My son, not my son

Chapter 47. Accident

"Follow one leg and hold your ear!" tell the teacher back.

Nawal did what his teacher told him. He doesn't care if he's tired now. He didn't care if he missed a lesson. The most important thing for him now is his mother.

His mind is not in this school, not in this class. The body is here but the heart is not. He only heard the voices of his teacher and his friends who were busy discussing. But he was close to them. But only a faint voice he heard.

What happened to Mama Fiya now? What happened to Basagita's grandmother now? What happened to Papa Arion now? And what happened to ..... Daniel now, his real mama? Did he also feel what Nawal felt? There were so many questions in his mind right now.

Now I feel alone. No one accompanied. Nadim's departure out of town along with his family makes Nawal feel lonely. Usually Nadim always accompany him in any case.

Vice versa. Nawal once accompanied Nadim punished for forgetting to bring a contact book. He also told the teacher that he did not bring a contact book. Until he was punished. He hid his book in a bag.

There are many things they go through together. Laughter, hurt, or anger. Often they do secret missions both, of course with the help of bodyguards.

At this moment Nawal hoped in his heart, time quickly passed. He wanted to hug his mother. He wants to know how his mother is now. I still hope that my mother doesn't know anything.

Recalling this morning the two of them were delayed to continue watching the booming news. I wish my mom didn't know the news. Although he was aware, such news was very easily spread and very easy to reach the ears of the mother.

Given that Mama Fiya also works in an office that does not escape from gossiping mothers.

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"Nearly.... How is he now? Does he know this news? Whether he knew from his friends or from those mothers," Inner Fiya.

He drove his bike with a feeling of anxiety. To the extent that the simple honking sound he did not listen because the concentration was divided. Until finally ...

Thiiiins

Thiiiins

It was an unwanted thing. The motorbike that Fiya was riding on collided with a wood-carrying truck.

Brakkk

The fateful accident was inevitable by the driver of the wood truck driver.

So that the motorcycle Fiya bounced away about five meters and the body of Fiya lying weakly under the truck due to the impact of the hard earlier.

A group of vehicles immediately jammed completely. People gathered to see the situation around. Likewise with the truck driver, with a towel hanging on his neck he tried to sweat it out.

I don't know what you have in your heart and right, the truck driver. No one can guess. Especially hearing some people blaming him.

Plus when he saw the body of the woman he hit had drooped weakly helplessly on the truck he was driving, making his expression even more illegible.

Minutes later, the sirens of police cars slowly headed towards the scene. And not long followed by the sound of sirens of ambulance cars.

It looks like there are citizens who immediately act to report the incident to the authorities and emergency response.