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" There are still many good men hidden, and will reveal themselves, when we are in need of his help."
Silence now accompanies the two teenagers who grew up.
The two refused to talk to each other.
But honestly, they are worried about each other.
Arga turned to Hana, Hana also turned to Arga.
Their two eyeballs now collided, Hana instantly turned her gaze the other way.
" Athaghfirullah Hana, you can't go here. Remember Hana's sin." Hana Mumbles.
While Arga just smiled faintly looking at Hana.
Hana just realized that her phone was in her pocket.
He immediately reached into his pocket to reach for the phone and intended to contact Ranti, telling Ranti that they were trapped in a place that could be said to be creepy.
" Now this is my phone, why not think of Han? " Pumped his head.
Arga who happened to turn to Hana who was busy fiddling with her phone, began to think that Hana must have contacted Ranti or Izaz.
" You want to call Ranti ? Ask in high notes.
Making Hana surprised, Hana almost dropped her phone.
" Is, can you not ? Don't be surprised !" Annoyed Hana.
" No ! I asked you to call Rantai ?
" Yes." Yeah." Hana replied briefly looking back for Ranti's contact to contact her immediately.
" Han, I'm asking you not to call Ranti or anyone who lives in the palace and tell me about this matter." Arga said to Hana seriously.
Hana looked at Arga confusedly, feeling that there was something strange in this man she was with.
For some reason whenever there is an incident related to this dispute, Arga always just wrapped it neatly without any gaps, because he did not want anyone to know.
" What the hell are you, Ga ?
Whenever there is a problem that befalls you or us, you always cover it without any gaps.
Don't want to tell everything to the others ? Ask Hana to him.
" Because it's better." Answer Arga briefly.
" Well did you say ? Well where is ha ? Shouted Hana.
" Why do you want to be silent when you do not want to tell others about the Devil ?
Want until the plan succeeds completely he run yes ? Hana yelled again at Arga.
" Until I myself find solid evidence of Cunning******* that." Arga said with great emphasis.
" And one more thing Han, I can do it all without anyone's help." Reciprocity.
Hana laughed crisply at Arga's arrogance, which required no one's help.
Ha-ha-ha.
" It's so great !! Hana said while clapping.
" You don't need anyone's help ?
Let me tell you a little bit about humans being social creatures.
A being that needs others, a human being cannot live alone without the help of others.
And right now you can't alone to solve this big problem, don't you need anyone else ! Obviously Hana.
" I don't need Han." Arga repeated his stance again.
" Okay, let's see how you got to the palace without anyone else's help.
The Rock ! " Take Hana to him.
Arga just went silent without a word.
Not understanding with him who does not want to tell anyone this problem.
For nearly an hour they waited for someone willing to help them, but none of the passing vehicles shook their cries.
" O Allah, take one angel who will help us." Hana pasrah.
" Where has not dzuhur prayer anymore." Hana did not know how to pray in their current condition.
And in the end all of a sudden, there was a car passing by.
Hana who saw it from a distance, swiftly stood on the side of the road.
" Thank God there's finally a car passing by." Says Hana looking at the car from a distance.
As the car approached, Hanapun shouted to him.
" Pakci !! I'm sorry whoever you said in that, please help us." Shouted Hana.
" Merci, Macci." Hana kept shouting.
" sir, Aunty.
Until finally the owner of the car was uncomfortable with the screams of Hana, and decided to go to him.
" It's a slave screaming like that." Say the car owner.
" Sir stopped, I looked at the boy." Tell the driver.
" Good mistress." The driver stopped the car right in front of Hana.
Hana who saw the car seemed to respond to it, felt relieved.
" Anyone has come to us, O God." Hana stared at the white Pajero sports car in front of her.
Come out the figure of a woman who is quite old but, very fashionable.
He opened his glasses, to see Hana more clearly.
Hana smiled at him.
Approaching him.
" Aunty's Assalamu'alaikum." Hana's speech is friendly.
He looked at the astonished and suspicious at Hana.
" Maikokumussalam." Ketus answer.
" Aunty sorry earlier I interrupted the comfort of aunty, with my shout." Hana lowered her head.
" Hm, are you yelling like that ape thing ? Ask Hana.
He still did not see Arga lying weakly behind Hana.
" Hm gii-ni Makci, bo-leeh." Hana was nervous to ask for her help.
" Hurry up and say." He told Hana.
