Chapter 4 Accident

"Good afternoon, accident victim in the name of Arga Wiryawan?!'' shouted the tall, dashing man at the hospital reception desk.

''Oh! Yes sir. Wait a moment, we'll check the data first..." said the receptionist, surprised because this tall man with a sloppy appearance suddenly appeared before them.

''Yes. There is, sir. The accident victim was Mr. Arga Wiryawan, 45 years old."

''Yes, that's him...''

''He is in the ER. Critical section Red Triage Room. Please go straight to the emergency room and ask the officers there again."

''Okay, thank you.''

Immediately, the man left the receptionist and moved towards the ER where the receptionist had pointed. He immediately entered the emergency room and looked for the emergency room with the red sign on it. Right in the room marked in red, there is a doctor's desk on guard.

''Exusme doc, I am the younger brother of the accident victim Mr. Arga Wiryawan''

''Oh, it's here. Come on, sir. Mr. Arga is here," said the doctor on duty in the emergency room.

The man looked disheveled with a mustachioed face and a beard whose hair was tied carelessly. His eyes were filled with tears when he saw the condition of his brother whom he loved so much, weak and helpless with various cables and tubes attached to his body connected to several monitor screens on both sides of the bed where his older brother was lying.

''Mr Arga had an accident this afternoon with his wife. Now he is in critical condition. Sorry sir, there's not much we can do now''

''With his wife?!'' Ardan shouted, asking with a surprised face, ''Then how is she now, Doc?'' Ardan asked worriedly.

''Mrs Aisyah, Mr Arga's wife, died in the place. Sorry...'' said the doctor in reply with an apologetic face.

Ardan's chest felt tight when he heard that the wife his brother had only married four years ago had died. Ardan met Aisyah for the first time on their wedding day. His brother and his second wife were married four years ago. The wedding ceremony was held in a very simple way.

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"I accept Aisyah binti Adam's marriage with a dowry of a set of gold jewelry weighing ten grams paid in cash," said Mr. Arga, pronouncing the Ijab sentence smoothly and firmly.

"How is the witness?" asked the chief of the marriage ritual.

LEGITIMATE

The viewers present answered in unison.

ALHAMDULILLAH

The celebrant and the families of the bride and groom gave thanks together, accompanied by applause from the guests who witnessed it.

The solemn consent ceremony between Mr. Arga Wiryawan and the guardian judge for Mrs. Aisyah took place smoothly without any significant obstacles. The marriage between the widow and the widower, who both had one child, finally ended well. The simple wedding was held at Mr. Arga's house in a very simple way with only close family members attending.

In one corner of the room, you could see the happy face of a girl wearing a blue suit with a white hijab, smiling happily to see that the mother she loved so much had finally found a soul mate after being widowed for a long time. Next to her stood a teenager who was the same age as the son of the man his mother had just married.

Not far from the side of the two of them, also standing straight, was a man with a face that was not very different from the two brothers and sisters. He looked happy to see that his older brother, who for decades had lived alone without a companion, was now finally able to experience the beauty of sweet household life again.

Both Ardan, Mr. Arga's younger brother, as well as Mr. Ardan's son, Gavin. Likewise Aruna, Mrs. Aisyah's daughter. The three of them all sincerely prayed for the happiness of the two people they loved so much.

''Mang, here, Mom said to eat first..." said Aruna, while handing Ardan a plate of rice and side dishes.

{Mang/Mamang, Cing/Encing in Betawi-Bantenese can be interpreted as Uncle/Om}

''Thank you,'' Ardan said briefly and flatly. His hand reached out to accept the plate of rice that Aruna had brought.

Aruna was surprised but she didn't want to bother. Ardan, a name that is almost always heard from Mr. Arga's mouth seemed indifferent to her. Aruna also doesn't want to act confident enough to get along with him. Aruna was nervous and awkward facing Ardan, but she didn't care. Today was a happy day for her mother, she didn't want to ruin it just because of something trivial.

Because Ardan was indifferent and didn't care about her, Aruna also didn't want to be too confident in pretending to be close to him. Aruna walked away and left Ardan, after completing what her mother had instructed her to do.

"Gavin, you're called by grandpa!" exclaimed Aruna, turning her gaze towards Gavin, her half-brother, right from today.

''OK. I'll come later... I want to eat now, I'm hungry," said Gavin, answering Aruna while scooping food from the buffet table.

