100 DAYS OF MARRIAGE
Interrogations
I woke up when I felt something touch my chest, chest? My eyes opened perfectly thinking someone had committed a act of trepidation towards me.
"Ohhh!" reflexively, I brushed off the hand of someone who was putting a device on my chest, a tool that doctors generally use, a stethoscope.
"Ohhhhh!" I felt a terrible pain in my head, a circular bandage wrapped in a forehead. I got hurt, and now I'm at the hospital.
A smiling male Doctor saw me who had come to my senses from a deep sleep, not knowing how long I had been lying on this patient's cage, which I clearly still remember very much, I had an accident at 3am in the morning, after coming home from the Club half-drunk and was about to pick up the phone from Emil, after which I can no longer remember.
"Can you hear me? Can you see me?" that's the question the Doctor gave me when I saw him still in confusion.
I nodded giving an answer, I could hear what she was saying, and could also see her who was with the other two female nurses.
"Can you see my finger? How many?" ask the doctor again.
"Three" I answered, but the man's doctor merely pointed his index and middle fingers, frowning and looking surprised.
"If you lift up your ring finger" I replied, trying to get up. This doctor is very funny, giving a question that can be answered by a Kindergarten child to me who graduated in accounting. He doesn't know how much I count.
The doctor looked relieved, then smiled, while one of the nurses helped me sit down.
"You can still joke after you've just passed death that almost took your life, but it's good, I like it, you have a joking taste" said the doctor, touching my pulse. I'm letting.
"What's your name?"
Why is this doctor asking for my name? Do they not know my identity?
"Namira," I answered briefly, staring questioningly at the doctor who whispered with the nurse while looking at the patient data on the file.
"Good, you don't have any memory loss, but the impact on your head is pretty hard, but thankfully it hit the fore forehead, and it's enough to save your brain."
I was silent, ignored and didn't want to respond, okay, so they got my identity, the doctor just did a little test.
"Alright, it seems you're fine, just need treatment right in the future, so you can recover quickly and recover."
There were so many things I wanted to ask but my lips were locked. Like, where's my phone? I need to call my family, or, since when am I here? Does my family know about the accident that happened to me? Is there someone here for me? Where are they? Why is there not a single one among the O'clan family in sight?
"Mistress?" the doctor called out my name to throw me out of my daydream.
"Doctor,,,,"
"Sam, my name is Samuel, you can call me Doctor Sam."
Do I care about his name? Of course not, I just wanted to ask him, without any intention of finding out what his name was.
"Okay, can I ask you something?"
"Say," the doctor replied, speaking to the nurse, pointing to the file page, and the nurse noted what Dr. Sam said.
"What,,, did my family come? M-ma I mean, since when am I here? Me,,, I also need my phone, do you know where my things are?" Oh, my God, what did I say?
"Well, where did I have to answer?"
"Let me answer the question." Now a man who had just entered the room spoke to me, a man in a police uniform.
"Good day" said Doctor Sam.
"Good day, my license." replied the police, showing me a letter.
"Alright, but I'm only giving you 15 minutes, after which let the patient rest."
I quietly heard the small talk between two handsome men of different professions and uniforms.
"I'll stay, I'll check you in two hours" the doctor said with a smile and left with two sisters.
I move, intending to get down from the cage.
"You can't leave, because you have to answer some questions from me, besides, the Hospital won't let you go without their permission" the policeman said, holding my shoulder.
Look, does he deserve to be called a cop? I don't think his brain works perfectly.
"Do you think I can escape under these circumstances?" looking at my foot that was also on the bandage, it seemed to have sprained.
"Oh,,,!" The man's police only showed a horse's grin. Know it? Surely my heart feels very scared, one of the most scared things in the world is dealing with the police? Is he going to arrest me for being a suspect in that accident? Oh, my God, I'm really scared right now.
"Get your hands off, I just want to go to the bathroom, do I also have to get permission from you and the hospital to enter the bathroom?"
The policeman laughed lowly, then took off his hand.
"Ohhh!" I almost fell to the floor if the police didn't catch my body fast, my legs hurt, it made me unable to stand up.
The policeman lifted my body back to sit on the edge of the cage, while I was already saved.
"Wait a minute, let me get you a nurse to help you get to the bathroom,"
"I can't stand it, help me now!" stupid, why would I ask for his help?
The policeman seemed to think before he finally lifted my body holding bridal style into the toilet, opened the closet and sat me down. Put the infusion bottle on the new buffer pole he brought after coming out for a while.
"Can you do it yourself?" ask the police to make sure.
"Hem,, wait outside!"
The door closed after I said that.