" Huh." Hana sighed for a moment, so that she was more relaxed to say her request to the woman in front of her.
The woman scrunched her forehead, feeling confused with Hana.
" Hm, makci can't if kite people ride in a car cat makci, my friend is seriously injured makci." Hana sela's words showed Arga.
The woman saw where Hana's hand was pointing.
Yes, sure enough he saw Arga sitting weak there and there was a lot of blood that covered him.
" Athaghfirullah son, how can this be ? He was shocked and asked Hana.
Hana had not yet answered her question, her gaze turned to Hana's neck, whose veil had blood stains there.
" O God, what kind of neck can you have like this, son ? Ask Hana.
" The story is long makci, later Hana stories kat makci. Can you help bring my friend to the hospital near here ? Please Hana to him.
" Of course son, jom kite bawak.
Rafka's son, please bring that handsome boy in the car." Tell the driver.
The driver hurried to fulfill his master's orders. " Good mistress." He answered while holding Arga.
" O God thank you, You have come ease after trouble." Hana said in her heart.
She smiled warmly at the woman who looked her mother's age.
Beautiful woman with Khimar Instannya, even very kind to others.
Hana was immediately amazed at him.
Just a touch of Hana's smile was returned by the woman.
" Thank you so much for helping people." Hana Said.
" Same-same son, ready namanye ? Ask Hana.
" Hanani Syaufa makci, commonly called Hana.
Macci ? Hana says.
" God is beautiful your name. Name makci
Vayras." The answer was soft on Hana.
" Oh, Vayra."
" Iye, jomlah kite entered not well long ago here." He told Hana.
" Eh, can you use the car no ? Tanya hesitated a little.
" Could, why ? Curious about Hana's question.
" Such ni makci can not Drive makci bring motor friend saye, and makci Drive train makci ? Hana said a little nervously.
" Oh, that's it, please.
Rafka boy come here ! Call her.
" Iye madam, is there anything I can do again ? Ask.
" Iye, you bawak motor sport that, let me say that drive the train." Clearly to the driver.
" Oh well madam, here's the key." Rafka gives the key to Vayra, the master.
" Pakci, the key is the motor." Obviously Hana.
Rafkapun laughs to hear Hana calling him pakci, even though Rafka's age is still relatively young.
Hana frowned feeling astonished, why did this creature in front of her laugh.
Something is funny." Think Hana.
" Ape I'm that old ? Ask Hana.
Hana raises her shoulders as a sign she doesn't know.
" Call me brother je, the age of kite is not much adrift." He told Hana.
Hana increasingly does not understand with this creature called Rafka, why Sok knows the gini close.
" Die ready anyway ? Very familiar ." Hana tickled in annoyance.
" Hana's coming in, I want to get Arga quickly." Shouted Vayra to Hana.
" Oh yes, makci." Hanapun rushed to the car.
In the car Hana sits next to Vayra, while Arga is behind himself.
Silence enveloped them, no conversation at all.
The next second, Vayra broke the silence.
" Kite brought your friends to the Hospital my son je ye service, because saye base is located near from here." He told Hana.
" Well, it's better that way, makci." Answer Hana.
" Daughter, did you hurt that neck that didn't hurt ? Vayra asked Hana who seemed to be in no pain at all with her neck wound.
Honestly, it hurt even so much that Hana felt with the wound on her neck.
However, he still tried to pretend to be strong, not showing the slightest pain.
He smiled." Hehe doesn't get sick in a little je, catch it again and it's gone sicknye." He answered as if he did not feel any pain.
Arga who faintly heard Hana's words, revealed her smile.
" Han, you don't have to pretend to be tough like that Han ! " Inner Arga.
" Hm, later until the hospital you also have to be treated for injuries, understand !
Hana nodded in understanding at Vayra's words.
" Are you from Mane Ye ? Ask Vayra.
" Saye from Indonesia makci, saye here continued Study and live here at the Uncle saye House." Answer Hana.
" O you are Indonesian apparently." Vayra.
Loh Hana was astonished." Is this an Indonesian accent ? Ask Hana.
Vayra laughed a little." Of course, son, this mother is Indonesian, lives here with the mother's child because she's a doctor and is assigned here." Answer Vayra who made Hana mangosteen.
" Oh, pantesan hehe, where in Indonesia is buk ? Ask Hana again.
" New week, son, you ?
