Me, Khanza
The Great Fear...

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The chirping of a small bird was clearly heard in Khanza's ear and the sound of a reverberating Adhan woke him from a deep sleep that felt increasingly cold but when he opened his eyes slowly he now saw that Taro and Zizi hugging him tightly so he smiled little see the two alternately even he was warm even though the morning wind was blowing loudly greet him, not long after Khanza shifted their hands slowly one by one then he rose with a sitting while looking at Taro and Zizi.

In an instant Khanza shed tears because he remembered the figure of Hayati when he and Zizi had slept together with Hayati let alone his position exactly like today when Khanza also Zizi hugged Hayati so tightly that the warmth was still felt by Khanza but he had clenched his hands because he had been thrown away like garbage, like garbage, that was his thought so he immediately wiped the tears that fell on his cheek and closed his eyes and occasionally shook his head because he wanted to throw away his memories when with Hayati.

"Mother... Khanza was very longed," lirih Khanza for a moment he returned to shed tears even though he was determined to forget it but it was hard for him to forget the figure of Hayati, moreover, he had a dream Hayati and from that dream Hayati kissed his forehead repeatedly how happy Khanza in the dream as if he did not want to wake up even though just a dream but happiness can be he felt it after he woke up from his dream.

Now Khanza sobbed in his tears even though he closed his mouth but the cry made Zizi wake up from his sleep and swiftly Khanza wiped his tears and set his breath while sighing.

"Sir, what's wrong?" asked Zizi who was sitting next to Khanza while his sister was seen rubbing both eyes and touching the shoulder of the brother with a small smile.

"Ah there's nothing Zi, sister just woke up so brother's eyes let in dust when the wind blew here," khanza replied, looking for the right reason while continuing to wipe the remaining tears on her cheeks to the side.

"But it seems like big brother just cried, is big brother lying to Zizi?" he asked again because he felt that Khanza was looking for a diversion.

"No Zi, big brother why lie to you? you don't cry, you can see my eyes don't have tears, right?" kilah Khanza again so he tried to cover it even though he had to find an excuse because he did not want his sister also felt sad like him.

"Son, if lying is sinful, didn't you teach Zizi not to lie to anyone?" speak wisely Zizi so that Khanza flashed a wide smile while stroking Zizi's hair which he felt very fine.

"It's already! we pray yuk later the time to run out," asked the brother deliberately cut off Zizi's speech because he did not know to answer it like let alone why he said so.

"Hm, all right, brother."

Zizi got up from his seat after his hand was held by Khanza and both of them walked towards the well because the bathroom was not inside but outside the hut and when they came to the place it looked khanza is drawing slowly because he used to draw water in his own house when his mother was with him.

"It looks like this well is very deep, Zi remembered yes, never play here because of danger! did you hear what you said just now?" khanza said he also cast a stern eye as he continued to draw water and continuously filled the water into the bucket.

"Yes brother. Zizi will remember brother's message," Zizi also nods his head and he eagerly washed his face first.

"Smart child," the praise was clearly heard in the ears of the sister so that her brother smiled cheerfully at her brother.

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"Mrs, are you conscious?" greet a nurse right next to Hayati.

Yeap, currently Hayati is opening her eyes slowly and hearing the greeting sound of a woman and she sees faintly that the woman is wearing hospital clothes.

"Where am I?" asked Hayati who seemed to be trying to get up even though she was still in a weak state.

"Madamum don't move much first yes because the mistress is still in a weak condition and thank God the mistress has realized" said the nurse as she stroked slowly the back of Hayati's hand. "The lady is now in the hospital but the mistress' family is not there they said they will return because they have come home from last night," continued the nurse also very kindly staring at Hayati.

"family?" asked Hayati cacklingly and felt her hands tremble when she heard the words of the nurse just now.

Was I taken by them? nope-no! I have to run away, I can't be with them! I have to find Alsha and Zizi, yes! I have to run away now! batin Hayati said so that she immediately pulled out the infusion hose in her hand even spurted her blood splattered on the floor.

"Madam is calm, madam, don't be like this" boisterous the nurse tried to hold Hayati as hard as she could.

"No, I have to get out of this hospital?!" yelled Hayati because she was held firmly by the nurse so Hayati forcefully wanted to take off the nurse's hand on both shoulders.

"Mrs the condition of the mistress is not stable, madam calm yourself!" he held back even though Hayati had clawed his hand.

"I beg you to let me get out of here because they bad guys have no conscience so please let me go, I beg you!" sobs Hayati's voice broke instantly but the nurse continued to hold Hayati's body even though her hand had been injured by the scratches from Hayati.

Quickly the nurse moved in the other direction so that he began to put sedatives into the injection and then he also occasionally saw Hayati had almost moved down from his mattress after he removed his grip from the bed shoulders Hayati.

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The sound of the door of the room in the room Hayati opened wide and instantly Hayati widened her eyes looking straight ahead.

"What's this?" greet a man standing firmly.

The nurse also Hayati fell silent as the man greeted them with a faint smile on his lips.

^^^To be continued^^^^

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...Quote :...

Is that fear? have you experienced it? of course every human being has ever experienced fear and for that the most powerful drug against fear by counting 1-3 while breathing out repeatedly, because fear must be faced not in avoiding ''the 'did' of the 'did's