SUDDENLY USTADZAH

Still Worried

Desta and Ronald were standing guard in front of the IGD.

A doctor and several nurses were doing treatment to Aqeela.

"Des, you should also be checked. Your hand is hurt." Ronald said as he roughly pulled out Desta's hand that was still bleeding.

Desta. But Ronald dragged her to a nurse.

"Sir, please check on my friend. His hand is hurt." Ronald.

The nurse took Desta to a cubicle next to Aqeela, and began to clean her wounds.

"The patient's family on behalf of Aqeela." Call from the administration.

"Yes, Mother..." Ronald quickly found a voice calling out to him.

"With that, are you?" Ask the mother tagged Via.

"Father, Ma'am. Because her husband is also being treated in the next room." Ronald's answer made Mommy Via's eyes glare in disbelief.

"Neither be surprised. Which, I have to sign. Prepare also for patients on behalf of Desta ya Mbak. Her husband is Aqeela." Ma'am Via just nodded.

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Desta came out of the treatment room.

His hands have been bandaged.

" She, her hand hit the water first. Tungu until the stitches come off."A nurse said before leaving Desta.

"Mas don't forget the cure's at the ransom." Said the nurse again while stealing a glance towards Desta. Desta just smiled. And say thank you.

Desta sat down next to Ronald.

"Where?" Ronald asked as soon as Desta sat down.

"Yes, the wound is not deep. But the teteps have to be stitched because they're too wide." Answer Desta.

"Aqeela, how are you?" Gumam Desta. Because there was still no sign of the curtains in the open Aqeela room.

Ronald just stared blankly at the curtain and then turned to look at his best friend with a painful feeling.

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Flas back on

Awwwh... Bae's sick.." Aqeela

Vishnu retreated a few steps realizing that his dagger had injured Ajeela instead.

Vishnu sat down, holding his knee.

Aqeela leaned her limp body onto Desta's shoulder.

"Baec.. I love you. I said yesterday let's do it. Why, you don't want Bae? I'm now nyesel..." Aqeela's whisperings her eyes began to close and her body almost fell down if only Desta did not support her immediately.

Vian, Ronald, Wawan and Doni ran towards Desta and Aqeela.

Vian immediately secured Vishnu's dagger. Not forgetting he used one end of his shirt to put the dangerous object into a white crackle bag that happened to be in his pocket.

"Des, Aqeela..." Ronald's whisper that saw Desta unmoved.

Hearing Ronald's whisper, Desta realized, he looked at Aqeela who was almost unable to support her body.

"Beb. hold on, you have to hold on... Nald take my car, we go to the hospital. Don, Wan, Vian I'm handing Vishnu over to you." Desta carries Aqeela's body to the car accompanied by Ronald.

Desta walked over quickly, he did not even heed the wound in his hand.

As Ronald opens the door, Mr. Jamal, Mr. Soleh and Ustadz Zainal prepare to enter.

"Aqeen. What's the matter, Des?" Pekik Ustadz Zainal's.

Desta only took a rough, sad and panicked breath visible on his face. Desta continued to step up without answering.

"Because of the skewer, Vishnu..." Ronald said as he passed leaving Mr. Jamal, Mr. Soleh and Ustadz Zainal.

In the car

Desta put Aqeela to sleep on her thigh.

Ronald took the wheel.

"Rummer, Nald..." Decalogue

Ronald immediately forward X~pander Desta with high speed.

Desta continued to hug and resist the blood flow on Aqeela's back with Aqeela's black t-shirt.

Desta was grateful his wife wore a t-shirt, so that she could absorb the blood coming out of her back. Although the shirt is now torn part of his back because of Vishnu's dagger earlier.

"Beb, you're beating me up.." Said Desta lirih.

Aqeela just smiled looking at her husband.

"I love you..." Aqeela's lips only hinted at that word.

"Allahs... Allah's...." Then the word continued to sound in Desta's ears.

Desta continued to stare and call out the name Aqeela.

And every time Aqeela heard her husband's call she kept smiling, saying "I love you.." Even with lip signals.

And the rest is just the word, "God.... Allahs... Allah's..." Until the car arrives at the IGD room.

Flash back off

Return to the hall where Vishnu and his gang are restrained. Where Wawan, Vian and Doni face it. Where Daffa and Nabila are only able to monitor from the 3rd floor of the main building. And where now Mr. Jamal, Mr. Soleh and Ustadz Zainal are acting.

Wawan, Vian and Doni forcibly gather Vishnu and his gang and the thugs who help him. With the help of Mr. Soleh and the cronies of Vian and Doni, brought the suspects before Mr. Jamal and Ustadz Zainal.

Ustadz Zainal and Mr. Jamal looked at Vishnu and his gang. There was a deep sense of hatred and disgust within the chest of the two.

But as teachers, they also feel responsible for the attitude of Vishnu and his friends.

Doni, Vian, Wawan and his cronies asked for permission to leave.

"You guys bole out except Doni. You're staying here Don..." Ustadz Zainal said on his leave.

Donipun complied with the request of his religious teacher. He took a seat next to Ustadz Zainal.

"Vishnu, what do you really want?" Tanya Ustadz Zainal held back the anger.

How not to get angry, his favorite student was hurt by someone who incidentally his own upperclassman. A former ketos who should be a role model.

Neither Vishnu nor the others were silent. There's no sound.

"Vishnu, answer my question immediately." Hardik Ustadz Zainal's.

Vishnu only shuddered at the rebuke of Ustadz Zainal. There was no intention of him to answer his teacher's question.

"Vishnu, if you keep quiet. Won't solve the problem." Ustadz Zainal was really angry, the voice was getting higher. Even Mr. Jamal who had never seen Ustadz Zainal was angry to the point of shock.

"Wis, okay. So let's take this case to the police station. I'll report it." Finally Jamal spoke up.

Ustadz Zainal, Pak Soleh and Doni who heard him gaped in disbelief.

"Vishnu, Feri, Frans, Juna and also you Halim. You are now in twelfth grade. You should have studied. But this even ngajak Aqeela jotos kayak gini." Said Mr. Jamal flat.

"Pake bring me another jam." Mr. Jamal's voice sounded higher.

"Have you thought about the impact? Look now Ajeela's even hurt. How does his family feel now? Do you want to report Aqeela's family or Desta's?" Mr. Jamal's voice is getting higher.

Vishnu and his friends remained silent.

"Well, I'll call your parents now." Mr. Jamal reached into his pocket looking for his cell phone.

"Sore, Mr. Han..." Greet Mr. Jamal on the line.

"Yes.. Mr. Jamal.." The opposite line sound

"Sir, I'm sorry. Was I sent Vishnu's parents' phone number?" Ask Mr. Jamal.

"What's up, sir?" Mr. Handoko's voice sounded anxious.

"Vishnu, Sir. He just stabbed Aqeela with a dagger."

"What.... Let me just go there..." Pungkas Pak Handoko's.

Jamal sir hung up on him.

With a desperate face. Mr. Jamal looked at his students' faces one by one.

"You should have told me....If this is the case I don't know anymore. How to help you..."

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