
Along the way, still intertwined warm chatter combined with light jokes that make laughter between Alexa and Mecca broke. It never occurred to the two of them that they would be able to come this close, and that's what happened.
Makka had asked to stop at a restaurant to buy food that was used as a snack along the way. Alexa looks enthusiastic eating food purchased by Mecca. His right hand had to cross to take food placed between the seats, because his left hand held the roundabout of the steering wheel.
The strains of pop music echoed, making the atmosphere even crispier. While focusing on the conversation, Mekka answered the phone that had just rang. He now turns to focus on mobile phones, chatting with his mother who asks for news, expressing longing and many other things.
Ten minutes passed, and Makkah was still chatting with her mother. He seemed happy every time he heard the voice that he missed every night.
When Mekka was confiding with her mother, suddenly the car was flying. Moving left and right erratically. Mekka was surprised until the phone in her hand was released. He turned his head, looking at Alexa who was driving while closing his eyes. Alexa's one hand touched the forehead.
In front, a car appeared. While the car driven by Alexa turns to the right to lead to a car that drove. In a matter of seconds, the two passing cars will collide.
Mekka spontaneously screamed as the car in front was very close.
Barr!!!!
Mecca raised its head which had just hit the circle of the devil, fresh blood flowing in its temple. He looked outwards. The car hit an electric pole. Somehow his courage can appear in the blink of an eye until he nimbly extended both hands to reach the circle of the steering wheel and make the car swing steering to the left. The process of collision with the car was successfully thwarted, but the car hit an electric pole.
Mekka looked at Alexa whose head was drooping limp on the back of the seat with her eyes closed.
***
Azlan ran as fast as lightning down the hospital corridor. His steps were wide until he subconsciously hit some people who were crossed. Several times he apologized to the victim.
Mekka turned towards Azlan. She now focuses on her ex-husband's face, the face she loves. With the man standing so close to his country, his feelings were truly unstoppable. Yes, the love in her heart is still warm.
“How is Alexa's condition?” azlan asked with an anxious look and a loud sounding breath.
“Alexa is still being treated by a doctor,” Mekka replied. His feelings were very chaotic at that time.it is true that he was happy when he was near Azlan, but the other side of his heart was hurt because Azlan did not even care about his condition which was not okay at that time. Bloody forehead. He had indeed cleaned the blood flowing in the temple with tissue. But the wound was still clear, and blood spots also littered the headscarf in the temple area. Was it invisible in Azlan's eyes?
Mecca must be able to understand, that Azlan will not be able to worry about him, because Skearang he is no one in the eyes of Azlan. And now Azlan's mind is also in a state of instability because it worries Alexa, how could he be able to worry about others when his mind is worrying about someone?
“Yes God, what happened, Mekka? How can this be?”
Makkah then recounts the entire chronology that happened according to the truth.
“I do not know how at first until finally the car we ride and somehow since when Alexa held his head, he looks very dizzy and can not control the steering wheel. Then this is what happened,” Mekka said.
Azlan rubbed a rough face. He walked to and fro while occasionally saying Istighfar. “Yes God, Alexa is pregnant young. What the hell happened to him? Hope he is well.” Azlan smacked the wall with his fist.
Seeing Azlan frustrated, Mecca did not know whether he should be anxious or should be sad. Amid his feelings of being left out, he is also worried about Alexa's condition.
TB