
"PRANK!!!"
A sound of broken glass was heard clearly echoing in the living room of the Arland house. Arland immediately ran towards the direction of the sound.
"MUH!" arland shouted as he saw the figure of the woman he loved lying unconscious with broken glass scattered around him. "Mom, why?" Arland patted Linda on the cheek, but Linda was completely unconscious.
With all her strength Arland lifted Linda's body that was quite contained then moved her to the sofa. Arland pulls out the car and takes Linda to the hospital.
The car is traveling at high speed. Arland is in a state of turmoil with Linda still lying unconscious.
"Armgh!!!" shouted Arland spilled his anger while hitting the steering wheel in his grasp. His emotions were uncontrollably stirring. His eyes were reddened with tears still gathering forming shards of glass in his eyes.
"Irene, you'll know the consequences of dealing with me!" For Arland right now, Irene was the only woman he hated the most. He ruined his life and his family.
20 Minutes passed, Arland had reached the ER of a large hospital. Several health workers greeted her and took Linda blankar to the examination room. Arland is in a direction. He rubbed his face violently, his hands clenched and the wall became his impingement all his anger.
"Armghh!!!" arland Dengus.
Arland was sitting in the waiting room with both hands cupped to his head which felt throbbing pain. It hurts even more that his heart is now not ready if he has to lose the only woman he loves.
Elsewhere, Kezia was pacing around in her room. His mind kept on linking to Arland. Arland's promise to contact her was not fulfilled. With all her courage Kezia tried to contact Arland first. I don't know, his feelings at the moment are very bad, worried that something happened to Arland.
Kezia started calling Arland. In a huff he waited for Arland to answer his phone. One call has no answer. Kezia's feelings are getting thinner. Kezia knows that Arland is currently in an unpleasant condition related to his parents' company.
Kezia's second call did. His fingers tapped on the study table in front of him.
"Hello.." a voice made Kezia stunned. Arland's voice that he doesn't usually hear.
"Land, where are you?"
There was a rough breathing from Arland's mouth. "Hospital." he said, closing his eyes.
"Huh? Who's sick?" Sure enough, maybe this is what makes Kezia's feelings erratic.
"Mamih fainted." said Arland in a trembling voice.
Kezia's body felt so weak. The shadow of Arland was alone in its sadness, vividly reflected in Kezia's mind.
"Send the address, I'm going there the same papah." asserted Kezia without waiting for Arland's answer. Arland's hand just drooped. Tears are shed without being asked. He tried to strengthen himself, but it was very difficult because it needed a shoulder to lean on and needed a friend to calm him.
Kezia changed clothes. It's Martin's room that's probably almost asleep.
"Bah, please anter zia to the hospital! Mamih arland is in the hospital!" Kezia said in a hurry.
Without asking much, Martin immediately came out and followed Kezia's request.
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The not-so-distant journey to the hospital, felt so long for Kezia. Martin understood very well the hardness of his daughter who had been stomping her feet while biting her fingers.
As soon as he reached the hospital, Kezia immediately went downstairs and ran in search of Arland. From a distance, Arland was bowed lethargic on one of the waiting room benches. Kezia tried to control his own emotions before approaching Arland. He wants to strengthen Arland, so he himself must first be strong.
"Land..." Kezia sat beside the arland who was still unaware of his arrival. Arland raised his face when he realized Kezia's voice was disturbing his daydream. His eyes look red and watery.
"Key..." Arland was suffocated, bowed. He was still trying to hide his sadness in front of Kezia.
"You are strong, all will be well." said Kezia while gently rubbing arland's back. Arland nodded with tears still in his custody. He pressed the corner of his eye but in fact it did not manage to hold back the pace of his tears. For once he cried in front of a woman.
Kezia hugged Arland tightly.His bent shoulders he gently rubbed. Long enough Arland sobbed and spilled all his unrest and anger.
"Thank you key, thank you for being there for me." said Arland who began to control himself. How grateful he was that the girl he loved accompanied him to his most difficult time.
Kezia nodded with a smile. "strong, aunt linda needs you land." said Kezia while looking at Arland warmly.
Arland nodded in response. He looked at the face that was so soothing to him peacefully. He is so grateful.
"Linda's family?" said a woman who came out of the treatment room.
"The patient is aware, will soon be moved to the treatment room but, the condition of his heart is not good, it is expected that the family can still maintain the mental health of the patient" said the doctor. Arland and Kezia understood.
"Can I see now Doc?" pinta Arland's.
"Please.." said the woman kindly.
Arland immediately entered and approached Linda who was lying weakly on the bed. His lips smiled at Arland's arrival. Meanwhile, Kezia and Martin choose to wait in the waiting room.
"Well, how's mamih feeling? What's that hurting?" arland asked as he clasped Linda's cold hand.
"Mamih has been meningan land, just a little bit a minute." said Linda slowly.
"Thank God, you have to be healthy, you have to be strong. We promised to start from scratch" said Arland, who fell on Linda's arm.
"Look at this mamih hero, is mature, handsome and very fond of mamih. Mamih is proud of you, son." Linda said with great earnestness.
Arland kissed Linda's forehead affectionately. The woman who gave birth to him is not as young as before, not as strong as before and it is her duty to love him.
"Mih, there's an arland nengokin mamih, do you want to see me?" tawar Arland's.
"Of course I love.." said Linda.
Arland immediately exited the room and asked Kezia to come in. After asking Martin for permission, Arland entered with Kezia.
"Well, who's this pretty girl's land?" linda asked when she saw Kezia coming over to her.
"Good night aunt, I'm kezia.." said Kezia introduced himself.
"Oohh kezia... Sit here, son.." Linda said as she patted the empty space next to her.
Kezia approached, sitting by Linda's bed.
"What aunt, is it good?"
"Udah good darling, there is only a little bit more. Thank you tengokin aunt and temenin arland." said Linda gently. Sometimes he turned to Arland who could not escape his eyes from Kezia.
Chat after chat just passed by. Linda felt like she had a friend to tell her stories and even laughed lightly. For a while he could forget the pain in his chest while spending time with Kezia. Linda only has Arland as her son, certainly different when compared to telling stories with girls.
Linda's hand held Kezia's hand tightly, a sign she felt very comfortable sharing the story with the girl Arland introduced.
"Key, thank you for making me smile again... Thank you for being by my side when I'm down." Inner Arland looked at Kezia with admiration.
"Tante rest ya, tomorrow key play again here." Kezia ended the conversation tonight.
"Yes son, thank you... Tomorrow we talk again.." said Linda eagerly.
Kezia rushed home, because the night was getting late. Arland drove him to the parking lot, where Martin was waiting for him.
"Can you pick me up early tomorrow? I want to see my aunt before I go to school." Kezia said shortly before parting ways with Arland.
"Yes, I'll pick you up tomorrow. Thank you for wanting to be a mamih temen." said Arland while gently rubbing Kezia's hair. Kezia nodded with a line of smiles on her lips.
"Ehm!" martin's voice came from the car. Kezia and Arland looked wrongly at Martin's cynical gaze.
Immediately they approached Martin who was looking at him sharply.
"Om, thank you very much... Sorry arland has taken care of me." said Arland, nodding.
"Yes, now go in, kezia om take it home first." Said Martin who felt he did not accept his daughter thinking of other men besides himself.
"Yes, be careful on the road" Arland said, waving his hand.
Kezia passed by with Martin. From the right rearview, Martin could still see a smile etched on Arland's lips. How jealous he was of that young man.
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