Alexio "Pink Diary"

Chapter 89

This that pink venom, this that pink venom

Thats that pink venom

Straight to yes dome.....

Screaming screeches of the song was heard from behind the door of the patient's hospital room, Dira was so in disbelief, he repeatedly looked at the room number and glanced at the name of the patient, the patient, and glanced again but still did not change that number.

“What, really who has room.” Dira clucked then pulled the door handle and showed an extraordinary view.

“Dome?!” he was stunned when he saw the boy in puberty holding a microphone with a television screen full of black pink personnel who were singing one of their songs, Venom.

“Hai baby, come.” He called Dira following a wave of his hand so that his beloved girl approached while he remained in his comfortable position.

Dira almost dropped his jaw on the absurd behavior of the boy who was fond of drawing genitals and also fighting it, a girl group adherents from the country of gangs there apparently.

“You can song blackpink?” when the song ran out, he asked Dira about it.

“Slight.” Dira replied grimacingly, but instead Dome sumringah responded, he gave Dira a microphone and pressed the control button of the song back until the row of 4 blackpink members reappeared on the screen.

“Yes God, this is a boy.” Dira shook his head in disbelief, how could the young man next to him seem indifferent and not prestige of his love for the world of girl groups.

Until 30 minutes passed, Dira was already caught off guard against the behavior of Dome which if not stopped then it could be until late at night this singing duet will be done.

Tut!

The large 48-inch television screen turned dark

“Yaaah why shut down, baby.” A sigh of complaint from Dome accompanied the aftermath.

“You are, what the hell is Dome, you are a patient, even make the room look like a karaoke place. And crazy again I serve anyway.” Said Dira reminded and wanted to shake his head that participated in the madness of his patients.

Dira was sure that the Dome room had been changed by the boy himself. Just look there is already a playstation (PS) 5 on the buffet that knows when the big object is standing there, then the big television is still cling once the appearance, he said, then in the corner there is a coffee machine and in the other corner there is a large poster emblazoned with football players who read Ballotheli there.

“Who gave me permission to change rooms so this, huh?!” todong Dira on the Dome who answered with a grin of her rancor.

“Dome!” call Dira anxious

“Yes, yes, I replied the doctor. That's all I told you. I'm not going to the one who has kok, my father who asked to see Dr. Ladh for my permission. Anyway I'm bored doctor, this fuckin' room is empty, healed no, crazy can be.” Dome replied lightly, as if her actions were not wrong at all.

“But still wrong Dome, you are a patient, and everything is treated the same, if you want to watch television there is open space with other patients.” Said Dira disagreed. How could his father agree so easily to a patient changing his own room. Later Dira will ask his own father after this.

“Aihh don't do that, watching with other patients is not cool, all parents who watch soap operas or about the old world all, I am a generation of energetic doctors, does not fit all that.” Elak Dome does not agree with Dira's advice.

“But it's one method for patient socialization, Dome, all treated equally.” Reply Dira stared at Dome sharply

“Do not want, I want it like this, free with my idol girls.” Show it to a dead television from here.

Yoke!

Dira tapped Dome's forehead and rubbed his knuckle until a voice sounded from there, and the next ringing from Dome

“You have the heart once baby, sick.” Dome grumbled holding her forehead which had been snatched by Dira casually.

“Doctor Dira!!!” after successfully closing the door, Dira heard an affordable Dome cry from outside the door. He chuckled then his eyes looked at the thing that was within his grasp.

“Eat him don't be naughty you brat.” Seru Dira took the remote tv Dome and waltzed away, towards the patient room on behalf of Rahayu.

Chequelek

Slowly, Dira opened the door and peeked slightly into the room of the patient in question. Calm. Empty brakar, where's the patient?

He glanced deeper, and finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched his patient stand staring out the window. Dira decided to enter, slowly stepping towards the patient.

“Good day, grandma.” Sapa Dira approached, attracting the attention of patients who immediately turned their head to the sound.

“Iya nak.” Sahut patient with a smile that is so shady for Dira.

Now Dira has been standing right next to the patient, along with staring at the scenery outside which only contains a pile of green plants and flowers blooming. It was so cold in my eyes.

“Granny how are you?” tanya Dira turned her head to the patient who was staring blankly outside.

“Good, already much better doctor.” The answer, but caught there was a bit of a heavy tone there until the Dira reflex embraced the shoulder of the patient because it knew what would happen after this.

Hix

Issues that come out of the patient increasingly glue the embrace of Dira, giving strength to patients who want to express their sadness.

It is known that the tragedy that befell his daughter makes the patient busy blaming himself to be able to present a hallucinatory figure of his daughter who is always lying nearby. That is, to put aside the emotions that should be released by the patient. Because more and more emotional turmoil in there, it is tantamount to hurting and fostering a sense of depression deeper.

“You must be happy there, Grandma. Grandma only needs to mengikhlaskan so that Nanda can go quietly.”ujar Dira strengthen. Enlightening the patient next to him.

“Iya doctor. I-I will try to give my daughter.” The patient answered in his tears.

“Nanda,, go quietly dear.” Lightly the words of the patient who made the atmosphere blue until Dira was dissolved with a clear circle flowing on his face.

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“Damn it! Clean them.” From inside the car, Alexio is upset, as his steps just about to reach the airport must be blocked when he is told there is a spy of his father who follows.

He did not want his plan to meet his grandfather screwed by his father. Bhishma did not know what the man called daddy did. The result of his daughter had to die and get sick alone at an age that was still very young.

And Alexio will punish Suprapto's actions in his way, whether to be torn apart, thrown into the forest, in a similar reply, or bankrupted his efforts, for sure the reward must be as painful as that felt by his twin, Alexias.

Decit the sound of the car stopping was the beginning of Alexio who finally helped stop his father's escort action which always followed wherever he went.

“You, if you still want to live, shut up, and get in the car.” He pointed roughly at the face of his father's bodyguard, then turned to Roy to hold the guard so as not to report and block his plan.

“Capture him, if caught reporting, you just kill him.” Alexio's word was cruel not concerned with the anxious look of the bodyguard who had bruised some parts of his face due to beaten Alexio's bodyguard and Alexio himself.