
The pain felt by the clouds is so excruciating, the result of an accident falling from the stairs.indeed not a trivial thing anyway for those who feel this suffering.
I was so sad actually for what happened to the clouds.
how I can't take care of him in there.
my mind was haunted by the shadow of her pain continued both day and night, only prayer and passion could I give her.
the afternoon after this incident took place
i called..
assalamualaikum...
salam waalaikum.....
the sound of clouds slightly faltered.
like this because it endures pain.
"hallo bang...."
how is bang....
what is the order to the broken man...?
or whatever, I don't have any news this afternoon...
I'm worried about tau., though.,...
" he's the deck. I'm sorry, brother ya..."
Brother can't tell the deck..,
Brother is still lying on deck, on the porch of the house of people who want to massage.His people have not come home, but have called the deck, soon he said again on the road.
dek Abang can't do anything....
just pick up the phone on deck....
sorry, I didn't give any further news.
oh my God bang.....
how about a doctor check first...?
the deck is not repaired just the deck...
Adek, don't worry too much...
pray for healthy people always.
ok yes deck...
yes bang....
hopefully good soon...
aami....
I continued my activities as well.
two hours later, I was on a cloud phone...
in a very deep anxiety, a little relieved by the sound of my phone from the clouds.
just one direct call I picked up,
yes bang....
how did bang become his prick....
so deck...
Thank God it's a little quiet, can stand this deck...
call Adek directly...
Thank God bang for that, though,
do you still want long there bang...?
I am not going home to rest at home
okay deck, just go home...
it's bang ....
heart-hearted..…
yes deck......
thank the Lord for always helping his needy servant.
half an hour later....
my phone rings back..
apparently the cloud SMS on me, let me know if he has arrived.
I returned it too, though,
Thank God, rest at home...
careful yeah...
don't move much first.
the night passed without any calls or SMS.
clouds really need to rest.
the next day I called the clouds first.
I asked him about the news, it seems fine.
the clouds live in your temporary home, coincidentally here close to a practice click.
if you want to check close to home.
three days later, the man rode the bike, trying to see if his condition was better or vice versa.
not far from the clouds riding his motorbike, the gravel road makes the body like a jerk jolt.terasa in the chest of the clouds so piercing prick, as yesterday in the fix where the skewer happened again.
the clouds came home and lay down again, unable to do anything.
here the family takes care of her.
felt unable to bear and increasingly become his pain, then the cloud asked his family to be delivered to the clinic.
arriving at the clinic, and in the check turned out to be okay said the doctor who handled it and given medicine only.
the more days eating the drug is not the healthier, his family took him to a large hospital for better treatment.