Overlove

22GRADUATION

The time has shown at 9 am, the father has not yet returned from school to take the results of graduation. My mom and I sat on the couch watching TV.

Fun watching cartoons that are usually aired during the holidays, mamak nagging because of the large volume of TV sound, truss sound HP brother who is playing games also sounds big. So do not focus on the voice of the father who was there.

" little voice mamak not horrified what your father said "

" why so long ? " say, I talked to my dad. Seen clearly from the look on your face, you really think about the results of the test sister. Since earlier mamak said this, ngomel ga clear, doo'a hopefully brother graduated.

While the one in the prayer will not look worried, tense and so on, on the contrary, brother looks relaxed and calm playing games.

Suddenly standing up, brother asked permission to mamak

" mak adam let's go out for a moment "

" where are you going? " mumak many suspect, Because today is graduation day, most likely 3rd grade High School children celebrate their graduation day with a conniving, doodled clothes. Though I think it's better for his clothes to be donated than in doodles.

" sister wants to join the company? " scoff me.

" ck.. no mak, adam want to top up the game here, badar kok mak "quick clarification.

" i joined "apply happily as sister's supervisor. Spoiled smiles to mamak finally gave permission.

Permitted out it turns out that mamak also nitip in the kitchen needs such as cooking oil, sugar and so on.

" why are you coming? "

" if you don't come, you're definitely not ngizininin brother out"

" agh...your wits, definitely ask in buyin yupi right?? sister again no money on deck!!"

" hmmmm.nih my money" said I took out some money in my pants pocket..., maybe because of my habit when invited to go to the supermarket I always ask to buy yupi baby bears as my salary. It's only right that my sister goes to the supermarket never hides me again.

My sister and I then went to a supermarket a little far away from home. After shopping for mama's needs, brother and I must be 😁, we went straight home. In the middle of the road we saw some High School children driving in pairs with colorful streak uniforms, a lot of pen writing, colorful hair like a rainbow.

They were passing us. Seeing there are girls who also join in the conspiracy while shouting I feel how can ya...??😕

" what is that ? 😑, the skirt is short again" I commented when I saw the girl who joined the company with a short skirt passing us.

" hust can't do that"

" rather than in the doodles of his clothes is better off in the block "my comments again but this time my brother just quietly listened not to comment. Traffic lights look orange, I tell brother to slowly do not overtake the traffic lights.

Out of nowhere came a couple of girls in high school uniforms full of scribbles, speeding quickly from behind past us chasing orange lights, but unfortunately not for long the traffic lights turned red.

They braked suddenly it was clear in my ear the sound of friction between the motorcycle tire with asphalt. Unable to balance themselves, the motorbikes bent to the left to the right which eventually fell making them dragged far beyond the traffic lights.

Seeing him I was really shocked, Hurry big brother approached them.

There are not many motorcycles that cross the road quietly in the middle to help and not many of them - those who pass just like that when they see it happen.

Brother pulled over on the side of the road, man,

" wait here "sister message.

I just nodded still surprised my head has not fully run normally. My brother was far away from me approaching the scene.

Wanting to know, I put my stuff down and caught up with big brother. Looking at him, my feet were trembling when all I saw was his helmet that had been dented broke. I saw his blood flow curdling up. I infiltrated forward to see more clearly.

" come on. please. please. "sound boisterously telling each other to help him but not many of them just quietly do nothing just silently watch.

I dare not blame me who saw him was also afraid, it seemed like his head was broken because a lot of blood was coming out of his head.

And the other one looked still conscious, he was crying looking at his friend, but he also looked pale, blood was coming out of his left head.

I looked around for my sister, it turned out that she was next to the unconscious woman, she lifted her up and her bloody head rested on her shoulder.

Afraid that I would slowly retreat backwards, I vaguely heard some people cursing and grieving.

Hearing him I immediately turned to the source of the voice, a fat mother wearing luxurious clothes

" this is this, who told me to call "

" yes..ckk.he is speeding from there, subhanallah.." in the other row as well.

