TOUCH MY HEART'S
Episode 29's
Medan that afternoon
looks cloudy. The clouds are agitated. Covering some of the skyscrapers
the skies. Drops of rainwater began to pour down on parts of the city
Terrain.
That night the streets were wet. Titin, Marcel and other friends gathered at a roadside cafe. Titin interesting
resulting dark color leather jacket. The air is still cold, but it feels hot
I saw another biker gang across the street.
Titin watched Marcel who was busy
talk to another friend. They are waiting for the agreed time. Titins
holding his hand on his chest. That night was cold. It wasn't long before Marcel approached her. Carrying canned drinks. He gave it to Titin and sat down
next to. Titin looked cold.
“Why are you, Tin?”ask Marcel.
“Hm... I'm still not ready, Cel.”
“Already... Don't worry. You're not this once
aja race.”
“But my feeling is not good.”
“Come, Tin. Don't dim your spirits. It's for the sake of
your dream all along. If not, why are you traveling on the highway?”
Titin. “I'm not in the mood,”
“No mood? Hey.. what are you.
think of? I'm here with the others,”
“You're in the race too?”
“Yes, I'll be with you.” Marcel.
Ten o'clock at night, Marcel, Titin and
his friends headed to the race location. There are a lot of motorcycle gangs
who wants to race. The sound of their motor roaring gave off a thick smoke.
Titin wore a leather jacket and gloves. Shoes
tight kets and jeans. He checked his motor. Ensure all machines are inside
standby state. Round one
it's beginning. Titin went into the second round.
The night is hot. Motor smoke billowed along the way.
Small flags flying. Their faces looked tense, while Marcel
there was no visible nose. I don't know where the kid is. He said he was looking for a drink, but it hasn't been an hour.
Titin started to get nervous. His eyes were looking for Marcel.
Marcel's friends are invisible, too. They had gathered together
Titins. Now everything is like a blur from the face of the earth. Titin gets on his bike
race limiter.
“Prepared...!” Audible
the speaker gave a signal. Titin's on standby on his bike.
“Five, four, three, two, one…. Dooorrr.
BRUUUMMMM.
high speed. The trees look great. Titin pull the lever
gas strong. The boisterous sound of cheers and the roar of the motor made him excited. Yet
on the way he saw Marcel giggling together
Meta. They were on the roadside away from the starting point. Titin is not
concentrations. The shadow of Marcel and Meta disturbed his heart. Emotion Titin
explosiveness. It turns out Marcel tricked him. Marcel is not in the race. He even made out with Meta.
“Cueh..!” Titin cursed with heart
grievous. Not to mention the problems at home now he is faced with problems
heart and feeling.
Titin motor. He really
inner depressed. Tears welled. He was really tired of living. With
all the emotions he overflows in motor racing. Titin pulls the gas lever strong and not
controllable.
JEBRAAAANK….
A terrible voice rang out that night. Titins
lying on the road. He was dragged a few meters. The kids are freaking out, panicking and
squeals. Marcel left the motor racing arena together
Meta.
The police car got word
from someone. The children of the motorcycle gang in the fog saved themselves. Some of them exist
the captured.
The ambulance arrived at the scene after a few minutes
later then. Bringing an unconscious Titin.
While on the other hand, Gibran was chasing after Marcel. Marcel
the next target he must finish. When you see Marcel's motor running
fast, Gibran was chasing him with a fairly high speed. Motor roaring
with a voice that grips the eardrum.
rearview mirror, someone is following him. Marcel was blingsatan
replacing pull teeth and clos. Meta embraced Marcel closely. At the intersection
the Marcel bend turns and makes the Meta handle detach. Meta also crashed
and fall on the road rolling.
Gibran continues to hunt down Marcel with a vengeance
smoulder. Marcel's T-junction is uncontrolled and out of control. The motor bounced when it hit
a hole in the middle of the road.
BRAAAKKK. Marcel's bike crashed far away and Marcel
hit on the black street. Gibran stopped his motorcycle and got off while
carrying a long iron. He approached Marcel, who had fallen and
wound penh. He whimpers in pain.
BUUGGGHS.
A blow to Marcel's back, made the guy hold his breath and hurt a lot.
Gibran who was still wearing a helmet stared intently at Marcel. Gibran remembered what
it was Marcel two years ago. He hit his girlfriend with a brush
to death. Now the iron was in Gibran's hands and Gibran hit Marcel in the
head section.
LUMBER…
Marcel's body jolted down the road and blood flowed
from head. Gibran just left that guy. Marcel is dying
and he died that night too.
Titin is in the ICU. He was injured in the head, hands
and feet.
Hartati.
walk down the corridor to Titin's room. Sometimes he wiped his tears.
I hope Titin is okay. In the waiting room was Toni. Hartati cried
approaching the ICU.
“How's Titin, Ton?”
Toni. “Not yet, Ma. Doctor has not been out of ICU room,” said
Toni heavy. Hartati sat in the chair.
“Titin...Titin... why do you not want to obey the advice of mama..” murmured.
Hartati felt guilty. Toni stroked Hartati's shoulder.
“Already, Ma. It's not my mom's fault. All the will of God,”
“But mama couldn't prevent it, Ton. Mama failed to be a mother,”
Hartati.
“No, Ma. Mama was an angel,”
Hartati wiped the air. The Lord and the Lord appeared from afar. They
half run towards the ICU.
“Ma, how about Titin?” ask Hendrawan
when we got to the waiting room.
“Doctor is not out yet,”Answer Hartati flat.
Hendrawan looked cynically at Toni. “Do you want the boy to come here?” tannya
kettle.
“Toni took Titin to the hospital. Papa don't blaspheme him
continuous. Is the child in the female womb a legitimate child?”
Hendrawan. He could not say anything after
dihardic Hartati. Hendrawan still doesn't want Toni to be close to
his family. The gods just stand far away from them. Spent a few sticks
cigarette.
Doctor Bahtiar came out while opening his mask. Hartati and Hendrawan
immediately approached and asked.
“How is my son, doc?” ask Hendrawan worriedly.
“Your child is fine. He's still unconscious and has a lot of rest,”
“Thank you, doc,”
One by one they saw the condition of Titin who had not yet awakened. Hartati
keep praying that Titin is given strength. They sat in the waiting room.
It's early morning.
Hendrawan pampit first. There's work he has to finish. So too
with Gods. The 1 billion project he had to work on before the inspectors
down field. Hartati and Toni are sitting in the waiting room.
“Mama rest first. Let Toni take care of Titin,”
“Yah..mama titip Titin yes, Ton,”.
Toni nodded. “Ya, Ma..”
Hartati moved and slowly stepped her legs. His head feels
swirling. Probably because of exhaustion all night. He wants to take a break.
Lately his condition has weakened. His head was like being pierced by giant nails.
