The Blue Mind Of The Killer
Part 2

Angga who was in the room right on his bed... It's been quiet, it's just…. He was still trembling in fear. The mother took a medicine box to treat her poor son.

Angga just sat with a slightly trembling state like a fear of himself, with messy hair, like a, an elegant handsome face that now looks terrible with bandages in the eyes and new wounds engraved on the head and around his ears.

Kaila could only stare at her brother's face, which was so full of wounds because of her own actions. Every day pale, mute, mysterious at night, revolted with unclear circumstances and... Making wounds on himself. Given that, Kaila could only blow his long breath.

Arga and Karin entered Angga's room while carrying a container filled with water. The mother sat next to Angga with a medicine box.

“Bu, this is water”. Karin said while giving the container to the mother. He smiled and dipped a soft white cloth into the water and squeezed it until it was slightly wet.

He also wiped the blood that had flowed from his head and ears. When he just touched, Angga cried out in pain by avoiding him.

“Sa hurts yes, sorry son. But the wound must be treated ya”. Persuade the mother but, Angga still dodged.

“Bu, let Arga help ya”. Said Arga. He sat down and hugged Angga so that he would not rebel. He could feel that Angga's condition was really bad, his body was cold and shaking violently along with breath that could not be said to be stable.

The mother also returned to direct the cloth to his wound Angga with a long breath, visible wounds on the forehead on his head quite severe. When the cloth touches the periphery of the wound, of course Angga feels the name of a tremendous pain.

Angga cried out in pain, his body trembling again with the sound of sobs that were not too clear. His pale sweaty face began to redden due to the unbearable pain.

“Ber... Ti's.... ”. Said Angga with a tight tone. Arga hugged Arga tighter and Angga more strongly growling his brother's hand until reddened because of him.

Kaila looked frightened, but there was Karin beside her who could calm herself down.

“Yes Allah, why did you give this test to the servant brother of O Allah. If you hate it, just hate it... But... Do not give this sensibility back to him, Allah”. Karin's prayer with her hand holding Kaila's shirt.

“Yes Allah... Do not give this life to the servant brother of God. Remove all sensibilities and bring them to the servant.... Servant sure... Iklas”. Say Arga in the heart, with a face that touches a part of Angga's hair.

From the sidelines of the incident, Rangga who from earlier finished with his bath. Standing outside Angga's room right in front of the door with a towel hanging around his neck. He was so not strong, seeing Angga yaang this time, as it were, eager to always be by his side. He even remembered his late brother named Ryan. If time could be repeated, He would take good care of it.

But... It's all impossible. What happens in the world, let it happen. Even if the situation is bad or until the loss... It's destiny... Which cannot be played back.

“Hah... I'm sorry Ryan's brother. Brother has become a useless one... Even for Angga, sorry”. Rangga said in his heart with regret.

The mother even to the point of shaking while treating Angga. This made him unable to see his son who was in this condition.

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