Short Story (Cerpen)

Thausand Promise (Part 2

Category: Sad Love Story

Title: A Thausand Promise (Part 2)

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This time she shed her tears. Both of his eyes could no longer stem the water that would come down. He knew what Nia was going through now. After reading it all the contents of Nia's diary. Tia returned to Nia's room with heavy steps.

'Maybe he's asleep' he thought at the time.

It is true that the atmosphere in his house was not as intense as a few hours ago. Tia smiled happily, because maybe Nia was already asleep. Just like his mind, just now.

The woman opened the door slowly, to make sure Nia did not feel any noise. And then woke up.

'What's that? What have I seen? What the hell is going on? Why is red on the floor? Or perhaps.' Tia dashed her delusion for a moment, then ran towards Nia, who was five steps away from where she was standing at the moment.

'Gosh. Why is this happening?'

The young girl was lying on the floor, unconscious. Bloodied, on his wrist. Beside him was a shard of shard that had been bathed in a deep red liquid. The wound was fixed right in his veins.

Tia panicked, then cried. He screamed as hard as he could for help. Even if he knew, no one could hear him. Tia and Nia were only left alone. His father left for good at 38, still young, right? At least not too old. They also do not have relatives close to where they live, at this time. His neighbor? Do not ask that, their house is very far from the residential houses. How not? Fore. Backside. Side right. Side left. Full of rice fields. Farmers looking for rice. It was very sad indeed to live in a remote village. Far away from the crowd. Places of worship, hospitals, malls, cafes, bars and other important places.

Tia decided to go for help. I don't know where he should ask for it. He staggered under the thick of the night. There are no stars or moons tonight. Everything disappears. Where not. The old woman's shoulders shook violently, perhaps this was the effect of her panic. So panicked, he went to wear his pajamas, without having to change first. He also does not wear footwear. The glue screamed amid the dark concentration of the night.

The wind blows strong. Very fast. Her unravelled hair was swept away by the wind, making her fall apart. His wrinkled body was shivering.

'Please..please...please...' the woman continued to run in an indeterminate direction. The sound of crickets in the rice field seemed to accompany him in the silence of the night. Tia ran already tens of kilos of meters. There are no signs of life here. Slender. Silent.

Tia took a deep breath, then she let go back out slowly.

'PLEase…!!!'

'Help me, please…!!!'

Luckier. He found one of the night watchmen, who was on guard. Tia approached the patrolman that night, he was crying unhappily in front of the man. The man was silent. The man frowned, as if he did not understand the intent of the old woman's cry in front of him, at this moment. Tonight. The two looked at each other. Stay quiet for a few minutes later. Finally, the patrolman opened his conversation with Tia, who,

'What have you done on this thick night? What really happened, so you don't stop crying? Let's say. Maybe I can help you a little bit said the guard that night.

'Please, help my son. He had just tried to sever his veins with a shard of shard. Me, I don't know what to do? Help me, call the doctor to check on my son immediately. Please, as soon as possible, son.' explained Tia.

'okay, lah. Where is your son now? How's he doing?' ask again.

'He's still in my house, I had to leave him alone. To ask for help. He was before I left okay. His pulse is still beating, but very slowly. What matters to me, there is still life in his body.'

After explaining what happened. The man ran away from the place, intending to find the nearest hospital. Meanwhile, Tia also left where she was standing at that time. And back home. In fact, he did not feel that the soles of his feet had been hit by shards of shard, on the road. It was because he had forgotten to wear footwear.

In his heart he prayed to the Power. 'May Nia survive. At least 1 or 2 hours later. Arriving ambulance.'

He walks limp. Dragging his right leg which is no longer strong to walk. He's crawling on that asphalt. He's limped. Whimpered. He only felt pain in the soles of his feet after the wound began to tear badly. At least by then he had reached home. The trail of blood-filled soles headed for the second floor, Nia's room. And Nia? Don't you ask again, unconscious when her mother felt guilty. Sinned. And totally useless as a mom. Tia probably won't forgive herself. When the child's life is not helped. The old girl raised her son's head and then placed it on his thigh. In her arms. Warm. Comfortable

In the air, there was a faint sound of ambulance in the yard of the house. The woman smiled. The nurses went straight into the tiny, but storied house. The atmosphere around silence. The nurse carried her tall body and then placed it on an iron stretcher. Fortunately, Nia was not too heavy. Her body is so thin. She weighed between 38 and 40. So thin, making the bones in both cheeks stand out. His body height ranges from 172 cm, like a model. His legs are level. His eyes are narrow. Her skin is yellowish white. His face was pale white. Like a living corpse.

Meanwhile, Tia simply followed him from behind. Before he finally went to bring Nia's phone lying on the floor. Intending to find out the matter, Tia slightly pressed the button on the phone, her hand shaking violently. He did not know how to use the phone in his hand. He just pressed as much as he could. He accidentally opened the incoming message that Nia had read earlier. Before he wanted to kill himself.

'Nia, it's me Galang. Nia Lo is patient. Andi dapet accident. This morning. He's been in the care for a while. But his life was not how well, Ni.' had not had time to read all the messages from Galamg, his close friend, Andi. The woman shed tears.

'Cringgg'

Nia's phone rang, 'probably from one of her friends.' she thought short.

The old man scrunched his forehead and asked one of the female nurses nearby to tell him how to pick up the phone.

Phone's connected.

'Hallo, Nia?' greet a man across there.

'Hm, hello. This is Tia, her mother Nia' has not had time to answer Rico, Tia again asked. Still the same, in a high tone, panicked, hysterical. It was as if he wanted to tell her that something had happened.

'What actually happened?' added Tia.

'OK, okay. Aunt please calm down.

Why is it that auntie's got her phone, why not Nia? Oh yes, aunt. Please tell me Nia, bales dong BBM from me'

'Sir, Rico. Nia almost killed herself, son, Rico' Tia said

'What?' both of Rico's eyes instantly widened in shock.

'yes. Now the aunt is waiting for Nia at the nearest hospital'

What's the matter, kid, Rico? Why did Nia tear apart her room. Then the aunt found out she was lying helpless on the floor with blood drenched right in her veins?' look at Tia, at Rico.

'Atagfirullah. Is that true, tan?

'yes. Son, Rico'

'Andi tan, now he's gone.' Cut Rico.

'What's wrong, son' repeated Tia

'Andi had an accident this morning. At 07:00 when you want to go to work. At first, Andi nayawa was helped for several hours. But destiny says something else. Andi was sound asleep in her long dream.'

They both cried not knowing what to do.

That night. Full of cries, screams, screams and emotions.