***
Almost 10 minutes I was in the bathroom, in addition to completing urination, I was also thinking about what answers I would later give to the questions, why Aretha did not come? Is he mad because I got drunk? If Emil, of course I have no hope, he cannot find me and be willing to meet me, because I am not a person of value to him.
"Tok tock,,,,"
"Are you not finished yet? If you're in trouble, I'll get you a female nurse!"
"They!" I decided to just go out, when should I avoid it?
We stared at each other in silence, if noticed, this cop is very handsome.
"Are you going to arrest me? Will I be punished and imprisoned? Please don't do that, I'm in an accident, nobody wants an accident, so please forgive my mistake for drunk driving, me,,,,"
"Ohhh!" the policeman came in and immediately carried a bridal-style body to get out of the bathroom to the patient's cage.
"You turned out to be very chatty, in such a sick state you can still talk so much."
He put me back to bed, put an infusion bottle on a buffer.
"Well, I'm giving you a chance to ask me before I ask you," our gazes lock together, this is a cooperation?
***
"Where's my phone?"
"All the goods at the time of the accident in foreclosure if it is still left."
"Reserve?"
"The car you were riding in exploded and devoured everything in it, including your phone, it was found broken in flames,"
"Oh my God," my heart thumped and my body trembled, exploded? Burning off? How could? While I remember I was still in the car at that time, then how could I have survived without burns if the car exploded and caught fire?
"You okay?" the policeman asked me to realize I was scared. I nodded in response, he didn't need to know what I was really feeling.
"When have I been here?"
"Two days ago,"
"Two days?" That means I was unconscious for two days.
"Is there any family out there? I mean, is there anyone looking for me? Coming me? Is there?"
"It's hard enough to know your identity, you're not a Parisian civilian, and without official documents that could help us figure out who you are, it's hard for us to know who you are, the only thing we could do was track the license plate numbers of charred cars, and the three unrecognizable rear numbers meant we had to track the manuals one by one, until we found out the car's information on Mr. Emil O'clan's. So we just informed the man who owns the car about the accident that happened to you, Mrs Namira."
I nodded, so I did.
"Is he ready to come?" my God, what kind of question is that?
"He's coming, and maybe he's on his way, we just called him this morning."
I was silent, was Emil really coming? Dear God, for two days I lay unconscious here and without anyone to accompany me, now I can feel the sadness of Emil at that time, he felt alone in the hospital after the plane crash. And now I can understand his anger at me. Emil,,, I'm sorry.
A drop of my tears streaming down my cheeks, the policeman thrust a handkerchief before me that was drowning in daydreams.
"No, thank you." One of the things about avoiding debt is refusing handkerchief help, it's not in the big dictionary, I created the rules myself.
I wiped my tears with my fingers, and the cop put his white handkerchief back in his pants pocket.
"Well, I've answered all your questions, now it's my turn to ask and you have to give me the honest answer."
"He em, I promise I'll answer all your questions with honesty." Cooperative, that's what I'm trying to do, I don't know, seeing him being nice makes me feel comfortable, less afraid, less, and I also believe that Emil will help me from the snare of the law, or else he won't care and let me stay in the bars. But at least, there are Aretha who will ask Mr. CEO to set me free.
"Do you remember what happened to you two days ago? Tell me the details."
I started telling her what time I left the house, what time I left the club, and how many bottles of Soju I spent. And finally there was an accident.
"Are you out of the car on your own? Or someone helping you?"
"I'm sorry, I don't remember that part," I paused, then went back to talking.
"Am I found not in the car?"
"No, your position is quite far, about 50 meters from the car, lying on the side of the road."
God,,, what happened, I remember I didn't get out of the car, I even remember, having seen the father sitting next to me, and then I hugged him, yes I know, I was, it must have been a hallucination from an accident.
"What else do you remember? Tell me,"
"what I remember, I saw a truck, or a big car right in front of my car, I don't know, I had a bad view after the hard blow, and after that, I don't remember anymore."
"Did you see someone in the steering wheel of a big car colliding with you?"
"No, I just saw the lights, so I can't see anything else, sorry. I really can't help."
The policeman nodded a few times.
"Are there no road surveillance cameras?" my many.
"No, the accident happened on a deserted road that wasn't cctv attached."
"Cloth!" the door opened, surprising those of us who were still talking.
"Namira,,,,"
Emils. The man I loved so much, he ran from the door against the two policemen who tried to prevent him from entering and hugged me after the two policemen released him on the instructions of the police who were with me.
"Namira, I miss you, you scare me!" lirih Emil while crying as she hugged me very tightly. Heart warms. He's a-comin. I cried without movement, letting her hold me tighter.
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