Mahligai Infidelity
-Sneak
At eight o'clock in the evening, a nurse was pushing a medical trolley to VVIP room number 2. The nurse had trouble pushing the semi-cabinet-shaped table. A menu of different types of food is on the table.
When passing two people who were guarding the door of the room, the nurse was stopped by two guards who continued to stand in front of the door. The two guards just changed sif watch an hour ago.
“Stop!” A guard confronted the nurse before entering the room.
“What is this?” ask the guard while checking what the nurse is pushing.
“This is a patient's dinner, sorry this time a little late to deliver dinner. The kitchen is lacking a chef,” explained the nurse without question. He tried to make the transition so that the two guards did not continue the examination up to the table of the troly.
“Tomorrow may not have breakfast again, the chefs in the kitchen agreed to strike if their salaries are not paid,” continued the nurse.
The two guards looked at each other. Maybe in their hearts they asked each other. What is the relationship between the kitchen and us? Or maybe they ask, why can't this expensive hospital pay the salaries of chefs in the kitchen?
“If I were a chef it would be—” the nurse was just about to continue the story but the two guards immediately told her to come in.
“Come in, don't talk much, it's past dinner.”
“Right working nurse, don't gossip too much,” one bodyguard said.
“But I do not gossip sir, in the kitchen chef chef indeed—,”
“Already fast in,” cut that guard. He did not want the nurse to continue the story.
The nurse finally got into the room.
“Night bu Jenny,” greet the nurse.
Jenny who was smearing her face with a toner cotton directly looked back.
“Night.”
“I brought dinner to Jenny and the patient,” the nurse said.
“Loh last night at 6pm dinner already.”
“Sshhhht.” The nurse immediately covered her index finger to her lips.
The nurse opened the closet door.
From the closet Richard came out.
“Hhhhh mas,” murmured jenny. His throat was blocked while his eyes were wide. He was shocked to see Richard come out of the closet.
“Ssshhhhtt,” Richard also told Jenny not to be too noisy.
“What are you doing here?” jenny asked while bringing Richard into a room.
“Mas reckless once, outside there are guards!” jenny said.
“You never told me, how can I visit you?” ask Richard slowly.
“I, I can stay here as long as I don't bring anything from outside,” Jenny said.
“Where's Arkan?” ask Richard then.
“Arkan? Why are you looking for Arkan here?” ask Jenny.
“It's been two weeks Arkan no news.”
“Ha, where did my son go? Wulan?” Jenny asked back.
“Wulan was kidnapped by Brian, and Arkan disappeared a few weeks after Wulan was kidnapped!” said Richard.
“Hssshhhh,” hiss Jenny. “Brian! It must be Brian!” Jenny squeezed her shirt until it looked crumpled. His face was angry and worried.
“I think Arkan is here with you.”
“I'm here because I intentionally. Mas Johan was new to surgery, I deliberately offered to take care of it until it healed,”, said Jenny.
“Which wife is Johan himself? Why do you have to take care of it?”
“Say Brian, his mother is also sick. Now in Switzerland do not have to fly here.”
“You already know what Brian looks like, but you still believe his words! Now how fate my son, I feel Arkan is in need of my rock.”
“Mas, mas don't scare me. Arkan must be fine.”
“Now you take this. When there is news of the existence of Arkan you directly contact me, I can not linger long here,”, said Richard while handing the phone to Jenny's hand.
“Mas, please find our son see you. After the Johan mas realized, I will ask him to contact Brian and ask him directly,” pinta Jenny with a pleading face.
“Yes already, you take care of yourself here. Greetings to Johan,” Richard rushed out of the room and went back into the closet.
After Richard's death, Jenny's mind became unsettled. What Brian did was out of control. Jenny must ask Johan to persuade Brian to release Arkan. Brian promised us that we would never kill again.
“Did Brian kill Arkan? No no, it can't happen!”
Jenny walked towards a door. He entered the room, where his brother was sleeping. Then he sat down beside the bed.
“Mas Johan, wake up. It has been two days since the operation Johan has not been aware. There's something I want to tell you mas,” Jenny said while holding her brother's hand.
“Doctor said, second surgery, mas will recover faster. Real is now two days mas not yet awake,” muttered Jenny.
While leaning beside the bed Jenny finally fell asleep.
A few hours' lapse. Johan's hand started moving. He tried to raise his hand over Jenny's head.
“Jenny,” call him.
“Mas, in Johan. Mercifully. I Call the doctor here first mas.” He pressed the green button on the wall near the nightstand.
“Mas, how is mas johan feeling Now?”
Johan blinked his eyes, a sign that he was fine.
“Come healing mas, I need mas. Don't keep getting sick. Do you have the heart to see this mas brother is always worried?”
Johan smiled slightly. A few moments later a doctor and two nurses entered the room.
“Pak Johan is aware yes,” said the doctor while checking the condition of the patient. “What is the nausea sir?” ask the doctor.
Johan shakes.
“Doctor, when can patients go home?” ask Jenny blakan.
“Aduh bu, just realized, the time has already asked to go home?” said the doctor.
“Kira aja doc when,” added Jenny.
“Hmm, four to five more days. The rest every week should be routine control,” explained the doctor.
“Good, mas finally we can go home,” said Jenny happy.
“Maclum is doc, I've been in the hospital for a month. If I don't go home, it means I can't go home either. Who lives in the hospital?” without a sense of reluctance Jenny revealed her heart.
“Iya ma'am, I understand. Patience up to four to five days more yes ma'am,” said the doctor.
“Yes already, I say goodbye first. The nurse will just take blood and take urine and change the clothes of the patient, if the mother needs help Panggi alone me in my room next to this room,” said the doctor.
“Good doc, Thanks.”
“Mari sir, ma'am. I excuse.” The doctor passed from the room.
“Mas,” call jenny.
Johan's eyes glanced at Jenny.
“Mas,” call her again.
Johan raised his forehead.
“Mas can't talk?” knock Jenny.
“Why?” johan said in a soft and stiff tone.
“Surgical circuitry in heart damaged lip mas,” murmured Jenny.
Johan laughed at Jenny's words.
“Bu, patient just regained consciousness. Usually patients who are completely anesthetized are rather slow to think and respond. Their consciousness has not returned perfectly,” explained the nurse.
Johan seemed to nod at the nurse's words.
“Yes already, I ask you tomorrow. Tomorrow the patient can talk, right sus?” ask Jenny.
He looks worried, agitated. Her brain keeps thinking about the whereabouts of her son Arkan. It's been two weeks that Arkan has no news, and he just found out now. What if something bad happened to Arkan?
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TBC…
