Ozzy, The General 423
Chapter 18
I don't know who reported the incident but it turns out the railroad company intervened in the search for Andri.
Not only the train company, Ozzy, Dewa and their friends took part in Andri's search at the time, half an hour after Andri was thrown from the top of the carriage into the shallow ravine between the Bogor and Cilebut stations.
It has been an hour of the search process, but Andri has not been able to find it. Some have run out of hope to find Andri alive but not with Ozzy who continues to be convinced that Andri is still alive but must be enduring the pain caused by a knife stab to his body.
“Ambulance is there, right?“ ask Ozzy.
“Ambulance already standby from earlier Zy,” replied the God who was right behind Ozzy who entered very focused looking for Andri.
“There's a doctor, right!? Make help Andri can be safe!?“
“Gue is not sure if there is a doctor but if other medical personnel must exist,” replied Dewa.
“Where the hell!! If Andri meets but there is no doctor where he can be handled properly” Ozzy chuckles and God can only be silent to see the reaction of Ozzy as fast as possible.
They continued their search in the valley until a voice shouted, “Ketemu, have met!!“
Ozzy and the Gods and their other friends immediately ran towards the origin of the sound and they saw the screaming person standing on the sloping ground and as they looked downwards, they saw the screaming person standing on the ground, how shocked they were to find someone who was being face down wearing their school batik uniform.
Both of Ozzy's eyes turned red as well as his face. With gontai Ozzy steps up to the figure and sits limp beside him.
Ozzy turned the body over and his tears could not be contained anymore as he looked at Andri's paled face and blood flowing from the gaping wound on his stomach.
“Andri…. Tidaaakkkk... “ shouted Ozzy who made his voice echo in the valley and then covered the sound of the train moving across the location.
A person in a white-gray uniform approached Ozzy and Andri, who were now lying on Ozzy's lap. He took Andri's hand and tried to find a yi throb around Andri's wrist then sighed.
“Udah zy, Relain Andri. We need to get him to his parents' house immediately.“
“We have to take him to the hospital to get a quick treatment,” welcome Ozzy with tears.
“Lo. We have to get Andri to the hospital immediately.“
Ozzy's other friends immediately surrounded them and together raised Andri's lifeless body.
But it seems Ozzy did not want to let go of Andri because although several times his friends took turns lifting Andri's body, only Ozzy who did not want to be replaced.
They handed Andri to health workers who had been on standby in the ambulance since.
“Please save my friend sir!“ said Ozzy with teary eyes.
The officer checked Andri and was about to tell the truth but God gave him a gesture to hold the information.
The ambulance left Ozzy and his troops with sirens shrinking until they were completely gone.
“We go directly to Andri aja yuk zy,” persuade Dewa.
“Iya. Andri's parents should know that his son is injured but wouldn't they be surprised if they know how Andri is doing now!?“ ask Ozzy.
God did not dare to answer that question because in his head was plastered a scenario that was so sad when they came to Andri's house and told his parents the true circumstances.
“Zy... come on once this is all you follow my orders,” whine God.
With confusion finally Ozzy followed the wishes of the Gods and with his troops Ozzy walked towards the house of Andri.
The atmosphere in Andri's house was crowded, also had a tent installed in the courtyard of Andri's house which happened to be right behind the Ozzy family garden.
With a face that is still confused, Ozzy asked Dewa, “Kok tumben house Andri rame terribly wa!?“
The gods did not answer the question but the Gods pulled Ozzy's hand to enter Andri's house.
In the middle of the living room of Andri's house there are already mats and some objects that Ozzy knows what their functions are but he still can't realize who will use all those objects.
“Who died wa?“ ask Ozzy again.
God had not yet answered that question, the mother of Andri came out of the room crying hysterically.
“Ozzyyyyy.. mother's child why zy?“ ask Andri's mother while holding Ozzy's hand
“Mom knows where? Who told you?“ ask Ozzy.
“So the police came here to tell mom.“
“Quiet mom, Andri no why. He again took care of the same doctor in the hospital.“
Before long siren ambulancs sounded closer and closer making a smile on Ozzy's face.
“It. That's Andri home mom,” said Ozzy full of enthusiasm and excitement.
Andri's mother was perplexed over what ozzy said and about the happy reaction she was showing at the moment.
An ambulance stopped in front of Andri's house and then officers asked for help from mourners to remove Andri's body.
Three people, including Dewa, helped the officers remove the body of Anfri who had been bathed and even had been forgiven from the hospital.
They put Andri on a mat that has been provided since earlier in the room.
At that moment it seemed like Ozzy's eyes were wide open, realizing that Andri was no longer in this world, he was gone forever.
The cry of Andri's mother who was initially stopped because of her sense of empathy Ozzy again broke and roared. It is understandable because Andri is the only child and his mother is a widow who works desperately for the future of Andri and now he is just a piece of kara in this world.
But in that house, not only the mother of Andri who cried lost but also Ozzy who was no longer able to stem the tears of sadness because he had lost a friend who was not much behavior, but also Ozzy who was no longer able to stem the tears of grief because he had lost a friend who did not much behavior, smart and polite to everyone.
Ozzy felt he had failed to fulfill his promise to Andri's mother to always protect Andri under any circumstances
But within minutes, the pain, sadness and sadness changed with anger and hate that led to a plan of revenge on the person who did this to Andri.
“Mata avenged, lives avenged lives!“ ozzy said in his heart with anger
