MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 28 HE'S BACK

After waiting a long time in the lobby, I finally asked the receptionist for help, to ask for a spare key. Let me get in my room. Dingy. I want to rest.

The receptionist also wanted to give me the spare key, for pity to see me. I rushed to my room too.

It feels good to be able to enter the room again. I immediately broke down, after entering my groceries earlier.

Not feeling, I also fell asleep because I was tired.

Eleven o'clock in the afternoon, I woke up Arka. I opened my eyes. I saw in the room Yola and Deni, her husband.

They immediately charged me with various questions. I grinned without feeling sinful.

"I was walking around. Abisnya mas in wakein many times do not wake up too" I replied casually.

"You know what, we're confused about you. Where you don't bring a hape either. We ask the receptionist, he said he did not know" said mas Arka, still looks upset.

Yeah, well, the receptionist changed people. My inner. I soon got out of my sleep.

"Let's get it sorted out now, keep checking out. He said no more kemaleman on the road" said mas Arka.

While Yola and Deni were out of my room. They said they would also check out.

Finished cleaning up, me and Arka mas out of the room. In front of the room was Yola and Deni. They are ready to go home.

The four of us walked to the elevator, to get off. After pressing the open button, we go straight into the elevator. Mas Arka pressed the number 1 button.

The elevator moves down. But suddenly.... Dret! The elevator stopped, and the lights in the elevator went out. Spontaneously me and Yola shouted. I immediately hugged the arm of the Arka mas, which was right beside me.

The elevator stopped for a while. We, especially I've been so panicked. Cold sweat was coming out, soaking my body.

"It looks like the lights are off. Calm down first" it was Deni's voice, calming us down.

And sure enough, before long the lights in the elevator turned on, and the elevator moved back.

"Alhamdulillah." said we together. Hhh, my heart was about to be dislodged just now. Good thing just for a minute.

As soon as I got to the first floor and the elevator door opened, I immediately ran out first. I don't want to linger in that elevator. Afraid the elevator would close again.

"Darling, don't run. Remember stomach!" yell at Arka. I nodded after being away from them.

We immediately headed to the reception desk, to check out. After handing over the room key, we headed to the car.

It feels good to finally get to the car again. After taking their respective positions, the car began to move out of the hotel area.

Our first destination, find a place to eat. Because the three of them, had not had time to eat breakfast.

He said that this morning after Arka found out that I was not in the room, he immediately looked for me in the next room. Yola and Deni didn't even know where I was.

Without a second thought, the three of them looked for me in the lobby. Apparently there isn't either. The receptionist who was on guard also said he didn't know. Because after I left, there was a change of shift.

They also found me outside the hotel. Who knows, I'm still around the hotel. Apparently there isn't either.

From the security guard, they told him that this morning he saw a woman coming out of the hotel and then went on a rickshaw.

No doubt, they immediately looked for me, down the streets of Jogja city by car. Because of the different directions, we did not meet.

As a result, they did not have time for breakfast, because they were busy looking for me everywhere. To the extent that even Arka did not have time to shower.

It was only after they returned to the hotel, and found me feeling good to fall asleep in the room, did Arka take a bath.

Mas Arka had to grumble again, when Yola and Deni mas had gone out of the room.

"If you do not have time to leave, at least bring a phone, so you can contact. And not make everyone panic" said Arka mas earlier while bathing.

Okay now we find a place to eat, I also happen to have laper again. In fact, this morning I had eaten rice gudeg suwir in front of Beringharjo market.

After buying a lot of souvenirs, we prepare to go home. The car is already very full, by the items we buy in Jogja.

Jogja city streets on holidays like this, rather crowded. At three we can just get out of town.

Before continuing the journey, Arka's mas turned his car to a gas station that we passed.

At the gas station, we queued for quite a while. Snaking long queue.

After filling up the gas, we continued our journey home. But all of a sudden, after a fair distance we left town, the car tires were flat.

Present, why so many obstacles anyway? I asked in my heart.

The car stopped too. Mas Arka and Deni, get out of the car. They tried to change the car itself.

Because the car engine was off, Yola and I went down as well. Sultry inside.

We're far out of town. The streets are crowded. Our left right, there are only trees and rice fields. Far from the village.

Somewhat long also mas Arka and Deni mas change the car tires. It was getting late afternoon. I saw the clock on my wrist. Almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

Deghs.

Do not let us go again, when passing the road yesterday.

Fortunately, not long after, they were done with the job. We got in the car, and... Cars are a little hard on the stater again.

What's the matter? My heart started beating fast. The shadow will drown on that road, filling my head.

I started sweating. In addition to panic, also because the car ac can not be on.

"Come on" said mas Deni, who was holding the steering wheel. In the middle seat I was very nervous. Arka held my hand tightly.

"Quiet darling. Everything will be fine" said Mas Arka to calm me down. I'm getting more and more agitated.

After many times in the stater, finally can also. Everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Except me. I saw another clock. It was almost six in the afternoon. The sky is starting to dim.

My sweat is getting out more and more. I asked Arka to increase the temperature of the ac, to make it cooler.

I took a tissue, to wipe my sweat. Mas Arka grabbed my hand tighter. Even one more hand, patting the palm of my hand in his hand.

I took a long breath. Keep praying in your heart, may our journey be smooth. No more distractions. And hopefully.don't see that 'person' again.

The car started to go. Getting faster. Deni is increasing his speed. He seems to feel the same as me.

Until we get on that road. Long winding road. My heart is beating faster. The sky was really dark.

I saw another clock on my wrist. Six o'clock is past. Time to enter maghrib. The time is almost the same when....

Ciiiiittt's.

Deni braked suddenly. That made us all surprised and spontaneously the body came forward. Even my head hit the seat in front of me, which Yola occupied.

The car stopped suddenly, because someone crossed the road suddenly. Spontaneous too we stared at the person who crossed it.

'The 'person' looked towards us, with a very sharp gaze. He's wearing a shabby raincoat. And she's... The same person as that time.

"Well.kkhhh...!" yell at me and Yola together. I immediately covered my face, hiding in Arka's chest.

Mas Deni was immediately gas, with high speed.