The INDIGO'S

Help the little girl

BRRAAAKKS

I also looked up

"astaghfirullah.." I ran towards the school gate, apparently a white Avanza car hit the gate ,the state of the gate that was closed is now open with a dent in the white car that has also been ringed on the front , it looks like the driver waved his hand for help ,also seen in the back passenger seat there was a child who was crying there was fresh blood flowing from his forehead.

Everyone helped evacuate the victims, I ran towards the girl and tried to open her door, but it seemed like the door was locked automatically . At the other door, the residents also tried to open the door .

Suddenly a pungent smell I saw under me, apparently it was gasoline liquid, maybe his gasoline tank was leaking due to a very loud collision .

Jeez .....

I gasped to realize that it was really gasoline , frantically I tried to force open the locked car door , aided by the citizens as well .

"jeez that's gasoline, we stay away "cried the ojek fathers who often go not far from the school area

"don't sir.please help me get this kid out "cry me.

"but this could be a danger, it could be that this car exploded we could also be victims" he said as he moved away

I don't care, even if I have to help the boy alone, seeing the boy is like seeing my sister Ari and maybe her age is the same ....if it's Ari then I won't be silent 'though the life of the bet I'd be willing to die as long as my beloved sister survived .

"hold on brother will get you out, you're down" I shouted after grabbing a boulder and immediately banging it on the car's glass ,because there's no way I'm running to the driver and looking for the key ,because there is also a middle driver is helped out with the condition of a badly damaged car on the front is also impossible if the button can still be used, especially the driver is also sandwiched .

Prrakkk

I quickly stretched out my hand and forcefully broke into the door, sweat was pouring, my arm was also scratched by the broken glass that was still attached to the door ,I don't mind the pain and blood coming out of my arm . I've done various ways, but this door still survives even though I hit it with a stone .

"INTERN......."

"MISTRESS....."

A screaming voice called me, but I ignored it.

The smell of gasoline is getting stinging in the nose, the driver has been successfully removed in a fainting state, I also ran to where the former driver was pinned ,with all my might I pulled the back of the chair up to the front , then I bent my body slightly inside to grab the little girl .

"INTERNET......"

"MISTRESS....."

They kept yelling at me

"ayo ...hold my brother's hand" I said

"quick ..." I jolted

The little girl I immediately pulled until finally the girl was in my arms that I immediately carried and carried away .

Just now that I was sitting on the little girl suddenly heard an explosive sound coming from the car

DUAARRR.......

Relief mixed haru enveloped my heart, because too late this little girl would not survive .

"thank you, O Allah.You still give this little girl a chance to live" I said in my heart.

"Gibran...astaga ..you are yes...ayo we treat your wounds" said Riswan.

"it's okay" I said

"it's okay, and the infection "he said again

"dek....are you still conscious?" I asked while patting the little girl's cheek

A lot of blood coming out makes the condition of the little girl is getting weaker

"quickly take her to the hospital" I cried

"in a moment the ambulance arrives , we just wait" said Mr. Saiful

while waiting for the ambulance, Mr. Saiful helped clean my wounds and was given an antiseptic to avoid infection,but I saw the restless Aranta, who occasionally looked at the firemen who had just arrived to put out the fire from the burning car.

What's with her, like fear and alertness.

Until a few minutes later the ambulance arrived ,both of which were immediately rushed to the hospital , I was also in his ,because I was also injured and had to be treated immediately because there was a part that scratches her deep enough, maybe need to be sewing.

"ehehehehe.....you were very cool cu... ehehehehe..." said Nek Wewe who was also beside me.

"can't be sick in this situation don't laugh" I said in my heart

I sat down and closed my eyes while leaning .

"somehow that didn't help me anyway "my mind was upset

"ehehehehe...forgive grandma cu...but grandma intentionally ehehehehe....grandmother knows you can definitely save the little girl so grandma silent ehehehehe......."

"huuuuuuhhhhh..later "I straightened my body when I heard the moaning of the little girl, while the driver was in the ambulance one .

