Waiting Morning
Jogja... Romantic
Nizar took Beena to his car. While Bang Billy still looks panicked to see Beena is still unconscious.
" Bang can control the steering?I'm behind nemenin Beena".
"Ok, but you're the navigator, right? I don't understand the road here"
Nizar nodded, holding Beena's wound with a cotton swab. Blood was still flowing, he was worried that if Beena would bleed mostly, it would be bad for the woman he loved.
" Front turn right bang"
Billy still stayed with the cue Nizar gave.
"Still away Zar?"
Billy looks riled up .
"No bang, just pause. Front there's a straight fork, keep turning right".
Gunung Kidul road that is not as smooth as the streets of Jakarta makes Billy can not speed. That means he can't take Beena quickly to the hospital.
Finally the three of them headed to RS .
"Good night doctor Nizar"
Sapa a male nurse who came to us with a push gurney.
Nizar who was a little panicked at that time, he did not return the nurse's greeting. He smiled and immediately pushed the gurney into the IGD room, assisted by the nurse, and followed Billy.
Nizar took immediate action. Nizar who sewed the wound directly Beena, assisted by a female nurse.
Billy pacing in the waiting room. Time felt long for him to wait for Nizar's appearance from the IGD space.
After 30 minutes Beena realized, there is no need for local anesthesia for medical treatment this time.
A nurse of short hair, with her sweet smile checked Beena's tension.
"Where's sus?"
"The temperature is 120/100 docks, the temperature is normal".
"Thank you, sus"
Beena started to open her eyelids. He nodded his eyes repeatedly.
Ensuring correctly that the place he is in right now is a different place than before.
He looked at the back of the man not far from his bed.
Glancing in different directions, there was a large oxygen tube.
Nizar turned around, though,
" You're conscious, Na?"
"I'm where's mas?"
"You're in the hospital, you just fainted from bleeding a lot".
Beena looked at her left leg which was now cleaner, did not bleed anymore and was covered with gauze neatly different when Reyna closed it with cotton earlier.
Nizar washes his hands in the sink, then walks over to the gurney where Beena was laying down.
"See, I'm calling Billy bang"
Nizar exited the IGD room.
Billy quickly approached her.
" How's Beena doing, Zar?
"She's already conscious bang, just go in"
Nizar and Billy go back into the IGD room.
" How is Na?, still sick?"
Beena grinned,
“ No one worries about the injury, right, Zar? “ ask Billy.
“ No, but must wait to dry first to get active. Don't get exposed to water for a while”.
"Should it be opname?"
"Gang bang, this run out can also go home"
Beena was relieved when Nizar gave the news that he did not need to be treated.
“ Thank goodness, the coverage is also done. The plan is the day after we get home. But considering Beena's still hurt maybe we're undur”
“ Sorry doc, can we help you again?” ask the nurse who helped Nizar while tidying up the medical equipment that has been used.
“ No mbak, thank you ya”.
“Then I excuse dok”
Nizar nodded, letting go of the nurse.
“ Oh yeah bang, I'm asking permission. Let Beena take me home to home” asked Nizar.
Billy glanced at Beena asking for approval.
" Don't I go with Billy? poor Reyna". Beena begged a little.
" Na, look at your condition"
With health reasons, Billy finally managed to persuade Beena to come with Nizar.
With the help of a wheelchair, Beena headed to Nizar's car in the special parking lot of the doctors. Not too far from the entrance.
Nizar opens Billy's front door back to the homestay with an ojek, while Nizar and Beena return to Bantul..
Billy returned to the homestay by motorcycle taxi and Beena returned to Bantul.
It was heartless to see the woman he loved hurt. On the way to Beena's stomach bump.
Suddenly Nizar parked the Nissan he drove in the hills.
Doubt with hunger. This time is certainly not a good time to argue.
The logic can't be denied if he needs logistics.
Remember Beena, logic is directly proportional to logistics.
He muttered, at least the stomach first before he had to fight hard with Nizar.
Beena who was still confused still did not make him shut up and finally asked.
“ How to stop here mas?”
“ You haven't eaten? Your belly band gitu”.
Akbar turned off the car engine and walked outwards, toward the Beena side car door.
Without hearing the answer from Beena.p
“ Yes , it was not yet mas”.
Beena answered, which Nizar did not hear.
Chequek, czech,
the door opened from the outside.
“ Let's go down”
Beena struggled to get out of the car with a slight pain in her leg. Without a second thought, Nizar immediately lifted Beena's body towards the available seat on one side of the hill.
With a bit of surprise Beena responded to Nizar's actions.
“ It's an emergency, your father won't scold me just for carrying you” whispered Nizar.
With both hands Beena covered her face holding back the embarrassment of being seen by some hill visitors.
“ Romance...” chirps one of the visitors.
Nizar smiled sweetly.
“ Put me down mas, I'm not a patient. Still strong jalan”
Unconcerned by Beena's words and the punch that landed on her chest, Nizar still held her back.
“ Lek..” Nizar called one of the merchant assistants.
“ Nggeh mas, want to order what?”
“ Grilled corn 1, toast 1 same wedang ginger ga pack milky”
“ Wedang how many mas?”
“ Dua”
“ Do not pack all milk?” ask waiter.
Nizar glanced at Beena.
“ Same, I also do not use”
“ Oh ngggeh, awaited for a while mas, mbak”
Beena directed her gaze in all directions, the average visitor here is a teenage couple.
“ What is this place mas?
“ It's name star hill, romantic ga?”
“ Beautiful..” one word that comes out of thin lips with a blushing smile.
Beena replied in a beautiful word instead of romantic. In this place he can see the silhouette beauty of Mount Merbabu and Mount Merapi from a distance which is refracted by the lights all over Jogjakarta.
“ So this is the place to date? We're not dating, are we?”
“ Why? no likes? “
Beena intended to answer directly, but the waiter came to bring the order. He immediately ate grilled corn because his stomach was no longer able to compromise. And forget the question he asked Nizar.
After the stomach is filled and enough to enjoy the view of Bukit Bintang which spoils every eye of its visitors. Beena asks to go home immediately, and forbids Nizar from telling her about the fall of Beena on Ancient Mountain.
After all this is part of the consequences of his work, after all, this is only a sewing wound of less than 10 centimeters. According to him, there are still many risks experienced by news hunters out there that are worse than him, even betting their lives even if they are ready.
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