Nayra's Defense

29. For what?

My body hurts, the wounds are on the legs and hands are very sore especially my shoulders feel extraordinary linu, the food that I bought was splashed in the street.try to lift the motor to stand, with great difficulty.

Fortunately there were some people around, flocking to help me. Help me stand up and give me water to drink.

" Thank you for the drink?" I said to the mothers who gave me water.

" Same as neng ? heart - heart neng if through here because on this road often there is an accident." mother explained.

" Is there a wound? do we need to get to the hospital?" said some people panicked.

" Thank you, sir, don't just need this light wound insyaallah later until the house is also healed." I chimed in.

" This motorbike is not why neng can still be used" said the fathers who had earlier checked my motorbike.

" Thank you sir for the help, maybe if there is no help from my parents do not know what to do?" I said as I looked at one by one the people in front of me.

" yes the same as neng" said several residents simultaneously.

" Let's all" I said farewell.

****

I put my body on the couch, I closed my eyes for a moment. My shoulder that still hurts I knead slowly.

" Sir Nayra why is this? so if you ride a motorcycle do not have to speed it finally this is right ?" Nayma treated my wounds cleaning my wounds with alcohol liquid, cleaning them carefully.

" Nayma you're home? not you ?" I patted my cheek this is real, Mayma you come back to life?" I said with a big smile on my lips.

" She's saying what the hell, yeah I'm Nayma mbak, remember mbak don't be like this anymore . Who made it this way ?Don't want to be made like this ? Keep the spirit yes mbak pursue whatever you want do not let the heart mbak waver in the least. Do not let people out there do as they please let alone hinder the desire mbak.continue to fight mbak for justice. "

I just nodded with a circle of tears coming out, staring in Nayma's face.

Nayma deftly treated my wound which was on the leg putting my foot into her thigh.

" Can Nayma hug you?"my many.

" Could you answer "Nayma by lowering my legs slowly and then hugging me tightly.

" Sir, must be vigilant and careful because in front there are still more difficult obstacles.Mbak do not be afraid to face all with a cool head do not let emotions control mbak,I will always be there in the heart of mbak.Enforce the truth and justice in this world mbak show if mbak women great women are unyielding and invincible." Whisper Nayma in my ear.

I hugged Nayma's body tightly until my tears poured down without command.

" Ashloraikum"

" Nayma?" I shouted while looking at the rest of the room.

" This is my mother Nayra Salma, what dream ? Until stingy as soon as his breath.this drink first mbak" Mother Salma gave a drink of water on the table.

" Thank you Mom, was there a Nayma here? I said pat the couch next to me."

" Nayma ? who is patient mbak Nayra ,Nayma has been away for a long time , now I can just pray Saja so that Nayma is calm at his side" said Nayma's mother while patting my shoulder.

It turned out to be just a dream, It's really hard to believe how not that when I patted my cheek I felt pain. And even that hug still feels the same when Nayma hugs me at the dinner table.

" Hufz ya Bu Salma ,Mm what is needed Mom Tumben here?" I asked with a thin smile on my lips.

" Ow ya Bu insyaAllah later tonight I come, please sit first Ma'am?"

" Thank you, my Salma immediately still, to the other neighbor's house, do not forget Salma later that night finished the show. Sister Nayra this morning someone came to the house mbak?, the person was wailing."

" Who is Miss Salma, do you know who she is and what her characteristics are?"I said surprised

" I think it's a new person deh mbak, not a friend mbak who used to go home, I also never seen before.the person is tall, wearing a jacket and sunglasses. Where am I going to find out who ? has the guy gone to work ? uh even immediately nyelonong go away just like mbak"Clearly Salma's mother.

" Ow, maybe a stray man times Miss Salma"

" yes maybe mbak , yes I used to say assalamallaikum "

" The Waalaikumsallam "

From the statement of Ms Salma can be ascertained that the person remembers me very much, he was told to find out my home address. who is he really ?

" Why didn't you ask Ms. Salma who's young what's old?"

" Nayma I miss you so much?meaning from earlier I hugged this sofa pillow hough-had not to let my sanity was disturbed already think kangen Nayma again plus think who people in black jacket?"

Evening came I prepared to go to Miss Salma's house ,attending the first child's thanksgiving event his name is Dinda he works in one of the famous companies.After working long enough in the company that was only an ordinary employee now Dinda was appointed to the personal staff of her boss.Aku and Dinda are friends enough long time ago, it was just that we were separated because our work was different even so we still often communicate with each other.

Our house is only 10 houses away, I decided to walk with other mothers.

Clinging with a ride on the rame-rame this is a very special thing in my opinion, joking and greeting each other.

" Assalamualaikum" we said in unison to the new ones.

" Waalaikumsallam let's come in?" salma's mother welcomed us kindly.we also sat on the mat that has been provided join the guests who have come.

" Nayra here with me?" Dinda pulled me and took me somewhere.

" Where are you going?" I said following Dinda's steps through the guests who came, our bodies slightly bowed a sign of respect for everyone we passed.

" This is good, outside the invitation of the mothers hehe?" Dinda closed the door and asked me to sit in her bed.

" Oh hehe, uh congratulations on your promotion I'm proud to be your friend?" I said congratulate and give a gift to Dinda.

" Yes the same, this is what ? bothered once you have come gini I was already seneng ?" Said Dinda while turning over the gift I brought.

" That's not how good, that's definitely not a hehe bomb?" kataku chuckles.

"Haha do you know what I thought was suspicious ?"

Drrt...Drrt..

" Yes sir, what's wrong?are you ready, sir, I'll look for it first?"

" Who?" I said in a slow tone .

" This is my boss ?" Dinda directs her phone at me and looks Om jaya in a suit, but my eyes focus on the jacket and glasses hanging near om jaya.

For what sake ? Om jaya did all this .