Humaira
Chapter 4 Light

Humaira was engrossed in the library. He wants to finish his college work. Next to him, Galuh. Focus on scrolling his Instagram. I don't know what he's looking for.

"Galuh than the sosmed keep helping me deh" Humaira was sorry to see Galuh cuek.

"Let me have some fun first, Mai.

Find yourself. I'm again stalking this ..." Galuh continued to surf.

Humaira pouty. Lips dimpled. Unfortunately Galuh did not see it. Be her own pissed. Finally, he continued his work without Galuh's help. Either Humaira today is not excited. This morning leaving home was not excited. He woke up many times. Usually after the morning prayers immediately clean up. Humaira is lying down. Kangen his father, but just a day apart. I don't know how she felt saying there was an event today. But what event? I hope you are well in Bandung. Humaira forgot she ordered a cake. In his mind only his father was not his gift.

"I'm lazy, ummi. Today I don't have to mill it first" he said to ummi

"Humaira ... remember your father's message loh" ummi reminded her father's message so that Humaira did not waste her study time.

He sighed. I don't know why today is so different. Feeling strange. Humaira moved towards the edge of the window. He looked at the park next to the library. If he gets bored he sits in the garden. Reading in the park is more fun. Accompanied by water and fish. Pursue each other. Joking. Fish also need entertainment hehehe .... He laughed in his heart. Comfort themselves.

"Mai ... come here" call Galuh. Reverse daydreams.

"What's up ....?" tanyanya full of search

"See the news on television. Collision streak" Galuh explained. They both approached the television.

"Yes, the back-to-back collisions continued bu Feti" bu Feti the sloppy campus librarian.

The three of them listened to the news. No sound came out. Humaira's heart was pounding. Suddenly he remembered his father. Agitated ambush. He wished his father had not been in the incident.

In the news it is unclear how many victims and anyone. The victim data update does not yet exist. There are only pictures of amateurs. Luckily someone took it. In the picture there is a cross-section of the truck. A few minutes later it came from the same truck. High speed. Maybe the brakes are blong. The truck hit dozens of cars that stopped. You can imagine how horrible. Tragically. Many pieces of the body are told by the recorder from the next lane.

Humaira was still curious.

"Mai, what's wrong with you?" I was a little confused to see his best friend.

"I'm worried about my father, Galuh"

" Is your father among them?"

"Maybe not. Dad gets orders to Bandung. He said he came home today. At 10, I called me"

Humaira took her phone. He tried to contact his father. Connected. But there's no answer. Try again more than four times. Teyap has no answer. Humaira's getting restless.

"How, Mai?

Humaira shook her head. His face was full of anxiety.

"I'm scared, Galuh!"

"What if I call your dad?" Galuh offered himself. He's worried too. Seeing your best friend like that. He knew exactly Humaira was very close to her father. It's only natural that he's so worried about it.

Galuh took Humaira's phone. The tone of the call repeatedly sounded. There's no answer. Back to contact him. The ringing still continues to sound. Niente. Galuh looked at Humaira. Shaking his head.

Galuh called Humaira's father's mobile number. After a while someone answered.

"Hello, who is this?" Ask Galuh.

"It's Humaira?" The voice from across the phone sounded hoarse. Crackling.

"No. I'm Galuh, his friend"

Humaira snatched the phone from Galuh.

"Dad ...."

"Yumira?"

"Who are you?" Humaira was astonished who answered a woman. Suspicions arise.

"Me, Syafira"

Humaira. He wondered why his father's cell phone was in Syarifa. His father? Oh .. don't-don't!

" Humaira, are you still there?" still with a loud voice.

"eee .. yes .. yes, Syafira. My father is in you. Where's my dad?"

Syafira could not answer. The tears are flowing. His sobs were heard by Humaira.

"Fira .... Why are you? What's wrong with my dad?"

Syafira stammered in reply to the gempyran asked Humaira. Actually he couldn't answer it. He calms himself. Trying to stop crying.

"Well.aaa...Dad's in an accident. Wounded badly. Your father .... no longer exists, Humaira. Your father died ...!" Syafira could no longer. The crying broke back.

Humaira is like being struck by a glade. All dark.