Before long we arrived at the hospital, the little girl was already in the IGD, as well as me who was also directly handled by the doctor ,and sure enough the wound on my arm did have to get stitches .

After finishing with sewing on my injured arm, I immediately went to the IGD room, there was already a mama, papa, papa,mr. Saiful along with women and men who may be your age in front of the IGD room .

"Gibran dear you are fine, son, mama heard the news from Riswan said you entered the hospital.Yes Allah..this.." mama touched my arm softly wrapped in bandages.

"i'm fine ma, mama don't worry" I said as I wiped the tears of my mother who came out when I saw the bandage covering my arm

"only six stitches ma, nothing really"

"what six stitches "mama's back crying

"ma...udah I'm okay kok ma" said I while hugging a woman who is very meaningful and meritorious to me

"it's a pity our son is okay, man if not injured is not man his name "father tried to joke

"what the hell pa.." sighed mama as she pulled away from my embrace.

"sorry you helped our son?" asked the mothers who had been silent with their face ashen asked me

"iya ma'am "my voice

"thank you for your help, thank you we didn't know if you didn't help our daughter, I don't know what would happen to her" said the mother suddenly kneeling in front of me

"astaga Bu, wake up Mom..Don't be like this, I sincerely help the mother's child, because I also have a sister the age of the mother's child, so I feel I have to help her ,moreover, our fellow human beings will have to help each other to help Mom" said I asked the mother to wake up ,because it would be disrespectful to me if someone who was far above me knelt down like that, mama who understood that I couldn't touch a woman helped make her stand .

"stand up Mom, don't be like this, my son is right, as humans we are obligated and must help each other, so don't be like that" said mama

"but because of helping my son, the mother's son became injured" said the mother exclaimed

"no matter what, ma'am, the important thing is that now our children are safe, the doctor has also told us that there are no serious injuries to the mother's daughter ,it's just that a lot of blood coming out requires the mother's child to get a blood transfusion, and Alhamdulillah mother's daughter was undergoing a blood transfusion at this time "typical papa

"we really owe you our lives" said the man I thought must have been the little girl's father

"ah no, do not make my help as a debt, but just think of it as a form of Allah's help with my intermediaries" I said sincerely

"Masya Allah..fortunate mother and father have a son like her , already good, handsome too" said the man.

"ah sir, don't be too complimentary, it's not good for my mentality" I said

"it looks like you're okay, then you want to go back to school" said Mr. Saiful who had been listening silently

"O Allah sir, I'm sorry to forget my father" I said badly

"nothing, yes, then I say "said Mr. Saiful staring one by one between us

"wait sir, I also want to go back to school, not too long ago the school disperse , not good with the others" I said

"you're sure son, you're hurt ?" ask mama

"sure ma, anyways just a rich wound gini aja, it's already that I went back to school "I grabbed mama's hand and kissed the back of her hand, then turned to papa

as for the little girl's parents, I only cupped my hands together

"assalamualaikum.." I said.

"greetings......"

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In the car driven by Mr. Saiful I stared at the small rearview mirror hanging above, looking at the reflection of a woman with her red negligee looking down with her hair dangling over her face .

"do you feel what you feel ?" asked Mr. Saiful without glancing at me

"what sir?" ask me

"father goosebumps" he said

"no, sir "my lie

"the time?" ask her

I glanced back at the glass above me, the ghost is still in its place with its position

Why the ghost .

"Tante Lasmi ..." call me to the ghost in the back seat, of course in the heart because it can be heartless later Mr. Saiful if I know I'm talking to ghosts

"yes there is what "sahutnya, but strange sahutan it is not from the ghost behind me, so I turned my head

but the ghostly figure remained silent

"Tante Lasmi ..." call me again

there was no reply, until I returned to my position, but when I turned around I was shocked

"astaghfirullah......"

"what's Adnan doing ?"

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There's a new short story....

yuk......

Awaiting well.....😘