Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapters 19. Determining Direction

The woman was lying weakly on a hospital bed in one of the second-class wards of the Rajawali Wing hospital. Various kinds of medical equipment appear to decorate the weak body of this woman. His eyes were closed like he was diving into a sea of dreams. His body was also weak, looking very tired. Perhaps it is true, tired of facing the bitter bitter bitter of this world.

Women who should go through their twilight with happiness, this is exactly the opposite. The woman seemed to be so tormented in her days. And in the end, he was banished without anyone knowing what the reason was.

Map ... tap ... tap ....

The sound of footsteps could be heard filling the hallways of the Rajawali Wing hospital. A pair of legs belonging to a man entered the room where was the bed of this twilight woman. He sharpened his sense of sight, to make sure that this twilight-aged woman was what he was looking for.

A doctor and several nurses accompanying the man lowered their heads. Their hearts beat irregularly. From the look on their faces, they were like frightened people.

"Do you know what you've done wrong?"

Without further ado the man with a tall stature immediately crammed the doctor and nurse in front of him with successful questions further making their heart beat fast. From the questions that are thrown, it can be ascertained if there are mistakes that they have made.

The doctor shook his head. "I don't know Sir. I really don't know. I feel like I've done my job well and according to the hospital procedure."

Men with a sturdy body posture can only massage the temple. Hearing the doctor speak, making a sense of dizziness suddenly come without being pushed aside.

"I believe that you have done your best and in accordance with the hospital procedures. But do you know who this guy is?"

The doctor and the nurse could only throw one another a glance. They both shook their heads together.

"She is Madam Kartika Dewi. The wife of the founder of this hospital."

The pair of netra doctors and nurses were instantly wide and perfectly rounded. They did not expect that the elderly woman who was rubbed weakly on the hospital bed was the number one person in the hospital where they worked. Instantly my hair bristled and warning letters or dismissal suddenly came overshadowing.

"Is that really Sir? I really don't know about it."

Although stuttered and overwhelmed by the ambush fear, but the doctor still tried to remain calm. He does not want if until the nervousness he feels just makes him more wrong.

"You do not know that she is the wife of the founder of the Rajawali Wing hospital? How long have you been in the hospital?"

"Sorry sir, I have only been practicing in this hospital for three months. So I don't know who Kartika's mother this Goddess is."

The tall, stout man could only screech while shaking his head. Right now, it feels like he is venting his anger over the carelessness of this doker. For letting the wife of the founder of this hospital occupy the usual treatment room and not VVIP. But what could he remember is this doctor is a new doctor who has only three months served in this hospital.

"Good, Sir. I'll remember it well."

"Now, quickly move Mrs Kartika to the VVIP room and provide the best service."

"Good sir."

The goddess who had been standing at the door, tried to digest every word that was said from the man with a tall stature. He only understood if the grandmother he found was the owner of the Rajawali Wing hospital and now has met with one of the members of his exit. In the end, Dewi twisted her heels, swinging her legs to hasten leaving the grandmother's ward.

"Thank God, my grandmother met her family members. I think it's enough up to here that it's my duty to help the grandmother. May you heal soon, Grandma."

The goddess monologued softly while looking fixed on Kartika's face from the front door. He put the fruit parcel that was in the grip that he had previously bought shortly after getting out of the pawnshop. Spring, Dewi took wide footsteps to get out of this area of the hospital.

The sturdy man who was previously inside the hospital room, suddenly stood glued when his bead of eyes caught a lump of parcel lying in front of the door. He took the parcel by occasionally spreading his gaze to the right left. He thought this parcel belonged to one of the visitors to this hospital.

The man's forehead shriveled with two eyebrows that were clinging to each other. He was very surprised by the existence of this sudden fruit parcel.

Who does this parcel belong to? Is there anyone who knows the whereabouts of Mrs Sepuh in this hospital? Oh, my God, why did I forget one thing? Who brought the old lady to this hospital? Come on Hans find out who that guy is.

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The wind that blows hard on the face of Dewi who is stepping foot down the road in the corner of Jakarta. After his departure from the hospital, he decided to return to his original place. The place where he found the twilight-aged woman was dumped by a group of unknown people. He felt that this place was suitable for him to make as a place to live.

Beside a dwelling made of plywood, he landed his butt. Slowly, he opened a package containing rice, omelet and vegetable papaya leaves. He ate so voraciously as the hunger crept up.

Bribe by mouthful of rice wrap it into his taste senses. There was no other feeling he felt other than a sense of relief from being able to fill his empty stomach. His gaze was immediately laughed, remembering the beloved sister and mother.

Mother, forgive the Goddess for not being able to tell you. The goddess really has not been able to give any news. Dewi also does not want to make mothers anxious if they find out that the Goddess has a lot of trials in this city. But the Goddess promised not to give up. The goddess will try hard to survive in this city.

A sudden tightness in the chest. Without feeling, a single drop of clear grain from the Goddess's eye pelt dripped just like that. Eagerly, he wiped the clear grain, inhaled a deep breath, he exhaled slowly and puffed his shoulders to be more rigid in stepping.

Bead eyes of the Goddess, fixed on a group of small children who try to scavenge sustenance on the side of the road. They're busking to get money.

Do I have to go busking to survive in Jakarta?