The Story of Love Of Machinist
Chapter 71: Worry & Anxiety.
On campus at the change of lecturers. Shasya tries to persuade the Princess to be nice with Nasrul.
" put someone wants to talk to you" said Shasya.
" what the hell . Gk know I'm not in the mood just " replied the Princess while turning her notebook back.
" about mass Nasrul.. Actually what mass Nasrul bullshit was actually ", said Shasya.
" udh ah's.. Lu said he mlu " replied the princess annoyed.
" yes he will love sma lu putt until he swore carry the name of God" said Shasya.
" the hell time "asked the princess who was starting to get a bit curious.
" yes, I need to swear to let you believe "shasya replied.
" hmmm "the princess was quite thoughtful.
" i have proof of his recording "said shasya took his cell phone from his pocket.
" here is this" replied the princess as she put her hand together.
" just yesterday when I met Mass Nasrul at his boarding house I interrogated him. Eh he smpe dared to swear by the Name of God again" said Shasya while looking for the video footage.
" try " said the Princess asked her HP shasya to see the recording.
" nih " replied Shasya while giving her the recording.
The princess listened to the tape carefully.. And he listened until no word was missed.
Flashback..
We go back to the night before the tragedy..
It turned out that before he intercepted Nasrul on the stairs of his boarding house. Shasya prepares the recording.. He put his cell phone in his shirt pocket in recording mode.. All Nasrul and Shasya's conversations were recorded at the time..
Flashback off
" o Allah." said the Princess in shock.
" try again let you understand "said shasya.
" yes. " replied the princess while replaying her recording.
" means I misunderstood donk" said the Princess felt guilty.
" yes, " replied shasya.
" nih hpnya" said the princess returned her HP Shasya
The princess immediately thought of Nasrul. He felt guilty for accusing her like that.
Shasya also checked her social media.. It turns out in Rauff's social media accounts. On a status written like this.
" Please pray yes temen temen Railfans all.. There's a famous machinist at Station B unconscious blm aware it's been an hour. His name is Nasrul.. All staff and employees of the train and station are still worried about the situation.. Hope cepet siuman.. Aami.. "
" huh more than an hour ??! " sasha said after reading the message on the social media.
" why is it ??" ask the curious princess.
" because of your behavior Mass Nasrul fainted !! " say Shasya blamed the Princess
" o Allah." said the Princess in shock..
" it's been an hour more unconscious put" said Shasya.
" jeez. I feel guilty .. It turns out that the cwe was just his childhood friend.. And he doesn't like her.. Feeling guilty " said the princess who began to cry blaming herself.
" same as I putt " replied Shasya gloomily
" bentar was afraid of her status kang July" said the princess wiped her tears and intended to open her cellphone to hear the Nasrul news further.
" bacain dah?. " asked shasya curiously.
" o God bang.. It's been an hour.. He said that 3 hours had not been consciously taken to the hospital klo more than that udh wasalam.. Please pray yes temen temen.. May I be aware of Aamiin " said the Princess read a status message like that.
" Astagfirullah is moaning.?? " ask Shasya in disbelief.
" hush you yes" said the princess who began to cry.
" try calling.. That's July kang.. Got his number, right? " ask Shasya.
" have a minute" replied the princess while looking for July's phone number on her phone.
Tut's. Tut's..
Let's donk lift mass ... Princess Saying.
Suddenly his phone rings..
" who the hell's calling "ask July to pick up her phone..
" the princess" said July picking up her phone.
" hello what's wrong "ask July.
" mass wants it to be mass Nasrul how is it? " ask the Princess worried.
" send the best prayer for Mass Nasrul . May you be aware ", replied July.
" is it not conscious yet??" ask Putri pura not know..
" it's been an hour and an hour" replied July, beginning to shed tears.
" mass is like a cry, right?? " ask the princess.
" yes. Hehe.. Confused about how. Where bang Nasrul is not yet conscious .. Alone again at the service "said July while wiping her tears
" o Allah." said the Princess Worrying.
" later klo already aware of the news yes mass" said Putri.
" there's a problem with Nasrul. Tdi I saw smpe fight it " asked July curious.
" uh.. That's mass.. The princess clearly " replied the princess..
" yes. Doain ya let quickly realize " replied July.
" Aamiin." said the Princess.
" it's dlu yes mass.. Assalamualaikum " said the Princess hurriedly turned off her phone.
" wa'alaikumsalam" replied July.
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July looked into the health room.. Seeing Nasrul lying limp with a still-used machinist uniform.. He got out of his seat and approached Nasrul.. His eyes are still closed.
" o Allah bang" said July shed tears at the state of Nasrul who blm aware.
There were no tears on July's cheeks...
Suddenly a machinist called asking Nasrul .
" hello. "greet July.
" not conscious yet sir.. Yes "answer July..
" yes, by yourself.. Nemenin sir Nasrul "answered July somewhat withholding her tears.
" ask his prayer deh sir let me be aware that it has been an hour more sir" said July.
" yes.. Aamiin "answered July.
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" have an hour more blm aware sir ??! " ask his assistant Ehsan.
" o Allah, sir Nasrul" said the assistant somewhat worriedly.
" in the status of mr. July mah.. Klo more than 3 hours unconscious yes Wassalam. " said Ehsan.
" Astagfirullah's.. Seems to be bad, sir? " said his assistant.
" yes, " replied Ehsan.