My Soul Started From a Dream

My Soul Started From a Dream
04



Shafiyyah came home from work so shocked when she saw her sister's elbow hurt. It was nothing but his worry spread all over his body, his face was so anxious.


"Dec, what's wrong? you fell?" shafi asked anxiously while examining Rian's body.


"Yes mba, hit by people but what's ko, it's a little mengedan." answered Rian


"Why did you get hit by the deck? Who hit it? how dare." continued Shafi annoyed


"Sama handsome guy mba, well, wahh kalo mba look definitely wkwk klepek." Rian Temptation


"Astaghfirullah, deck. Yes, already, there is ready to be ready to go to the mosque soon adzan maghrib." said Shafi directly to his room.


"Yes, my mother." replied Gabrian immediately ready.


Shafiyyah is not very close to men except her family. His abi works as a construction worker that makes Shafi work hard for his needs. Moreover, his sister who soon wants to enter High School requires a lot of costs. Shafiyyah is very devout in religion, always wearing clothes that cover the aurat. Lucky to get a job that allows you to dress syar'i.


Exactly at 20:15 , the collision once his Abi has not come home. Usually after the prayer isya has come home, is it possible overtime. Shafi's feelings are not good, as something happened with his Abi. Hp is ringing..


Cring...


"Assalamu'alaikum, who are you with?" shafi


"Wa'alaikumsalam, is this true with Imron's exit?" answer the caller


"Yes right, what's wrong, sir? Did something happen to my Abi?" Shafi was suddenly worried.


"Yes mba, now in RS C, because Mr. Imron fell from the 2nd floor" explained the caller


"Astaghfirullah, Innalilahi. Well I'll be right there." Shafi immediately drowned and collapsed hearing the news.


Shafiyyah immediately rushed and immediately invited her sister to RS C, her sister's cry also made Shafi afraid of losing like her mother.


On the way there arrived a taxi that was driven by Shafi and Gabrian suddenly broke down. Shafi was was and should be how, let alone the distance now to the RS so far. Suddenly there was a luxury car stopped and the driver came out.


"Gabrian!" rider


"Mas Eshaal" replied Gabrian


It turned out that it was Eshaal, accidentally saw a taxi strike and 2 people urung urung. Incidentally Eshaal just returned from his office because tomorrow is the launching of his latest product.


"Rian what a night this night is doing outside" asked Eshaal


"Rian wants to go to RS mas but the taxi broke down so we are confused about what to go up" replied Rian


"Yes, it's ayok mas delivery to rs" said Dhia


"But mas .." answered Rian


Shafiyyah was not very familiar with Eshaal and moreover her sister was so familiar with the man. Finally Shafi, Rian, and Eshaal headed towards the RS. Eshaal who wanted to ask what was really there but was puffed out because their faces were so worried.


After arriving at RS , Shafi immediately asked the receptionist.


"Excuse me mba, would you like to ask the room of Mr Imron who fell from the building where?" ask Shafi


"Ohh, just a moment, I'll see first" said the receptionist


Not a few minutes to get it.


"At this time the patient is in the IGD mab room, please continue straight later to turn left" explained the receptionist


"Thank you." Shafi headed straight for the IGD room in a hurry.


Eshaal and Gabrian followed and arriving at the IGD room, the doctor came out.


"Is this right with Mr Imron's family?" ask the doctor


"Yes doc, I'm his son. How's doc?" shafi


"Right now, Mr. Imron must have surgery on his head immediately. Because the impact is so strong, please immediately sign for the operation." doctor handed out the approval paper of the operation.


Shafi cradled the nimang, because he did not have the money for the operation. But what if Abi is not helped. Shafi signed the letter.


"Okay, please mba to clear up the operating costs."


Shafi just nodded and immediately sat limp on the chair provided outside the room. Dhia who saw Shafi also pity. Without aba aba ....


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