The Love Revenge of Mr. Alvin

Suicide

Syifana was surprised when she arrived at her room which is currently taken over by the man who was the victim of the accident earlier. The girl was silent at the door by smothering her own mouth.

Her beautiful eyes went around the area of the room that was usually neat and organized, now turned into a formless room. All the things in the room were scattered, sheets and pillows were ruffled. The chair is upside down, and do not forget the broken glass scattered on one side of the dressing table.

There a man she had helped lay with blood on his hands. Syifana who is usually deft in dealing with situations like this actually feels shock. What happened until the man just did a bad act like this?

The girl came to her surprise when from behind Bude Nur came in a hurry and pushed her body in the way.

"Why scream, Syifa?" bude Nur asked as she diverted the niece's body from the door.

"Yes Allah ..." Bude Nur immediately approached and raised his wrist which was still flowing fresh blood.

After being able to control himself from his surprise, Syifana approached and immediately grabbed the hand that was still held by Bude Nur.

"He killed himself, Bude."

"Yes, we need to get him to the hospital, Syifa!" Panicked Bude Nur immediately fled to Gevano's house, which had not yet arrived.

Syifa pressed firmly against the incision on the man's wrist with the intention of stopping the bleeding and the man was saved.

"Lo if you die shouldn't be in this house, where in my room again." Syifana is getting stronger pressing the former incision.

The teenage girl did not think that the accident victim she helped actually wanted to end her life. Then what was it for in the ravine he asked for help if finally at home it was suicide?

While Bude Nur, the woman rushed after Gevano to take them to the hospital. If left alone, the man would surely die.

Without knocking on the door of the house, Bude Nur barged into Gevan's house. He was indeed close to the Gevano family because when the Gevano family had just moved, was the first person to receive well without thinking about what happened to the family.

"Gevan," called Bude Nur while running into the house.

"Mbak Nur, why look for Gevan? Gevan was taking a bath again, "A woman not far from Bude Nur came out of the kitchen.

"Anu, Asna, Mham wants to take you to the Hospital."

"Mbak Nur is sick?" ask Asna curiously. The woman examined Bude Nur from head to toe, but found nothing strange in the body of the woman she thought was her brother.

"No, Ma'am is healthy, Asna. But the man was the one Syifa and Gevan were helping. He tried to kill himself" Bude Nur explained who the person they should save was.

"Suicide, Bude?" ask Gevan who just came out of his room. The man was still holding a towel to dry his thick hair.

"Yes, that's why." Bude Nur pulled Gevan's hand to help the man immediately.

Gevano was forced to follow Bude Nur's steps, although he was very tired. Yet his conscience cannot allow a person to lose life what else is a suicide path.

When Bude Nur and Gevano reached Syifa's room, the teenage girl was crying. I don't know what made her cry so much? don't they know each other? then why did Syifa cry over the foreign man? gevano.

"Come, Gevan. Lift him up, we take him to the hospital." Bude Nur encouraged Gevan who was just daydreaming beside him.

Gevano flinched and tried to master himself from his jealousy. The man thought that Shifana had a special relationship with the man who was still lying on the floor with a lot of blood.

Gevano tried to carry the weak body of the helpless man. With all my might, even though I felt heavy. But he must be strong at this time. There is a soul that needs his help.

"Why are you crying, Syifa?" bude Nur asked in astonishment that Syifana was crying over a stranger.

"Syifa Room, Bude. If that guy dies, keep Syifana's room haunted dong. It is his ghost that rich he is," Shifana chirped still with tears flowing.

Hearing the reason given by the nephew, Bude Nur stopped his steps and blocked Syifana's wrist making the girl also stop her steps. It was in this state and his nephew could still joke. Does Shifana no longer have a conscience?

"Are you crazy, Syifa? why do you think he went there? Astagfirullah hal adzim. Bude's ponakan has already lost his conscience,"

The girl rolled her eyes. How Bude Nur accused him of losing his conscience. If that's what he was trying to help the man when he was in the ravine, and don't forget the one that had pressed his wound so that the bleeding stopped was him. Is that not enough evidence if his humanity is still relatively high?

Gevano was caught off guard because the two women were arguing instead of getting in the car to take the man to the Hospital.

"Bude won't come?" jevano shouted loudly.

The two women turned their heads and immediately ran into the car. When Syifa will go into the back seat. Gevano stops Syifa by pulling Syifa's wrist.

"You're ahead, Syifa."

"No way, if I'm ahead. Who pressed the incision on him?" In addition to wanting to avoid Gevano, Syifana did think about the man. Don't let Bude Nur again accuse him of losing his empathy.

"Jude, Bude is ahead." The middle-aged woman got down and went back into the seat beside the steering wheel.

Forcibly, Gevano let go of the hand of his royal maiden. Syifana immediately went in after her hands were freed from that shitty man. He turned to the man beside him and immediately pressed back the incision marks that were still bleeding.

After getting into the steering wheel, Gevano drove his car to the nearest Hospital. The man was forced to drive his car at high speed. The man behind must have lost a lot of blood.

"Gevan, don't speed, son." Bude Nur touched Gevan's arm to calm him down.

Gevan only turned his head for a while but still did not reduce the speed of his car. They could not relax because the safety of the man was also his priority.

"Vano. You want to take me to the afterlife?"

Seriate...

Thanks For Reading...

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Sis, I brought a cool story recommendation. Drop by. Kak Ayi's work under the title Love Yourself.

To love without being loved... His closeness all this time with his brother's best friend was only considered as a sister, nothing more.

Anggita Nur Anggraini, commonly called Gita has fallen in love with her late brother's best friend. However, his love clapped one hand. Even he gave up his honor, unfortunately the man still did not see it.

Will his love be reciprocated?