True Said Mamah

Chapter 53

[Out again dong ]

Caittt!

Bruugh!

Naas for Anan. When he was able to escape from his captors, he was not able to escape the death that surrounded him.

When Anan ran across the road, at that moment the car that had been chasing Zidan's car, suddenly appeared and hit him.

"Annaaannn!"

"Annaaannn!"

Zidan and Septy together. While Abhi was only flabbergasted to see the accident right in front of his eyes.

Anan bounced a few meters. The car that hit him just ran away. Same with the car that kidnapped her.

***

"Anan!!!" Mamah Yati awoke by shouting her daughter's name.

"What's up, Ma'am?" ask aunt Ranti who has been guarding Mamah Yati.

"Mother nightmare again?" the question is starting to get anxious again.

"My daughter... Anan." Mamah Yati's tears began to flow down both of her cheeks.

"I saw him sad. And for some reason, I felt something very precious to me, lost somewhere."

Mamah Yati wiped her tears. He also thought of something.

"Ranti, can you call Arya's nak's number through that phone?"

Ranti also grabbed a phone designated by Mamah Yati. He searched Arya's contact number on the phone, and met her.

Aunt Ranti tried to dial the number. But only answered by the beautiful voice of the operator. And so on up to 3 times.

Aunt Ranti shook her head hinting there was no answer. Making mamah Yati even more sad and worried.

***

In other parts of the world, at local time.

Suddenly the glass held by Mr. Kemal slipped from his grasp. Tonight, Mr. Kemal cannot sleep. Despite trying to close his eyes, Mr. Kemal still struggled.

His heart was agitated, his mind floating around imagining something that he himself found difficult to describe. But there is one name that always disturbs his soul and mind.

As it was difficult to close his eyes, Mr. Kemal came out of his room to the kitchen to fetch a glass of drinking water, hoping to calm his mind.

"Anan" he said slowly.

"Who is this girl? What's my relationship with him? Why do I miss him?" Question after question swirled like a sea whirlpool on the head of Mr. Kemal.

"And now, I feel very worried about him."

Mr. Kemal took a long breath. Along with that, Raka came because she heard the sound of broken glass falling.

"Sir, is it okay?" raka asked as soon as he arrived at the kitchen of the apartment owned by Mr. Kemal.

"No need!" prevent the kemal master who watched Raka want to pick up broken glass scattered on the floor, ignoring Raka's question.

Raka who had half bent back straightened her body.

"But sir, ART used to clean this apartment, it will come in the morning, sir," explained Raka.

"Yes already. You clean up." Mr. Kemal stepped out of Raka who was cleaning the floor.

Raka looked at her superior back questioningly.

"What's wrong with sir? Just this time I saw him this story," Raka muttered on the side he put the broken glass into the garbage bag.

Just now that Raka finished washing her hands, Mr. Kemal came over.

"Raka."

Raka turned, "Yes, sir," he said.

Mr. Kemal walked towards the dining table which was not far from Raka's standing position. Sit in one of the chairs there.

Raka approached mr. Kemal.

"What can I do, sir?" tanyanya offered herself.

"Raka, have I ever asked you to do a job outside of an office job before?"

"What time are we meeting with Mr Arata?" ask mr. Kemal.

"Am 9 a.m., Mister," answered Raka who was standing next to Mr. Kemal.

"alright. After the meeting, you booked a ticket for us to return to Indonesia."

"Sorry, Sir. Then what about the audit process here, sir?" ask Raka, reminding.

"In the morning you convey to Mr. Tris and some of his subordinates to go to Japan and complete the audit process here" said Mr. Kemal.

Mr. Kemal stood up from his seat and began to swing his footsteps. But just a few steps, he stopped and turned to face Raka.

"Raka, have you ever felt something that you yourself don't know what it is?" his tanyanya, made Raka frown confused.

Not yet Raka opened his mouth, Mr. Kemal again voiced.

"That's it. You just rest. We'll go straight to the meeting place in the morning."

Mr. Kemal turned his back on Raka who was staring in confusion.

***

Zidan, Septy, and Abhizar immediately ran to Anan's body lying on the side of the road.

And how surprised Abhi to see who the girl who became a victim of kidnapping and hit-and-run.

His blood immediately boiled. His jaw hardened and both hands clenched. He's really wrathful. How not. This girl who made him fall in love became a victim of someone's selfishness.

Zidan held Anan's head. He called out Anan's name while patting the cheeks of the girl who was currently unconscious.

While Septy cried and shouted hysterically at the state of Anan who was very far from the word 'good'.

Anan's head was spitting out fresh blood. Almost all parts of the dress Anan wore were covered in blood. And some wounds on other parts of the body.

Without waiting for long, Zidan lifts Anan's body and takes him to the car.

They rushed to the hospital. This time Abhi was driving. Even with emotions mixed with sadness, Abhi remained focused on driving. Abhi occasionally glanced at Anan who was lying on Zidan's lap in the back seat through the middle glass.

Abhi gripped the steering wheel of Zidan's car. Seeing Anan's condition really made him ride the apoplexy.

"Whoever does it, I make sure he'll rot in jail" he murmured inwardly.

Septy didn't stop crying. Although he sat next to Abhi, but along the way his hand never let go holding Anan's hand.

"Anan," Septy said in a sitting position that tended to face Abhi.

A drop of Zidan's tears fell right on Anan's face. Zidan was crying this time when he was an adult. Abhi who occasionally glanced at Zidan unintentionally witnessed that. Abhi questions Zidan's relationship with Anan.

"Will I compete with my best friend?" mumbling impales. Thought Zidan also had the same feelings as her towards Anan.

"Oh shit! I shouldn't be thinking about that right now." Abhi is back.

Zidan's cell phone makes Abhi and Septy stare at Zidan. Zidan immediately grabbed his smart phone. Without noticing who was contacting him, Zidan immediately answered the call.

"Have you arrived?" ask Dr. Sandra as soon as the call is connected.

Instead of answering, Zidan kept his phone away from his ear and saw who called him.

"Hello...?" Not getting an answer, Sandra's doctor spoke again.

"Yeah, Mah."

"You've arrived, haven't you? Did you meet Anan? Where is Anan now? Mamah wants to talk, Mamah kangen you see," thronged doctor Sandra who was impatient to hear Anan's voice.

Zidan is confused as to how to deliver the news about Anan's accident to his mother.

"Mah... ."

"What's wrong with you, honey? You sound weird. You're doing okay, right? Where is Anan? " Sandra's doctor is after Zidan.

Tbc...

Author says Happy Eid Al-Fitr 1 Shawwal 1442 H/2021 M.

Taqaballahu Minna Waminkum, Minal Aidhin Wal Faidzin Kullu Amin Wa Antum Bikhoir Please Sorry Birth And Inner.