
Although on the look of Toni's face looks so anxious and worried, but not a speck of tears that come out at that time. His fingers did not escape from the car was holding the hand of his weak and helpless papa.
His jet-black bead also unceasingly stared at the pale face of his papa who was so calm on his lap.
Toni wiped the blood pouring out of her papa's nostril with that little slayer she had.
Sometimes Ramdani and Kemil look back to see Bram's condition and the sadness that emanated in Toni's face.
They were in the same car as them. Her reddened and teary eyes seemed to be right that she was worried about her best friend.
Suddenly his eyes were fixed full towards the neck of Bram which there are several forms of bruises.
"Toni... Does your dad have a history of cancer or anything like that?" Tanya Agung.
Toni was surprised to hear the Supreme question so suddenly. Kemil looked back and sharpened his hearing.
"No, um... Why do you ask like that?" Toni was terrified.
"See this.." Agung's index finger pointed at Bram's bruised neck.
"What is this, om?" Toni was surprised and clueless when she saw the bluish green mark on her neck.
Ramdani, who was driving, also looked back a little.
"No, Ton... Hopefully not yes..." Agung closed his eyes and tried to brush aside the guesses that were in his mind.
"It's there, too, om..." He raised his papa's arm.
"Hopefully not to Allah..." Agung is getting anxious. His guess is back on the horizon after seeing the bruise Toni showed him.
They finally arrived at the puskesmas in the village. Bram was taken to a room to do an examination by medical personnel there.
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The Arayan residence.
Bram had just been taken to the village puskesmas by Ramdani, Kemil and Agung in Toni's private car.
Idris and the women are still in the house.
Idris reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a flat object from inside.
Kamelia looked at Idris who looked so worried. The flat object Idris picked up was none other than a cell phone he would use to contact someone.
Many times he tried to contact someone, but either the call to how many times he only got the answer.
"Hallo... Assalamu'alaikum, aunt."
"Finally thank you aunt for picking up the phone from me."
"Alright, aunt... I want to apologize profusely for my aunt. Because of a misunderstanding made by my family, aunt and om became resentful of your own biological son. But I'm sure, in the depths of my aunt's heart, I miss my aunt's son a lot. He has done a lot for my aunt. It is time for me to repay his services. If aunty pleases, please visit her, aunt... He is ill at the moment. And hopefully nothing happens with him, aunt..."
"I know very well, aunt... The kindness of Bram, my friend, goes down from aunt and om... He also already had a very good adult son like himself."
"Assalamu'alaikum, aunt..." It seems Idris didn't get an answer from across. But he remained confident of his mission that was sure to succeed.
His tears poured out without excuse from his clear well that almost blurred.
Kamelia smiled at her father-in-law's statement to the person she called and immediately followed forward.
"Darling... Should you stay home with Fitria and Milka?" Ask Rahma who still looks worried.
"But, Mah..." Deny Kameila instantly.
"Yes, Kamel... Poor Milka you take to the puskesmas. Later if there's anything, Papa will have Kemil pick you up, baby. You just pray nothing happens to Bram, Toni's dad." Idris suddenly came from behind and joined the conversation of his wife and daughter-in-law.
"All right, Pa..." Kamelia finally complied. He seemed to justify his father-in-law's words.
"Yes already... Take Fitria a break. She must be really tired because it's only been before, right?" Tell Rahma again gently.
"Alright, Mah, Pah... But Mama Papa has to promise Kamel, yeah..." His words are hopeful.
"Yes, honey... " Rahma and Maya took turns to kiss Kamelia, Milka and Fitria before going to the health center following them earlier.
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