ELLA AND MICHAEL
The Woman Whines to Eat!
“I'm hungry once!”
The woman whined hungry as Michael put away all his food.
“If you eat everything non-stop, your stomach will hurt and be uncomfortable. Do not eat everything at once.”
Michael took a banana in the crazy woman's right hand and took a loaf of bread in the woman's left hand.
Michael is always patient when facing the problems he always encounters every day.
“Eat slowly, little by little.”
“You I'm beautiful, for eating voraciously.”
“That's not what I mean. If you like someone, when he eats it looks beautiful.”
Michael patiently talked to the woman while wiping the cheeks and lips of the crazy woman filled with food scraps.
She smiled, hugged Michael right then, in front of the nurses and other patients who saw him.
“My husband!!”
“Lantas, why are you having an affair with that skinny model?”
The woman began to bounce with her questions.
While the woman was still hugging Michael, one of the nurses had been standing behind the woman, carrying an injection containing a sedative.
After the drug was injected, the woman collapsed and other nurses helped move her back to the room.
Michael returned to where he had placed the glass that had been filled with coffee grounds.
As he was about to fill the glass with hot water, Michael saw a banner indicating that the famous writer Ella was coming to the mental hospital where he worked.
Michael also remembered Marco, his biological brother who idolized Ella.
Marco also collected all the fairy tale books made by Ella in his house.
Michael put his glass back, then called Marco to tell him the news.
“Have you eaten, Brother?”
“I ate ramen this morning.”
Marco just kept quiet not to reply to his sister's words.
“What's wrong?”
“Picturing,” Marco replied briefly.
“You drew in that woman's book again?”
“Not ‘woman it’. He's Ella, the famous writer in this city,” replied Marco who did not accept with his sister's words, as if humbling Ella.
Michael smiled and said,
“Yes, that's what I mean. Author Ella.”
“I heard, he will visit the RSJ where I work. She'll be storytelling in the children's ward.”
“I'll be leaving right now. Take the blue bus number 37, then get off at the fork, then take angkot.”
Marco, hearing that Ella is going to attend the RSJ where Michael works, hastily and hastily heads to the RSJ.
“Kak,” call Michael.
“Then it came down right in front of RSJ,” Marco who kept mumbling regardless of his sister calling him.
“MARCO!!”
Michael was upset and shouted, until the other nurses around him heard Michael's voice.
Likewise with Marco who stopped his chatter when his brother shouted at him over the phone.
“Try breathing three times!” Michael told his brother to calm down.
Marco followed his brother and took a deep breath and exhaled him again, three times.
When Marco calmed down enough, Michael continued.
“Listen to me carefully, Brother. Even if you leave now, it's too late. Only the kids can get in there. You're not a kid anymore, are you?”
“I Marco. 32 Years old. Born in 1992. Although it looks young, but I am not a child.”
Marco with a little personality temprament, still not accepted despite having been advised by his own brother.