Before long there was a pick-up car passing by, the gentlemen over there tried to stop it. Thank goodness the father wanted to stop, after stopping his pick up even no one dared to lift, finally the car owner came down and helped his brother lift them.

Brother came upstairs, I looked at my brother and asked in sign language what about me?

I'll walk over brother asking for help to stop for a while

" wait a minute, sir "

" kei.." I hurriedly walked up to the brother who called me, gave me the key to the bike brother told me to follow him slowly from behind.

I also immediately agreed to it even though I myself was still shocked and afraid to bring a motorcycle.

From behind I slowly followed the pick-up car, until in front of the health center some nurses came out and helped move the unconscious woman leaning on the shoulder of her sister. In the lift, in the move to the push bed, Brother came down.

His one friend was still crying, not wanting to come down

" there is no point you cry "said brother with a flat tone, not only me, the father of the owner of the pick up is also shocked to hear the words coming out of the mouth of the brother.

" ka.ka.k" call me slowly pinching her back.

The woman who was crying was immediately silent, visible from the look of her face was disappointed .

" let's go down, his father is also busy" said my brother again like heartless. But it was true that the woman then immediately stood up, her legs were trembling, she stepped slowly, was about to go down she was even yawning, hurriedly sister helped her and looked at her.

In such circumstances I even smiled to myself to see the brother who was heartless of his words but his behavior was the opposite, I felt like watching a drama.

" Yes father back first yes, there are still items that want to be delivered afraid of his boss angry" said the father

" no, sir, thank you "for my reply, then ran after my sister into the puskesmas. From behind I slowly followed the older brother who was picking up the woman. Until the ER room, a nurse approached us. We're waiting outside.

" my sister tried to call me mamak "say me, I'm afraid you're worried because until now we haven't come home.

Putting out my sister's phone saw several incoming calls from my father and mother. Seeing her brother behind the phone to mamak and father, I heard from her voice mamak was shocked by the two of us who had an accident after being explained finally mamak stopped nagging. Wanted to catch up with us but sister refused .

" wait here "said brother, then enter the song room. A few minutes later, my sister came out.

" what's sis? " many

" sister called his parents"

" have? "

" yes, wait for his parents to come and keep us going home "tell brother.

Back to looking at the phone to see the 'hour, their parents have not come.

" hoammmmm, old yes brother." I said while yawning.

" wait a moment" long life, from the entrance we saw some fathers, mothers, and other adults come in a hurry to ask directly in front of the counter.

" sister seems to be his parents "

brother then approached them I still stayed in my seat. Seeing your brother talk to them from the way he talks and when greeting your brother seems to be right it's his parents.

" let's go home "give brother. I stood up and walked side by side with my sister

" that's his parents, brother? "

" yes "

Walking home not yet out of the room, we heard the sound of hysterical crying, the sound of mothers crying, I looked back, my mind was everywhere my feelings began to feel bad. I pulled my sister to shut up for a moment.

Looking in the ER some people went outside and talked, listening, I heard

" pity just graduated" one of the nurses who just came out of the room.

" though the day of graduation "sung the colleague who was beside him

" why inside? " ask one of the other nurses in charge of administration

" died "

" the high school boy who came in? "

" yes. " replied his partner.

" yokkk came home "sister took my hand, but I wasn't done listening.

I followed my sister walking home

" sister...... "

" mmm... "

" he died "

" how else" replied brother, as if brother knew it would happen this way.

Remembering that big sister propping up one of the unconscious girls, I hurriedly saw big sister's clothes,,

" A lot of blood on my sister's shirt "show me on my shoulder. Seeing the blood on my shirt I was horrified

" iii.... "

" later sister wash"

when I discussed the blood of my brother's hand was trembling. Want to ask her if she's okay? but looking at the serious face of my sister, I thought it might be better for me to shut up, for sure big brother was also in shock.

📝*Indeed that death always comes un-fetched, But what's wrong if we keep avoiding the things that lead us to death.COMPLIANCE WITH SAFETY RULES,, It is forbidden solely for the good, not for the restrain. And don't forget to use the HELMET when driving. One more.., express your joy with gratitude and do good things do not harm you or others.

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