
Bian drove his car at high speed to the shira address his mother had indicated.
Tokk...tokkk.. many times bian knocked on the door of the house but there was no word from the inside.
Bian looked at his watch, 22:00..
"Is he asleep?" bian asked.
"Mas, nyari neng shira huh?" finally, the neighbor who was disturbed greeted bian.
"Yes ma'am, is shira inside?" ask bian.
The middle-aged woman noticed the appearance of the bian, during the shira stay here there was never a single male who visited.
"Neng shira works, she is overtime, tomorrow morning just came home" replied the mother.
"Shira works where ma'am? may I know?" ask bian again. He really didn't want to miss a single second, he was planning to catch up with Shira to his workplace.
"I don't know, just so cleaning service, but somewhere" replied mom.
Degs...
Bian heart sore when knowing her shira to be a cleaning service girl to connect life.
"Makasih Bu" said Bian as he stepped back to his car.
"Stupid you're dumb, stupid, why not investigate who Shira really is.
Why leave him alone, argghhhh" bian swore to himself.
Bian decides to wait in his car until Shira returns. Until the early morning not a few eyes closed, a trip far London-indonesia did not make his body tired at all, his mind looked where.
The morning prayer woke the bian from his sleep. Yeah, that guy fell asleep just an hour ago. When the bian decided to pray to a nearby mosque he saw a motorbike passing through the yard of the shira house.
Bian's heart was pounding uncharacteristically, it was time for him to meet his favorite woman again. She knew shira must have hated her so much, but she had to keep trying to get sorry from the girl.
The online motorcycle taxi that drove Shira has gone, shira decided to go home with an online motorcycle taxi because it is still very early to go home by public transport as usual. Since he was overtime replacing his friend for only a few hours, so he went home this morning like now.
When Shira was busy looking for the key in her bag, there was a voice calling out to her, a voice she was very familiar with.
Shira turned her head and was surprised by what she saw.
"Shira" bian again called shira and tried to step closer to her.
Just a few steps bian walked he caught a strange change in shira's movements.
Shira's breath was wheezing, she was holding her chest, her face was pale, and before she came to her face.
Brughhh....
Shira collapses and slams to the floor.
"Shira" bian shouted hysterically. She did not expect such a great reaction of Shira's body when she met him.
Without a second thought, Bian carried Shira's body to his car. And drove his car at high speed to the nearest hospital.
Bian clasped Shira's hand tightly during the trip, shira's cold body made her more panicked, not feeling bian crying until sobbing to see shira's condition is so weak.
"I beg you to forgive me, hold on, hold on for me dear," Isak cried bian during the journey.
Unceasing bian kissed shira's hand, wishing her dear woman was fine.
Arriving at the hospital, Bian ran as fast as possible with Shira's body in her cradle.
"Please my wife, please save my wife" bian shouted hysterically.