PSYCHOPATH GIRLS
The Part 67
"You pray for Mama, so she can survive until Singapore"
"Amiii"
"Yes, papa there is still a meeting, later we continue the chat"
"Yes, sorry to interrupt papa's work time"
"No papa, as busy as you are if you need to, you must be the first"
Darren saved his phone again. I don't know, at this time his feelings became unsettled thinking about his mother.
"Recent news, xxxx aircraft with the aim of Indonesia-singapore has fallen near the settlement of residents, following a video that was recorded by the camera"
The sound of television in the hospital hallway instantly made Darren shocked. At first, the plane was a plane that would be boarded by his mother.
Darren called his papa. But several times he called but his father did not miss the call from him.
"Pa, pick up dong" he muttered fretfully.
He kept calling his dad again. But the result remained the same, his call unanswered by his papa.
"What papa still meeting ya" he thought.
"Next to the list of victims from the xxxx plane" The sound of television again attracted Darren's attention.
He searched carefully for the name printed on the television screen. Trying to convince her heart that her mother is okay.
Dessy Paula's
Darren was immediately shocked, when a name that was so familiar to him was listed among the many names of victims.
"Mama" sheen.
"Gue must be a dream, it's not real right?" abugn.
He slapped his own face, the pain he felt on his cheek could already explain that he was not dreaming.
Darren immediately retrieved the key of his motorbike left behind in Aurel's outpatient room.
"What's wrong?" aleta asked who saw Darren hastily picking up the keys.
"Tan, I have urgent business, I say yes" he said straight out of Aurel's ward. Even Aleta had not been able to answer his words.
The airport was crowded with families of victims. They were crammed in front of a row of names of plane victims who had been attached to the wall.
Some cry hysterically until they fall unconscious because they cannot accept the reality of being abandoned by a loved one.
Darren immediately approached the officer at the airport.
"Excuse me, I'd like to ask you! are there any survivors?" ask Darren expectantly.
"Sorry father, for that we can not be sure, please wait for the next information"
"But when is that information?" asked Darren impatiently.
"Officers are trying to find victims, please be patient"
Darren approached the crowd, he barged into the crowd. The goal is to make sure that his mother's name isn't there.
Although the possibility was very small, but he still hoped in his little heart.
He examined one by one the names listed on the wall. However, his mother's name is still on the list of victims.
Darren lethargicly walked out of the crowd. His feelings were mixed, his sadness, anger, everything mixed into one.
The vibration of his cell phone he felt in his pants pocket. On the phone screen is the name "papa".
"Halo pa" he said.
"Sorry, I have a meeting, what's wrong?" Ask papa.
"Mama pa" he said could not continue the words.
"Mama why? Why is your voice so sad?"
"The plane my mom was riding on fell on"
"What is mom's situation? Mama's not papa, is she?" Ask her worried dad.
"I don't know, officers are still looking for victims"
"Today, I'm back in Indonesia"
"Yes pa"
After closing the call, Darren immediately stepped out of the airport. But a middle-aged woman caught his attention.
"Mama" sheen.
The middle-aged woman, was very similar to her mother. Darren, who had only seen the woman's back, was very sure it was her mother.
Darren followed the woman. Until he reached the ladies' room.
"Gue sure, it must be mama" he murmured.
Darren kept waiting in front of the toilet. Some people looked at him for standing in front of the ladies' toilet.
But he doesn't care about it. For him his mother is more important than the look of the people.
He waited for half an hour in front of the toilet. But the middle-aged woman he believed to be his mother did not come out.
"Sorry, can you?" Darren asked, when a new woman came out of the toilet.
"What's wrong, ma'am?"
"In someone else?" Ask Darren.
"Nothing?" Ask Darren.
"Yes"
"Yaudah thank you mbak"
"Excuse me" he said.
"No way, I'm sure that my mom came in here" he said.
Curious, Darren immediately entered the toilet to make sure his mother was inside.
He checked one toilet at a time, but every room was empty. There's not a single person.
"Have you gone out yet?"
"But why don't I see?"
Darren came out of the toilet, but along with that a woman had just entered the toilet.
"AHHHH, PERVS!!"
"I'm sorry, I went wrong in the toilet" Darren's alibi said.
"Look what's in front of this ladies' toilet, there comes out before I call security"
"Yes mbak"
Darren left the airport and returned to the hospital. He is still worried about his mother, but he also wants to know the condition of Aurel who is still in the hospital.
Slowly Darren opened the door of Aurel's ward. It was seen Aleta who was feeding Aurel eating porridge.
"Darren" said Aurel.
"Hey, you awake?" Reply Darren.
"Udah, this is again bribed with mama's porridge" said Aurel, with his pale face he can still smile.
Darren stroked Aurel's hair dearly, but the smile he showed was clearly forced.
"Why?" Ask Aurel.
"No papa"
"Don't lie! Any issues?" Aurel asked softly.
"The plane that mama was riding fell on" Darren retorted softly.
"What is Aunt's situation?"
"No news yet, officers are still searching for victims"
"Patience, I'm sure Auntie must be fine"
"Gue hope so too"
"Lo continue to eat, I want to go out" said Darren.
"Where are you going?"
"Find the wind"
"Jaudah, don't be long and don't hurt yourself" Aurel said.
"Hm"
Darren left Aurel's ward. He walked down the aisle of the hospital which was passed only by the sisters and doctors.
A woman caught his attention again.
"Mama" sheen.
Darren immediately chased after the middle-aged lung woman.
"Mama!" His shout chased the middle-aged lung woman he believed to be his mother.
Darren saw if the woman entered a room.
"Why did you come here?" thought.
Darren peeked out behind the window. An 8-year-old girl was lying in a gurney.
Darren clearly saw the face of the middle-aged woman he was following. That was really his mama.
Lovingly, her mother stroked the boy's hair. And feed him. The boy looked happy, while his mother seemed to love the girl very much.
"What is your relationship with that child? As long as I had no sister who had a daughter" he thought.
Darren ventured into the room.
"Ma" she said as she stood behind her mother.
Her mother turned to see her.
"Darren"
"Why are you here?" Ask mother.
"Should I be the same mom? What's your mama doing here?" Ask Darren.
"Mama know? The plane that Mama was riding was down, I was just as worried as mama. Why don't you give us any news at all?" ask Darren's angry.
"Sorry mom"
