So Introduction

Accident

"Sir. What's the father who's gonna lock the stall?". Ask khaira's father's men.

The stall that was closed from before the magrib. And also have finished preparing what will be sold tomorrow.

Ordinary after the magrib prayer they've gone home. While now the pack of faith is still at home sitting in a chair that there is dindapur..

The lamp was also extinguished. Just stay in the kitchen.

Everything that has been cooked has also been closed neatly and placed on the table to be safe. In order not to disturb the animals night market guards.

"Yes, you go first and don't forget to bring your keys. I'll lock it with the backup I have". Saying the faith.

"Good sir. I'm going home first". His word.

"Yes". Answer khaira's father.

The other friend had also returned home after finishing the magrib.

"It feels lazy to go home. But I have to solve one problem right away.

I won't pay for the motorbike anymore. Let mimi do what he does.

Also about the debt that I don't know about, I won't take responsibility. Let mimi be in charge". Khaira's father.

After sitting for a while, khaira's father stood up from his seat. Prepare to go home.

Check the stove and other cooking utensils before going out. Also do not forget he turned off the light fuse.so that there is no short circuit.

Prepare to go home riding his old motorbike which is still maintained.

Fifteen minutes on the bike, khaira's father gets home. With a quiet home atmosphere. Slender.

But the door of the house is not locked. Khaira tidsk's dad is dizzy.

He went into his room. Not a room, but a dining room that is limited to a closet so his bedroom now.

After picking up a change of clothes, khaira's father entered the bathroom to clean up after a long day of work at the stall.

Don't forget he immediately washed the clothes he was wearing. Despite having a wife, mimi never washed his clothes. It is the passion that has worked for him all this time.

"You've gone home. I just got out of the hospital. Liona fell off the bike, and she hugged susan". Mimi.

Talking without asking when I saw khaira's father coming out of the bathroom.

"O.o...".

That's what khaira's father said. He went straight to the side alley of the house to dry the clothes he was washing.

Sounds busy in front of the house.

"Sick ma. Ow hell...".

"My hands are sick too".

"Hold a minute. I will sit down and sleep in peace".

"Don't walk fast".

"sickness.. Don't hold her hand".

Many more remarks from the two injured daughters of mimi. He said he fell off the bike.

Khaira's father was heading ahead. Looking at her older daughter who sounded like she was grimacing in pain.

While susan's hand is wrapped in a full bandage. Like a broken or sprained bone. Khaira's father doesn't know.

They were seated on a carpet that lay in the living room. Just one carpet.

"Where did it fall?". Ask khaira's father to the man guiding Liona.

After the two daughters he sat quietly on the carpet.

"At the front crossroad sir. Near the morning market. But they didn't fall, their bike hit a fruit cart.

It seemed like they were speeding, so as not to dodge the person walking on the sidelines". Answer the man.

Khaira's father saw his wife. Turns out his wife lied, said her daughter fell off the bike.

"What are your injuries?. Isn't it severe?". Ask khaira's father to the princess.

"Susan's hand broke. While Liona scuffed. His head was also wounded". Mimi.

The two princesses continued only silently not answering.swaying as they mended their seats.

"The motor is badly damaged. Now it's tipped in the workshop near the densification". Added Mimi.

Khaira's father did not intend to fix it. In addition to not having money, also lazy to see the princess, he was pretentious if riding a motorcycle.

He's seen the princess go around motoring with his friends.

There is a purpose to go with the bike.

But he was never heard when he spoke. Even his wife also forbade him to reprimand the princess.

Khaira's father left the living room which was still crowded by the people who helped earlier.

Khaira's father went to the kitchen to drink. For his wife never welcomed him by drinking or cooking to eat together.

After drinking he took the time to look at the hood of food, where he knew there was food for dinner.

Blank. There was only a plate containing a piece of omelet and sambal.

Khaira's father had no intention of eating. Because he ate this afternoon. If he was hungry, he would make it.

Khaira's father rarely brought food from his food stall. He was once offended by his daughter.

If he brings side dishes or food stalls. It is said to be waste because it does not sell on sale.

That's why he never brought any more for his wife and daughter.

Just bring for khaira dinner.

After the prayer, khaira's father went to bed in his impromptu room, behind the wardrobe.

Although still heard the ringing and moaning in pain both daughters continued.

But he had to sleep, to rest his tired body. Heart too.

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