Oh My Saviors

Chapter 39: Story of Clarisa

Every time he meets Nic, he tries to be normal, so Cherry doesn't suspect him. Today he returned to visit Cherry in a hospital that is still recovering.

"Nic, you don't always have to come here if you're busy." Cherry said while pinning a weak smile.

"Calm down, I'm not so busy. No matter how busy it is, I will still make time for you." Nic grabs an apple and cuts it, and he feeds a piece of the white red-fleshed fruit to Cherry.

"Thank you, you're so nice, I'm so lucky to have you by my side." Cherry said with a meaningful smile.

'I don't know if I should be happy or not with this change in Nic's attitude.'

"Sama-sama, I am also happy to be your companion."

~*~

In the same building, a beautiful, tall, blonde doctor with brownish black eyeballs was watching a news story on television. About a village that was hit by flash floods, the disaster claimed many lives, among them children and some pregnant women, there were also victims who disappeared also carried by heavy water currents.

"O Lord they were very sad," Clarisa's heart was sad, the soul of a helper was struggling strongly.

He then picked up a cable phone to call someone, "hello sir, I'm Doctor Clarisa, have you seen the news on Tivi?"

[Yes I have seen him] the voice of the man called the father said.

"So sir, I'd like to ask for permission to be one of the volunteers at that place, if you'll let me." Clarisa expressed her wish.

[That's a very good thought, of course I let go, save as many patients as possible.]

"Thank you sir, I will try to do my best!" Clarisa put the phone back in place. At that moment he immediately fixed his things and passed away.

Arriving at home he found his mother sitting daydreaming in front of the window glass, his eyes highlighted the nanar of a swing made of iron that seemed to have rusted in the back garden, looming in the back, the swing was one of the silent witnesses to the existence of a little girl named Khanza.

"Moment." Call Clarisa while touching Mamah's shoulder.

Sarah glanced at Clarisa from the corner of her eye, "she's really gone right?"

As soon as Clarisa knew who Mama was referring to, "Yes, she left. Isn't that what you've always wanted!" Sarah was silent.

In fact, although the fire of her anger at her husband still did not subside completely, but she did not want her stepson to leave. Although Khanza is a symbol of a wound with a real form, but it cannot be denied, in Sarah's deepest heart the affection is still impregnated.

"Nelson's family is still looking for him, no matter where he goes."

Clarisa's words were increasingly heartbreaking for Sarah, all this time despite her bad attitude towards Khanza, never once did she expect Khanza to disappear from her sight, she said, although he often makes Khanza hurt by his words, in fact his other words in the mouth are in the heart. During this time Sarah often find out and even try to contact Khanza even though using her father as an excuse.

"He's just looking for attention, he'll be back." Sarah dismissed the pessimistic word that came to her mind.

"You know very well he's not that kind of person."

"Risa, enough!" Sarah does not want to hear any more Clarisa's argument that seems to corner her.

"Just give it yourselves, Mamah who knows best about her own heart. The more Mamah dodged, the more it looked." Clarisa passed, she understood very well that her Mom actually cared about Khanza just that she was too proud to admit it.

It used to be so Clarisa, she was so angry when she found out that Khanza was a one-father sister with her, she who used to be so affectionate at once hated in the blink of an eye. The cry of the sister he once loved no longer he ignored, his attitude towards Khanza changed 180° his frustration towards the Father he vented against Khanza, who basically knew nothing. But as time went on, she realized what she was doing was a mistake, several times Clarisa wanted to apologize and wanted to rebuild her relationship with her sister, but those words could only be stuck in his throat, until Khanza finally came out of the house.

Clarisa continued her initial intention of cleaning up the clothes she wanted to bring to the evacuation of disaster victims.

"Where are you going?" sarah asked as she saw her first daughter scrolling the suitcase down the stairs.

"I have to go to the service for a few days Mah," he said calmly.

"Dinas! Why suddenly?"

"Yes, because the show was impromptu. I'll go first Mam." Clarisa said goodbye, then left.

Clarisa's fingers tapped on the steering wheel as her car paused in front of a red light. He glanced at a black car that stopped right next to his car

"Nicholas?!" clarisa's mumbling quietly. He is a bit annoyed at Nic, he thinks Nic will take good care of Khanza until he fully believes, that Khanza will be fine if Nic is with him, in fact, no, now Khanza instead disappeared, he said, Clarisa believes the main cause of Khanza's disappearance is the work of the Nelson family's son.

Clarisa, who did not want her mood to disappear, immediately hit the gas when the lights turned green again. After traveling for hours Clarisa finally arrived at the evacuation site of the flood victims, she immediately pulled over the car in a special parking lot available. The hospital seemed to have told him about his arrival, as he got off some people immediately greeted him and helped him drop the drugs he was carrying in the car.

The condition in this place is quite alarming, many people are injured, with various injuries, some are wounds on the legs, hands and other body parts. Regardless of fatigue Clarisa immediately joined the team of doctors who volunteer at this place. One by one the patients who came Clarisa examined carefully, so it did not feel the time had shown at 19:00 he also cleaned his medical equipment and took off his white coat that was always attached to his body.

Clarisa walked out of the post and occasionally lowered her head while smiling politely at everyone who greeted her. Tired, tired and uncomfortable feelings in his body make him want to quickly meet the bathtub. As Clarisa was walking towards the inn that had been provided for her, her gaze ended on a woman with hair tied high.

"He, Khanza?!"