Click Your Heart's
Part 82's

Tommy was asked to go home by his mother. He had repeatedly refused so Tommy felt bad for his mother.

When Tommy gets home he sees Lisa talking to Maya. Tommy frowned because he didn't know why Lisa was visiting.

"Tom, come join us," asked Maya.

"No Ma. Tommy wants to go to the room for a break," he refused.

"Don't do that, Lisa's been waiting for you a long time."

"What does he mean he's waiting for me? This woman broke up with Bayu and Devon and came looking for me? You don't know yourself" he said in his heart. He looked fed up at Lisa.

"Tante, stop. Tommy's tired of letting him rest. I want to go home aunty, too" said Lisa.

"Ah you are indeed an understanding woman," praised Maya.

Tommy rolled his eyes puffed. "Hurry and go and don't talk about everything!" Annoyed Tommy was so upset he just spoke in silence.

After Lisa leaves Maya scolds Tommy. "Why are you being disrespectful to women?" Ask Maya.

"Sorry Ma. I want a break." Tommy just passed by to his room. He threw himself on the bed. "It's awful to meet a woman who has an obsession like Lisa. Can't one prey he moved to the other prey and it will continue to be done until his wish is achieved" Tommy said, sighing softly.

"But I don't think Irene is like that, she's sweet" Tommy said, picturing Irene's face.

...***...

This morning Cindy was playing outside. He wanted to take a walk with his son in the park. "Sir, please take care of Cello for a while, yes, I want to go to the toilet" Cindy told Sari.

"Yes, Mom."

Cello asked to get off his stroller. He wants to play ball. While being thrown catch with Sari the ball that was thrown rolled into the road. But Cello was after him. Sari had tried to catch the toddler but a motorcycle first grazed the little boy.

Cindy to her place of origin. He saw a crowd of people. "What's wrong, ma'am?" Ask Cindy to someone I'm swarming with. He doesn't know if Cello got hit by a motor.

"That's a little boy getting hit" the mothers replied.

Cindy saw it too. How surprised he was when he saw Sari holding the head of Cello.

"Cello," Cindy sat down and cried hysterically.

"Please call the driver!" Shouting Cindy.

Cindy is terrified of losing her child. Cello was unconscious. Cindy kept crying because she didn't know how to wake up Cello.

"Please hold on dear" said Cindy amid her sobs.

"I'm sorry Mom who can't take care of it well" said Sari who felt guilty.

Cindy did not answer. He was eager to blame Sari but he did not want to charge recklessly.

Not unexpectedly they were even stuck in traffic. "Sir, is there no shortcut?" Cindy asked the driver.

"No ma'am" replied the driver.

Cindy looked at him. He saw an online motorcycle driver who was not carrying passengers. He went down while holding a still-blooded cello. He doesn't care what people say is important that his son's life is saved.

"Please get us to the hospital" Cindy asked the driver.

"Well, ma'am," she answered nervously as she was shocked to see mothers carrying young children in a fainting and bloody state.

Today is different from the old days. Instead of helping Cindy, people were busy filming the incident when Cindy took her son to the hospital with the help of an online motorcycle taxi. It was as if they were impromptu reporters.

Bayu who was opening his phone was surprised when there was a notification of the news. He who was curious then opened the contents of the news. How shocked he was when he saw the wife of his superior who became the news material.

"Sir, come with me to the hospital" Bayu asked.

"What's the Bay thing? Why are you suddenly taking me to the hospital?" Ask Devon.

Bayu then gave his cell phone. Devon was shocked when he saw her. Her eyes were reddening withstanding the crying. He rushed Cindy to the hospital.

Devon drives his car at high speed. Bayu was very worried about the state of his boss. But he gets stuck in traffic in the same place Cindy was on her way to the hospital.

Devon honked repeatedly to grab the attention of other motorists. "Hey, Sir. Don't be noisy, be patient!" Shouted another person who was sitting in front of his steering wheel control.

"Arrgh shit," said Devon while hitting the steering wheel in frustration.

In the hospital Cindy doesn't care about people talking about her bloodied self. Now he only thinks of the Cello being treated in the ER.

Shortly after, Sari and the driver caught up with her. "Mom, do I need to bring a change of clothes?" Ask Sari. Cindy nodded.

"Cindy," shouted someone at her.

Cindy's eyes again condensed to see the husband coming. "Baby, Cello.."

Plaques

Devon slapped Cindy's cheek hard. Sari and the driver who was looking shuddered in horror at the anger of his master. Cindy grimaced in pain and held onto her slap marks.

"Mas, why did you slap me?" Cindy asked confused.

"How can you fail to keep your child in the hospital like this?" Snatch Devon in public.

Deg

Sad, angry and disappointed that Cindy is now feeling when her husband accuses her like that. But he's not the wrong one. But explaining to Devon under these circumstances would be futile, he thought.

"I'm sorry" Cindy said softly.

Sari felt guilty. But he did not want to admit his negligent mistake in guarding Cello. He was very afraid that Devon would hit him too.

Soon the doctor who examined Cello came out. "How's my son Doc doing?" Ask Devon.

"The injury is quite severe sir, he has to receive a blood transfusion while type AB is currently empty at PMI" the doctor said.

"Take my blood Doc!" Cindy said.

"I'm also doc," Sari wanted to contribute.

"Jaga is also willing to dock," as well as the driver.

Devon felt moved by their kindness. But he looked cynically at Cindy. It was a very fatal mistake to make the life of Cello almost died he thought.

Bayu has just arrived. "How's your son doing sir?"

"He needs a lot of blood while the blood in the PMI is empty. Please find donors who have blood type AB. I'll pay the price of those who want to donate blood to my son" said Devon a little arrogantly.

"Good, Sir. I will announce it to our employees" Bayu said. Bayu also moved from that place.

Devon waited outside looking at his weakly lying son through the room's glass. "If my blood type is appropriate, I'll donate as much as you need." Her tears were already dripping down her cheeks.