The Thorn in the Family

The Day Tragedy

“Risma beware!” The dance screamed very loudly, it also ran as hard as it could.

“Risma..”

Bugs....

Hit-and-run is inevitable. All the attention of the people around the school was directed to Risma. The little girl who is happy today. She is like a princess who wears a princess dress with a tiara on her head. He wants to show the Mother if today gets a champion. First place in the Father's Day race at school. Ever since he was a child, he never felt the love of a father. His life felt complete just a few months while with Randi first. But a few months later, everything becomes limp, feeling only the one-sided affection of a single mother.

But today, he has found a new angel figure that makes his life back intact like a child in general. The presence of Rama, which makes him able to go home to bring a masterpiece, even got the first champion in the race.

Dari, who realized her son had fallen sprawled in the schoolyard immediately ran at full speed. He just ran away to see the condition of his son. The plastic containing the various foods in his hand had simply decayed. He did not care about it, at this time the most important thing is the condition of his son.

He ran back, with tears in his eyes. His voice called out the name of the child. Their eyes met each other even though the two were still at a distance.

“Risma, darling. Risma nak” Dance embraces her son in cuddling. The white glue that wrapped his body splattered red, as if as a silent witness of what had just happened to the child.

“Down...

“Mother I won the race” he replied weakly, even tending to be inaudible. His hand was still holding onto the sheet of dyeing paper, while his next hand was carrying a trophy. A moment later everything he carried just fell to the ground. He lost his power.

“Iya son, yes you are great. Risma persisted yes, you strong” stuffing Dance, more decay when hearing the words of the child, it's true that Risma just wanted to share her story with the Mother. He wanted to tell me how happy today is. Some people go inside looking for the whereabouts of Rama who is still in the bathroom. Some people prepare cars for the hospital.

“Dark delay” the little girl's moans, in the midst of her pain, her gaze feels blurry. Slowly the boisterous sounds of the people around him disappeared even inaudible at all. The appearance is getting faint, even tends to darken. Slowly Risma closed her eyes. He fell helplessly with the many wounds on his body. Red liquid flowed on his forehead as well as his legs.

“What happened to Risma?” rama asked, who had just come out. He ran very fast. Crouching next to Risma. His eyes rolled, staring around the panicked-looking area.

“T-and-run” answered some of the people surrounding Risma back then.

Rama quickly took over the position, he checked several vital tools that were on Risma. Immediately he did what he could do.

“Melemah” said softly when checking Risma's pulse, Rama's words made Tari turn and more afraid. His hands shook violently, even his legs also squeezed when he saw the child sprawled like this.

Niu.niu.

Immediately the medical officer immediately brought Risma into the ambulance. Rama also, he helped the evacuation that existed. Rama was panicked and scared. But he could still master the circumstances, considering he was a Doctor who was already accustomed to this kind of position.

“Risma” groans Dance in her tears. The woman was still sitting at the scene. His feet did not have the strength to stand, his bones softened and his body trembled. Rama on standby, immediately memapah Tari drove him to Ambulance to accompany Risma there. Not only Dari, Rama also entered the same vehicle.

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Ten minutes passed and they arrived at the hospital where Rama worked. Ambulance car stepped with super power. Split a pretty solid road that afternoon. He broke through everything that was blocking his path. To save the life that is in it.

“Please, please save the child just” said Tari in between her tears, when Risma had just entered the IGD inside the hospital. He still forced to come into the room, to see the actions that the medics were doing there.

“Pardon me, Mom can't come in. Please wait outside. And finish the administration, let us handle it” said one of the nurses who stood at the door, he was blocking the pace of Dance who wanted to go in there.

“Do your best, they are my brother” Rama told medics. Of course they knew him because Rama was one of the best Doctors in that hospital. Rama quickly grabbed Dance's body, took her to sit in the hospital corridor, he tried to calm the state of Dance.

“I'm sorry I” said calmly as Tari's sobs began to subside. He spoke quietly and a trembling voice almost stuck in his throat.

“I'm sorry Tar, I have neglected to keep Risma” Rama turned towards Dari, when the woman did not give any response.

“You can be angry and hate me. Everything that happened today was outside of me. I've been trying to take care of her, just that I couldn't hold back my wish to go to the bathroom. Sorry” Tangis Rama also decayed, this is the first time he returned to tears after the departure of the wife a few years ago. There was a fear that could not be explained at the time. He was very scared, afraid to lose back in his life. Afraid that half of his newly filled soul will return to his forced snatch by the owner of life.

“This is not your fault Mas, this is a disaster for my family” replied Tari with a raucous voice, he is still trying to toughen up even though his heart is being lost beyond measure.

“We should both pray for the good of Risma, without having to blame each other and feel guilty. All have become a line from him” Dance back sound.

Quiescent.

The atmosphere became silent and quiet. Dari and Rama are both drowning in her guilt for Risma. They sat with each other apart giving distance in one of the patient waiting chairs in the hallway of the hospital corridor.

Dance down, her lips do not stop talking. Spruce up a series of prayer verses to adore the power. Hope for his help and compassion for the safety of the child.

O God, O Lord. I put someone I love so much in my life in your hands. Embrace him in your kindness and help. Help him get through this. O Allah, O Lord, the Healer of all pain present in your servants. I ask for your help and give your hand for the salvation of my son.

The same thing was done by Rama. The man sat down leaning against one of the stainless chairs. He put his head there. Staring at the hospital ceiling with nanar. Rama was seducing his Lord.

O God, O Lord. Save her, the little girl who just appeared graced my life. Help him get through this difficult time. There is no help except from you. There is no healing except with your permission. I ask for help and kindness for him.

The IGD door opened, one of the nurses came out of there. Rama and dance ran

get over there.

“How is my child's condition?” ask Dance in panic