''Okay then. I'll leave!" shouted Aruna, then left Gavin and his uncle.

''Just go!'' Gavin exclaimed, answering Aruna casually.

"Are you getting along with her?" asked Ardan while spooning rice into his mouth.

''So what?! There's no problem with her, that kid is also fun to chat with," answered Gavin, who sat down with a plate of rice and side dishes in front of him.

''A kid?!'' Ardan exclaimed while looking at Gavin with a strange expression, ''Aren't you a kid?'' Ardan asked again with a teasing face.

''I'm three months older than her...'' Gavin answered nonchalantly, not paying attention to Ardan's teasing face.

"Pretending to be old," said Ardan in an arrogant tone, "You're only three months old, You act like the wisest..." he added, kicking Gavin's leg under the table.

"Why are you such an annoying uncle? Runa doesn't even complain," said Gavin, annoyed but still shoving his food into his mouth.

"I'm reminding you, don't go too far!" exclaimed Ardan, he also tapped Gavin's plate slightly with his spoon.

"Don't worry..." said Gavin, answering loudly, "Aruna and her mother are also nice people. That's why I can also get along with them," he added again, with a face full of confidence.

''Yes, that's good then. You take care of her... She's your little sister now," said Ardan, smiling as he saw his nephew starting to grow up.

''Yeah, okay... I know... Then Om, do you want to leave again?'' Gavin asked, looking at Ardan who looked like he was tidying up something.

''Why?'' Ardan asked, glancing at Gavin, ''You missed this handsome uncle...'' he added then, raising and lowering his eyebrows.

''Overconfidence!'' Gavin exclaimed, immediately replying with a lazy face, ''Not me, but Dad is... He often looks, contemplating, thinking about you,'' Gavin continued to explain. ''What's wrong with you anyway, can you just stay still at home?'' asked Gavin again, ''Stay at home, don't wander around! Who knows what you're doing out there,'' Gavin exclaimed, instead of pretending to advise his uncle, who was seventeen years older than him.

''Little brat like you don't need to know!'' shouted Ardan in reply while flicking Gavin's forehead.

''The adults have to understand too!'' shouted Gavin, rubbing his forehead with a pouty mouth, ''How can you lose to a brat like me, who is still in junior high school? I have never made my father sad, even almost cry like that..." said Gavin, continuing his words without thinking about how his uncle would react.

Ardan was devastated, his face immediately turned dark when he heard his nephew say that his older brother was very sad because of him. Ardan was silent, he no longer had the enthusiasm to argue with his nephew.

''Om!'' called Gavin, ''Where are you going?'' asked Gavin with a pitiful face as he pulled his uncle's arm.

''I have to go now!'' shouted Ardan in a flat voice.

''Om, don't you want to say goodbye to Dad first?'' asked Gavin with a worried face, his hand tightly holding Ardan's hand, ''Grandpa Wawan and Grandma Halimah also have to look for you...'' shouted Gavin, trying to stop Ardan. Gavin's face looked pitiful as he continued to hold Ardan's hand.

''Eum,'' Ardan answered Gavin briefly while nodding with a calm face.

''Om Ardan!... Om!'' shouted Gavin, calling Ardan, hunting him. ''Is it I said something wrong, if so. Forgive me, don't sulk, Om!" shouted Gavin to seduce Ardan. Gavin looked sorry with his face pitying Ardan.

"I'm not a kid!" shouted Ardan, stroking Gavin's head, "I wouldn't sulk about something like that... You didn't do anything wrong," he said again, ruffling Gavin's hair. "That's it, just go ahead, I have something to do!" shouted Ardan, arguing with his eyes averting his gaze from Gavin.

''Om!... Om Ardan!'' shouted Gavin, trying to catch Ardan, who immediately sped away.

Gavin can no longer prevent Ardan from leaving. Ardan just walked away revealing his back looking cold and lonely. A long sigh came out of Gavin's mouth, saddened to see that the uncle who had always looked after him looked so worried.

After all the events were over, not wanting to mince words anymore, Ardan immediately left the crowd without anyone noticing. After all the busyness is over. Mr. Arga's suspicions were true, Ardan just left and only left greetings on his device via WhatsApp message. Mr. Arga could only shake his head and stroke his chest, remembering the behavior of his younger brother who was like a son to him. It's been more than seven years since he left home for no apparent reason, making Mr. Arga always stroke his chest when he remembered it.

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