat had stopped when I heard the news. Without asking for tears by themselves. "How's my brother doing, sir?"
"Mba's sister and her friend are being treated by a doctor, we hope you will be here soon. Good night," explained the police officer.
"Okay sir, I'll be there soon,"
I nodded for a moment, thinking what I should do. I immediately contacted Tok Bah to drive me to the hospital. Turns out Tok Bah's handpone was left at home when going fishing. I woke Lia and Grandma and explained everything. Grandma was very surprised and immediately called the neighbors to catch up with Tok Bah to the usual place of tok Bah fishing. I can't wait too long, I want to know Fitri's situation right away. I went to the garage and pulled out my bike to leave, it turned out that Lia wanted to accompany me, afraid of something unwanted if I went alone. I say goodbye to Grandma too.
Lia and I pedaled our bikes as fast as possible, the distance between my house and the hospital was about 10 km. I don't give a shit about my feet, not even my gasping breath. I just want to get there right away.
"Wait for Brother, Fitri. Wait Brother," I cried.

Arriving at the hospital, Lia and I just left our bikes. I ran inside without knowing which room to go to.
Lia calmed me. Confused, restless and afraid to blend into one. The visitor's spy noticed I didn't care. I ran over here and asked the nurse. However, they were confused to see me cry like a child losing a toy.
A policeman came to me. "His family is Fitri's sister?" tanyakanya.
"Yes sir, yes. Where's my sister?" my tears.
"Let's come with me, ma'am," the policeman asked. A few footsteps followed the policeman, suddenly my vision was dark, I fell there. I heard Lia's screams and the police before everything went missing.
"Sister, wake up, brother?" someone patted my cheek.
"Fitr?" I then woke up and hugged her very tightly.
"I'm fine, brother," replied Fitri with a faint smile.
"You're not hurt? How cold are you, Fit?" many wonder.
"Yes, Brother. I'm chilly. It's chilly. It's cold in here, brother. Can you take me home? I want to rest, I'm tired, brother," replied Fitri Sayu.
"O Allah, are you sick, Fit? Let's go home, shall we? To Tok Bah's house first huh? It's night to go home to our village, "take me.
"I'm going home to see Mom, brother. That's Mom waiting to pick me up."
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