" Hana part of the North buk." Answer Hana.
" Ohiyaiya, we talk about using Indonesian accents just so not complicated." Tell it to Hana.
" Well, open." Answer Hana Semangat.
" Ohiyaiya how can your story be like this ha ? Ask Vayra.
Hana sighed for a moment, to catch her breath. Then tell about the events that happened to them very completely without the need for additional.
After hearing Hana's story, how cruel and cunning the dickhead's office was, making Vayra growl her jaws hard.
" O God !! They don't deserve to live." Upatna.
" Hm, sometimes a misunderstanding makes everything messy, messy and even destroyed."
" But it will be more perfect its destruction when we will not seek the truth of a misunderstanding." Hana said wisely.
Vayra smiled in amazement at Hana's true words.
" You're so smart, son." He said to Hana.
Hana just smiled knot.
During the trip there were many things they discussed, to the point that it did not feel like they had arrived at Island Hospital, Penang.
Yeah, the place where Hana was treated a week ago.
There is a lot of love in this place.
Where he can see the sincerity of love from those closest to him.
" Alhamdulillah have arrived." Vayra.
" Thank you, Auntie, thank you for the help. Auntie's so nice." Hana told him.
Vayra smiled warmly." Both boys, don't worry." He answered while opening the car door.
" Raffka please papah Arga yes son." Vayra's word to Rafka.
Rafka who was ordered rushed to open the car door, grabbed Arga's body.
Hana still looked down at the helpless Arga.
Unknowingly Arga's eye bead leads to Hana.
He smiled." Hey weird girl who cares about me, look at you getting hurt, too." Arga Ledek.
Hana pursed her lips." Ck clucked pissed." Hm this is just a small wound, not a serious thing." Ketus Hana's.
Arga's laughing." Don't sulk, it's ugly." Arga mocked Hana back.
" Arga statue ! Bummer." Ketus Hana passed leaving Arga to the Mosque to perform the dzuhur Prayer.
Arga laughed again, Rafka also laughed with him.
" He's so sweet." Reveal Rafka who managed to make Arga glare at his eyes.
" Why is his gaze like that to Hana ? " Inner Arga who feels strange with Rafka.
" Yes right, he is indeed different from the others." Ketus Arga's.
And smile." Yeah, I'm getting fascinated with Hana." Rafka looked at Hana who had moved away from them.
Arga is increasingly upset to hear all Rafka's words, spontaneously stomping his feet.
Bukh..
" Okay." Grumpy Rafka
" I'm sorry I wasn't so bad." Lying Arga.
" Look, it's because you dare to compete with me." Inner Arga.
Rafka just smiled." Its okay." Her speech.
The next second Rafka again memapah Arga entered the corridor of the hospital.
Yes, Arga stared fixed at the Hospital, remembering a week ago He accompanied Hana hospitalized at this Hospital.
And now he has to do the treatment at this Hospital.
" A week ago Hana was treated here, and now I'm going to be treated." Arga said in his heart.
Arga was also reminded of the kind-hearted female figure who treated Hana sincerely, and also the one she had hurt with her Clutches.
As well as being his friend,
that woman is Sister Aishka.
"Suster Aishka, how are you doing with him ? " Inner Arga.
Argapun realized that he had not carried out his dzuhur obligation.
" Mister can please send me to the mosque first, I want to pray dzuhur first." Pinta Arga on Rafka.
Rafka laughed, not only Hana who called him pakci but Arga also called him by that name.
" Ha-ha-ha, am I that old ? Ask Arga.
Arga nodded yes.
" Okay, call me brother. I'm still young, we're at least 4 years, or 5." He told Arga.
Makes Arga frown." Yes, no one wants to be called Father, for fear of old times yes.". Inner Arga.
" Oh yeah, well, sir, uh meaning bang." Answer Arga.
" Nah, it's good to hear." Rafka.
Rafkapun memapah Arga to the Mosque so that Arga can immediately perform the prayer dzuhur.
The Hana School.
" Why not until yes from this morning loh ? "
Staring at his watch which had shown at 01.45 Pm.
" Has stomach pain not subsided yet ? His voice paced in front of the class.
Rantipun called Hana's number, but none of her calls were answered.
" Hana lift up I'm worried about you." Ranti still keeps calling Hana's number.
Yes, who is not worried when the person who realized earlier he was waiting for, never arrived too.
Sevimli 22 November 2020
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