
The image sobbed in Amel's arms. She felt very sad that Andra was gone, without even having a chance to see her one last time before Andra was transferred to another hospital by her family.
After asking at the front office of the hospital, Citra's body immediately limp and powerless. Andra was transferred to Singapore by her parents. And that means Citra will not be able to meet Andra again, whether until when.
Citra felt sad and felt very lost the figure of Andra who was always there to accompany her. The distance between where he lives now and Singapore is certainly very far away. Even just the contact number of Andra and his family he did not have.
"Cit, all this is for the good of Andra. Who knows Andra will recover quickly after getting better handling there," said Amel trying to calm his best friend.
"But at least I'd like to see her before she's transferred, Mel. At least for the last time before his departure I want to say something, Mel," Citra protested as she sobbed with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Yes I understand, Cit. Now you must calm down, yes. Trust me Andra will be fine. Andra will definitely recover and someday you will definitely be able to see her again in good health. Pray that Andra will recover soon. After waking up later he will definitely remember everything including about, lo!" said Amel encouraged Citra.
Citra finally inevitably tried to accept the departure of Andra with roomy, with the belief that this is the best path that must be taken by Andra to recover from his pain.
Although in his heart he also wondered if when Andra realized later Andra will remember him or even Andra will be increasingly not recognize him.
"Cit, now we're home, huh? Let me take your bike, Cit!" said Amel while raising his hand to take over the key of the bike.
Image according to the words of Amel. Along the way Citra is more silent and still dissolved in sadness.
Upon arrival at the house Amel asked Citra to stay at his house. However, Citra refused it. Citra still insists on going home. He's sure he'll be fine.
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On the way home and across the Andra house, Citra took the time to stop for a moment. He saw Andra's house looked deserted. There was no security guard who usually stood guard there. The house looks like it is not occupied.
Until a month passed Citra never saw again the housekeeper Andra and his assistant. However, one time crossing the Andra house in the afternoon, Citra gasped when she saw a large banner plastered in front of the fence of Andra's house. It says if the house is for sale.
The image became more sad. Because then the only hope to be able to meet again Andra when returning home extinct already. And thus it means that the Andra family will no longer occupy the house when in Indonesia.
Could it be that they will not return to Indonesia until they have to sell the house? inner Image with sad.
So curious Citra took the time to stop by Andra's house. He saw a man coming out of the gate of Andra's house. The image approached him as he sat on the front porch of Andra's house. Citra hopes to get news about Andra from a new housekeeper.
"Excuse me, Sir. May I ask about the owner of this house?" ask the image politely.
"You who?" ask the housekeeper.
"I'm a friend of the owner's son, sir," Citra said.
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't know about the owner of this house. I was standing guard in this house only two days ago on the orders of the property agent who hired me" the middle-aged man said.
Citra also understood that the man was only a housekeeper who was hired by an agent who sold the house. The image cannot extract any information from it. The image then went home.
Arriving at home, Mila was waiting for him on the porch. "Just got home, Cit? there's extra activity, huh?" greet Mila.
The image shook languidly. "Partner to the room first, Auntie. Take a shower!" he said without giving an answer to Mila's question.
The image then rushed in without telling Mila anything.
Until dinner hours Citra still did not taste much to talk. He only talked as necessary when Mila invited him to chat. After finishing his meal Citra prefers to return to his room.
The image of being alone in her room while looking at a photo of Andra as a child she once found in a warehouse. On that lonely night she felt like she missed Andra very much.
He was very curious about Andra's situation after a month in Singapore. Unfortunately, no one knew about Andra.
While at school Citra even had the courage to ask Andra's classmates. And, it turns out they also no one knows the news about Andra, even since Andra was transferred to Singapore.
"Partner, get over here!" I heard Mila screaming for the second time.
The image put the origin of the photo of Andra on her bed and rushed out of the room to Mila was.
The image of aghast when seeing Mila looks in pain sitting on the sofa while holding her large stomach.
"Tante, what's going on, Tan?" citra asked frantically when she saw the pale look on Mila's face while grimacing in pain.
"Looks like the baby's coming out, Cit. Uuh .. uuh ..., pain!" exclaim Mila.
Mila was sweating and her net was glazed. The image felt unable to see it.
"Aunty is giving birth? now we go to the hospital, Auntie!" citra said as she put Mila's hand on her shoulder.
"What's up, Cit? arghh ...!"
"What if Citra ride a motorcycle?" ask Citra.
"No way Cit, I'm not strong enough to ride a bike. Please get help to the next door neighbor, Cit!" mila's command with a raucous voice endured the pain.
"Good, Aunt. Image ahead first, Auntie."
The image rushed to run outside the house to seek help. Just then there was a car stopped not far from his house to drop someone off. The image immediately stopped the driver when he was about to plug the gas.
"Please stop, please help me!" exclaim Citra while darting patted slowly on the body of the car and then banged on the car window. "Please my aunt wants to give birth!" smith again.
Slowly the driver lowered the window. A young man was driving it. How surprised the image when it recognizes the driver of the car.
"Male!" pekik Citra's.
"What's wrong?" ask Bima.
"Em, Bim, please bring my aunt to the hospital. She's giving birth!" citra said pleading.
"But I must-" Bima hung up her words when she realized that Citra was in trouble.
"Please, Bim. Help me!" The image again pleads.
A few moments Bima was silent. Then, he agreed to Citra's request. "Okay, let's go in!"
The image did not waste the opportunity and immediately got into Bima's car. They then immediately took Mila to a nearby hospital.
Arriving at the hospital Mila was escorted to the delivery room, Citra waited outside with the company of Bima. While waiting for Citra to contact her parents and inform about Mila who is in the process of childbirth.
Citra's father said that soon they would be home. His father advised Citra to accompany Mila and keep guard near Mila until they come.
While waiting finally Citra opened the chat. "Bim, thank you for the help" he said.
"Hm!"
Oh my god, the answer is! inner Image.
"Oh yeah, how can you be around my house? Who did you run out of?" ask Citra.
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