The Love Revenge of Mr. Alvin

Hospital

Gevano undoes his intention to leave the place when the girl in his tribe suddenly calls out to him.

"I want to go home, Syifa," he said softly.

"Can I ask for help?" asked Syifa to vent.

"What help?"

"Take me to the terminal, I'm going back to Jakarta. My mother is sick" Syifa explained.

"Why not just go to Jakarta by car? Why take the bus? It's dangerous for a girl like you, Fana." Vino who had been silent since then, now chimed in.

"Fana won't bother you, Bang. You were here first, Dad! Until you are healed. Fana promise, will be here again to jengukin bang Vino."

"You're not a hassle, Syif. I'll take you to your house in Jakarta" Gevano said. It is not an offer, but a decision.

Although it feels bad, but Syifana does need help from Gevano. As for Vino, the man could not decide anything because of his status that was forgetting memories. Syifana was finally forced to return to Jakarta by Gevano.

*****

Once in Jakarta, Syifana rushed to the Hospital that had been notified by her brother. The girl ran down a long hallway to reach her mother's room. Gevano is still faithfully accompanying Syifana, she will not leave before the girl is completely safe until she meets her family.

"Dragon!" shifana shouted as she saw her brother in the waiting chair with his wife.

Ali looked up, then got up from the chair. The man walked over to the sister who had been running away from home for many days.

"You're so naughty, Syifa! Look at the consequences of this." Ali hugged her sister tightly.

Although he felt very upset, but he was very worried about his sister. Moreover, all this time his favorite teenage girl was never out of the house without his permission and escort as an older brother.

"Syifa, Brother. Syifa is wrong" Syifa said with tears of regret.

The graceful woman with an increasingly enlarged stomach got up from her seat. She approached her husband and sister who were hugging each other. After approaching, Ara stroked the two brothers' backs slowly. Trying to calm them both.

"Already, Sun. Syifa's tired, let her sit down first." Ara broke the hug between the brother and sister.

After being released, Ara took Syifana to sit in the waiting chair. He was so considerate of his only sister that he had. In addition to being a teenager, Syifana is classified as often careless and reckless. Only, he did not expect the sister to run away.

"Where's Mom, Brother Ara?" syifana asked still with tears streaming down from the corner of her eyes.

Ara pulled Syifana's head to lean on her shoulder. "Calm down, honey. Mom's fine, she's just too anxious to think about you." Now Ara stroked the top of her sister's head.

Ali who was still standing in his place, only realized that there was a foreign man present there. He still looked at the man from the tip of his foot to the tip of his head. Trying to remember who the man who came with his sister.

"You who?" ask Ali in a flat tone.

"I'm Gevano, Mas." the young man reached out to shake the hand of the man he knew was Syifana's older brother.

"Gevano?" Ali did not remember the name that the man mentioned.

Ali did not reply, only nodding his head a sign he remembered by the name of the young man's mother. He is a neighbor of Bude Nur in Pekalongan. Mother Salma's birth city.

"Syifa has arrived safely, please if you have any other business." Gevano returned Gevano's handshake, but he also uttered a word of expulsion.

With a heavy heart Gevano obeyed the words of the older sister of the girl he loved. He couldn't stay in that place for too long. Tomorrow, he'll have to get back to work in the office.

"Syif, Vano go home first, Dad!" Gevano said goodbye to the girl he loved.

Syifana who is still thinking about the state of the mother, only responded to Gevano as he was. She doesn't want to keep someone from always being with her.

"Be careful on the road, Vano. Thanks for delivering Syifa,"

After saying goodbye to Syifana, Gevano rushed away from the place even with a disappointed heart. He gets a bad response from the family of his target girl. Either because of bad circumstances, or indeed the Syifa family did not accept his presence.

After Gevano's departure, a middle-aged man came out of the room bearing a rose. The man looked extremely exhausted, even like someone who was unkempt. Shirt and messy hair.

"Dad." Shifana got up and ran to her father. The teenage girl hugged her father so tightly as if she needed someone's protection.

"Son, are you home?" said the middle-aged man who was none other than the father of Ali and Syifana.

Syifana nodded, still leaning on the chest of the field that began to wrinkle inedible age. "Sorry Syifa, Dad."

Hendra's father broke into a hug, from the corner of his eye still tears. He was very sad and devastated by the situation of his wife. Although he did not have a serious illness, his wife was easy to drop when getting events or bad news.

"Get your mom, son. He misses you so much" he said gently.

"Good, Dad. This all happened because of Syifa, if Syifa is not reckless like that, Mother will not experience pain like this," Syifana said with deep regret.

"Nasi has become porridge, Syifa. The important thing is never to repeat the same mistake again! Remember that mother is now easy to drop," Ali interrupted the conversation between the father and son.

"Rubber, Son. Your brother's words are very true, do not easily decide something without thinking first. Think about what the good and bad effects will be?" Hendra's father confirmed his first son's words.

Finished with the advice and advice given to the 17-year-old girl, Hendra's father finally pulled Syifana to enter the room where the wife was cared for.

Once inside the room, tears again inundated the corner of the eyes of the beautiful girl of Javanese and Sumatran blood. Without a second thought, Syifana ran to the bed that was becoming the resting place of the mother.

When it was near, Syifa stopped her steps. The girl stared at the infusion needle stuck in the mother's hand. It was like being pierced by an arrow when he saw his mother helpless. Tears just escaped when regret was deep.

"Mother," call Syifana softly.

Salma's mother did not respond to Syifana's call, making Hendra's father come closer. The middle-aged man held the hand of his wife who now looked very pale.

"Dad, why didn't you respond to Syifana's call?"

Seriate...