The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola
Accidental
“Assalammu’alaikum!” Greetings from outside load Bao running.
“Dad!” call him when he sees Asrhaf coming into the house while pulling a suitcase.
“Why Dad, don't want to see Bao! When did Bao live with Popy? Though kemalin, when Bao asked to buy mo-chi! Popy said, Dad bought me an estimate!” protest while taking the ball.
Asrhaf smiled, indeed after. At the cafe, he met his younger brother. He was assigned to survey a new factory. This made him, did not have time to talk with Arrahma. Except through the call, it was talking to Bao.
“But, today Daddy down by-by for you!” he opened his suitcase.
“Holew, a detailed toy he can walk independently?” bao asked squatting in front of Asrhaf's suitcase.
Asrhaf nodded, and taught her how to make the rabbit doll walk.
“Sister, sorry I didn't hear! If it wasn't through the main room!” Arrahma kissed Asrhaf's hand.
“What do you drink?” ask Arrahma. Bao he's more focused on his toys.
“Air only!”
Arrahma also put water and snacks on the table.
“To be honest, Rahma wants to talk to Big Brother! About many things including when we part!” Arrahma sat in front of Asrhaf.
“Can Brother tell me?”
Asrhaf breathed deeply.
“Time .... the..”.
...***...
Heavy rain is pouring down the streets. Make the driver a little careful. Especially if the road is a little winding. And the edge is already the abyss. The middle-aged man, driving while talking to his wife. While in the passenger seat, there were three people. Baby sitter who holds a little girl who is less than a year old and a boy maybe ten years old.
“Finally we can go home to Bun!” he stared at the streets.
“Yes, Dad! Brother! Glad we don't want to go to Mbah Uty?” Mother turned her head.
“Happy dong Bun!” songong.
“Look at your sister, she seems to be so sleepy!” Mother glanced at her daughter.
“Shafira hobbies, sleep!” Little Asrhaf pinched his sister's cheeks.
“Kak! Why don't you wear your seat belt?” ask the father whose eyes are staring at the rearview mirror.
“Be careful Dad! It's too meandering!”
The trucker from behind, it's sleepy. The truck stared at the car in front of him.
Brakk! The car in front of him lost control.
“AYAH!” shouted Mother when feeling threatened by circumstances.
Dad's trying to brake, baby the brakes aren't working. Make Dad slam the steering wheel to the right. Which actually makes, his car staring at the power pole. Brakkkk. Her parents' heads hit hard.
Asrhaf, who was not wearing a seatbelt, hit the car door. Which makes the car door open.
“AYAHHHHH!” asrhaf shouted as his body lurched backwards. It made him fall out of the car, and the little body rolled into the abyss.
“Keep how Big Brother, can meet with A Zola? And out of the abyss?”
“Begin!”
...***...
Three days after the accident, Asrhaf's body lay near a boulder. Little Asrhaf started to blink her eyes. For three days he was unconscious. His head throbbed, making him grimace.
“AGRHHHHHHH! MOTHER WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME ALONE” shouted someone from above. That is heard in Asrhaf. The 10-year-old tried to stand up. And yells.
“PLEASE! HELPME! ANYONE HELP ME!” shouts Asrhaf hoping someone hears.
The young man who was shouting earlier heard a shout. But he doesn't believe it yet. If someone asks for help.
“PLEASE! HELP U! I CAN'T GET OUT OF HERE!” it was his shout again that made the young man who was sitting on top. Believe that someone is in the abyss.
“DOES ANYONE?” his screams ventured to descend into the abyss.
“YA! YOU HEAR ME?” yell Asrhaf again.
“I HEAR! WAIT ME!” yell while skating from above, like playing prostotan child kindergarten. After half an hour, the young man of responsibility had only discovered. Someone asked for help, and Asrhaf told him where he was. With screaming.
Two boys, facing.
“You okay?” ask the young man.
Asrhaf nodded and hugged the young man in front of him. It was as if he was seeking refuge.
The young man replied to him.
“Oh, I'm Zola!” abugn.
“Asrhaf!” the answer.
...***...
“That's where we're friends! I was traumatized by an accident and lost my family! So did your husband, at that time he lost his mother too! We are met with the same pain, sure to lose!”
Arrahma was silent, it turns out that he and Zola have been connected to each other for a long time. But a new time is coming together now.
“Kayak, said Abah! The police did not know where Brother was! Turns out Brother Pinsan is long enough! By the way I can tell, three days unconscious how?” Arrahma's hand.
“Look for me, we want to go home on the 11th when I ask your husband! It turned out that three days apart, after the accident, I just regained consciousness! Me and Mr. Zola are trying to find your whereabouts, trace the scene! And ask someone who knows about the accident. And all I know is that if a child is a year old, it's still safe! But someone took it!” Asrhaf downed drinks to the toilet.
Asrhaf would not ask about his younger brother's childhood. Because he knew, his sister was raised in a boarding school. Because Zola had told me about the status of Arrahma.
“Dik, about what you should give to Abah, and family! For taking care of you! I want to repay him!”
Arrahma. “That's sincere, unreserved! But what if we incriminate them on Hajj?”
“Bby! But the cost is the gig of both of us!”
“Ck, calculation! That brother should be enough for his sister!” Arrahma.
Asrhaf laughed crisply, throwing a pillow at his sister. Which makes Arrahma pout.
TBC...
