
CHAPTER 23
The night continued to slide with its own tension. Her mother Agnes did not want to go home if Pandu had not come. Her mother Agnes was still diligently waiting for her son who had fallen asleep at the Pandu bed.
As soon as Dhamayanti came while packing Pandu, Aunt Mirah began to growl tense., “Ada aty anti..? Oh, what happened to your sister.?”
The sound made Agnes wake up. His eyes were literate, and he was surprised to see Pandu who was dragged – fibers by Dhamayanti approaching the bed.
“Panduu... Panduuu..?! Why him, Yanti ? Why.?” Taste – it feels Agnes wants to immediately help lift the body Pandu, unfortunately he is just a head that can not do what – what except look and glance.
Scout on the side of Agnes' head. He is still like a hypnotized person. Looking empty, mouth open. The body is all limp, but the breath is still there.
“Panduu…! Panduu...!” agnes who began to cry saw the state of Pandu.
Dhamayanti gasped – puffed when Aunt Mirah said in an anxious tone, “How could this initially happen, Yanti.?”
Pandu's father immediately entered the camp.
“Go...?!” The old man was indeed anxious, but could still hold his anxiety. He did not show his anxiety so that others did not panic.
“How long has it been in this way.” Ask his father Pandu to Dhamayanti.
But, Dhamayanti could not answer. Maybe the tension and fatigue brought Pandu from outside the house to it makes it take time to regulate his breathing.
“Who did it.?” ask her father Pandu again.
“Bob...!” dhamayanti replied, then she coughed – coughing.
“Tuh, Aunt Tell me what…? Liver – heart. He is dangerous.!” Said Aunt Mirah, Mama Agnes.
Meanwhile, Agnes' cries sounded increasingly moaning – groaned beside Pandu. Actually, when Pandu heard everything they said, he also heard the cries of Agnes. But he could not move his whole body. Even swallowing can't.
“He's like he's hit by a bloody road.! He is only paralyzed for a moment, but will soon recover.” His father said Pandu tried to calm the atmosphere.
“Usakan now also he's back to normal dad…! Try it...!” whining Agnes like a child.
“Whisper you, Ahh..!” Dhamayanti Bentak.
“Of course my father is a master swordsman of blood…? Such a state can not heal instantly, have its own time, Bego.” Dhamayanti said back.
Dhamayanti no matter her Mama Agnes, she grumbles grumbling – murmurs. Her mother Agnes was not offended, because she knew the character of Dhamayanti was so.
“Already, now we all have to calm down. Let the wayward man rest so that his blood circulation returns to normal..! No one bothers.!” His father Pandu said
That night was a night of inner wailing for Agnes. He felt very sad, because in such circumstances he could not help Pandu. At least he was the one who took off his shoes, or gave a blanket to his lover.
But, because Agnes did not have a single hand, then she could only ask her Mama to take off her Scout shoes. Her mother Agnes did that with great understanding.
“Mama rest only, Ma. Tomorrow I will enter the office.” Agnes.
Finally, Aunt Mirah also said goodbye to Mr. Salim. He returned to his home after being convinced that Agnes would never cry again.