
Arsen arrived at Puja Medika hospital. He went straight to the patient data section.
"Excuse me, sus!"
"Yes, Sir. Can I help you?" Ask the sister enthusiastically.
"Yes. I would like to ask a patient named Indah Arandita who was rushed here at the time of the accident nineteen years ago."
"Awhile, sir. I'll check first!" Arsen also nodded.
"Good, sus."
The nurse immediately searched the patient name data carefully because there was no mistake later.
"Patient named Indah Arandita has indeed been treated at this hospital, sir."
Arsen was very relieved, at least there was a bright spot there.
"But unfortunately the patient cannot be saved!" Connect the nurse.
"If I may know, who is the doctor who is treating the patient, sus?" Ask Arsen again.
"The name of the doctor is Handoko Wijaya. He's no longer in this hospital."
"Moving or how?"
"If that I know less sir."Answer the Sister again.
"Suster knows where Handoko's doctor's address is? "
"Well, if that's what I can't tell you, sir. Because it's privacy."
"I beg you, sus! I have an important need with Doctor Handoko."
"I'm sorry sir. Can't do. Except, you're the family of the patient."
"That's it, sus. Well, then thanks for the information, sus."
"Yes sir, the same."
Arsen stepped away from there then back into the car.
"Where can I get Handoko's doctor's address?" Arsen looked like he was thinking hard.
"Did I tell Mr Al first?" Then Arsen reached into the cell phone behind his black suit pocket, and dialed Al's number there.
Al is currently in the park behind his house. Today he did not go to the office because of Disa's problem this morning which made Mama Ressa angry to not want to talk to anyone including herself.
It's completely outrageous. She made my mom very disappointed. I've never seen this angry and disillusioned mom. Mom doesn't want to meet anyone. I'm afraid my mom is sick and stressed again.
Al exhaled while rubbing his face a little rough. Suddenly the ringing of the cell phone coming from his phone distracted him. He immediately picked up the phone.
"Yes, Sen?"
"Yes, Sir. I'd like to report on his progress, sir. So, I've contacted Mr. Sugandi. He said that Mr. Abdi's daughter with Ms. Anna was rushed to Puja Medika hospital during the accident. "
"Do you go to that hospital?"
"Yes, Sir. I just asked the nurse the patient data section. If the boy had been rushed here, but his life could not be saved."
"Is the data really accurate, Sen?" Tanya Al still hesitates.
"certainly, sir. I just asked the doctor who handled the child, but the doctor unfortunately no longer works at this hospital, sir."
"Have you asked for the doctor's address?"
"That's it, sir. The nurse could not give the address of the doctor who treated the child, as it violated her privacy. Except for the patient's family."
Al was silent for a moment while thinking.
The hospital will only give the doctor's address to his family. It's not possible if I tell Arsen to confess to Amera's family. The hospital is afraid to contact his family. Everything's gonna fall apart.
"Sen?"
"Yes, Sir?"
"Who is the name of the doctor who handles Indah Arandita?"
"Doctor Handoko Wijaya, sir. "
Al stunned.
"Let me tell you again what to do next, Sen."
"Good, sir."
After his phone connection was switched off, Al immediately searched for Mario's doctor's contact number. He hopes that number is still active. And when he tried calling, his number was still active. But unfortunately Mario's doctor is in another call.
"Gue try to chat again?" Her thought.
Good day, doctor Mario. I am Alan Permadi, son of Permadi. I want to ask if you know the address of the doctor Handoko Wijaya who served in the hospital Puja Medika? I have an interest in him. Thank ye.
Al grabbed his phone after sending the message to wait for a reply from Mario's doctor.
From a distance, Amera saw her husband sitting on a white iron bench in the back garden of the house. She narrowed her eyes to see if it was her husband.
"That, mas Al. Why is he there?" Her thought.
"I am samperin." She then set foot to approach her husband.
The notification sound of the message goes to Al's phone. The man opened it immediately.
Afternoon.
If not mistaken doctor Handoko lives in Jampang-Sukabumi, Jalan xx xx number xx. By the way, I am very sorry for the passing of Mr. Permadi. I'm sorry that time couldn't come because there was business abroad.
Jampang-sukabumi? It's a long way from here, too. I need to tell you about arsenic immediately.
Before calling Arsen, Al re-typed in a reply for Mario's doctor.
Yes doctor. Its alright. I've understood. Thank you very much for the information.
After that he called his personal assistant.
"Hello, Sen. I got the doctor's address. Today you also went to Sukabumi. I'll send you the full address."
After that, the phone connection was turned off again.
"Sukabumi?"
Al jumped in shock when someone heard his conversation with Arsen. As soon as he turned his head, Amera stood before him at this moment.
"Who wants to go to Sukabumi, Mas?" Amera asked again, making the man before her nervous but he tried to cover up her nervousness.
Unbeknownst to her, Amera landed her body sitting next to her husband.
"It's none of your business!"
"I'm your wife, Mom. I deserve to know my husband's own business." Amera stared fixedly at her husband who did not want to look back at her. The woman breathed.
"A few days ago my mother and father also had time to go to Sukabumi."
Al turned his head and became interested in his wife's conversation.
"To Sukabumi? "
Amera nodded.
"Well?"
"It's none of your business, Mommy." His word. Created a stifled rage on her husband's face.
"I am your husband. If you know something, tell your husband!"
Amira put on a smile looking at the expression on her husband's face.
"When you smile? Revenge with me because I didn't answer your question? Huh yeah?"
"Oh my goodness, Mas Al. Who the hell is revenge? You're the only time that negative thoughts continue to be the same as me."
"Yes, what if not revenge? If the husband is answered!"
"Yes, Mas, Yes. So mom is my dad to Sukabumi he said business. That's it for you."
"That's a hard answer." grumbled Al before leaving.
Amera can only smile while shaking her head staring at the departure of her husband who brings a look of annoyance.
Mas, Mas. Sometimes you're funny too if it's like that again.
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