Home With Actors

Home With Actors
Chapter 04's



In one of the rooms, Megan lay weak. Jim was busy starting his rescue action and assisted Sam based on makeshift equipment.


Two hours later they came out of the room. A sigh of relief escaped the weak breath of the two of them. They were overwhelmed in the room which made him sweat heavily.


As Nadia and Jakson wait on the sofa, Jakson stares closely at the room and finds Jim and Sam coming out of it. He also wanted to know the state of the young woman who had not even been identified.


Sam's figure approached with strides, his strength drained out in the room with a tense action.


“How? is she okay?” asked Jakson who immediately stood up from his seat hoping that the woman was okay.


“Pray him to be safe!” said Sam with a weak tone and sweat that rounded between his hair.


“I asked if she'd be okay?” obviously Jakson who did not accept the words is not sure. He should be able to convince himself that the girl is fine, because it is a burden on his mind now.


“He's fine, wait a few days and he'll be conscious, but.." Jim said to a halt, considering Megan seems to have Congenital Analgesia syndrome, he thought this syndrome appeared when the accident occurred.


“But what's up! Are you sure he's okay!” jakson asked firmly.


“He will be good, we are waiting for the development when he is conscious!" clearly Jim assured the figure that looked already agitated.


“Alright! at least he'll be safe!” muttered Jakson.


“But, your face why?” asked Jim who realized the swelling on Jakson's face, slowly he approached and looked at the bruises there.


“Sstt, pain!” ringis Jakson when Jim's touch landed there then brushed the hand off.


“This has been bumped!” inexplicably.


“What's been given wound medicine!” said Jim who cared, then looked for the existence of the medicine box in the corners of the room.


“Already!” the reply is ketus who stopped Jim's activities looking for a cure.


“No paparazzi following you!” ask Sam who increasingly remembers it, because usually Jakson always followed paparazzi, none other than just taking photos of this handsome actor.


“I don't know!” ketus.


“I want to sleep, tomorrow I have to work double! you take care of that woman!” obviously Jakson did not care as it passed to his room considering the night was getting late.


“What do you mean I take care of him, I also want to rest!” sam refused firmly.


“Already, let me take care of him, you guys just rest!” clearly Nadia relented, staring at the two figures of the exhausted-looking young man, it was clear she had to understand the reason for their tiredness at least this was all she could do to help.


“Indeed Nadia is the best! I rest first yes, good night!” obviously Sam then rose from his place to one of the rooms that was none other than his own.


Jim who was still stunned, he was thinking about something, he was not sure of the treatment to the woman. In the presumption the woman will fall asleep in the future due to a collision that occurred in her head, maybe when the girl realized she will experience amnesia, he guessed.


“What's Jim? What are you thinking!” tanya Nadia stared fixedly at the figure she meant.


“Aaa nothing!” he was surprised by the short daydream.


“You sleep, you must be tired too!” nadia told me to pay attention.


Without further ado, Jim obeyed the order, he was tired of dealing with a patient. Yes how else, as a doctor he must carry out his role is not.


No. no. No..


The sound of the wall clock is growing, the night is also getting late. The atmosphere of the house with dim lights provides deep silence. In one of the rooms that was full of medicinal smells, even the smell of blood was still faintly in that room. Nadia stared fixedly at the weak figure lying weakly on the soft field there.


“Poor woman, still young like this but ends here!” his murmur stared fixedly at that figure.


“Alright, I have to sleep here” he continued then stared at the sofa with the intention of going to sleep there.


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If there is a similarity in the name of the character and the place where I as the author apologized. This story is merely fictitious, not intended to offend readers and others.