SPIRIT AND DEATH

LAST BREATH (Part 2)

"Aduuh .... "

I get up and move. I held my head so heavy that it was hard for me to lift.

Standing in the corner of the room, a woman I didn't recognize but it felt like I remembered her deathly pale face. The nurse approached me, she moved slowly, her gaze straight and sure.

"My name is Isabela .... " His eyes were sharp at me without blinking. "If you need anything, just tell me. " His flat expression made me wrinkle my forehead.

It's almost morning. "Where's my dad?"

I asked because I saw no Dad around me.

"Sometimes we have to be alone without the company of those who have loved us, even though we are heavy and sick we have to continue to spend time, not knowing until when ... that is certain until something comes or someone who can stop our steps or just continue to hope that time quickly stops." said Sister Isabela

A word that is deep in meaning, like something great has happened to it. I could only be silent listening to her every word, and trying to decipher it.

I straightened my head and lowered my head, what does this nurse say? What is just a babble, or a warning about life and that this life must continue to be lived until time stops.

I raised my head again and wanted to ask about her, but at the same time I could no longer see nurse Isabela. Where the hell's he going? So quick ... ask in the heart.

I was trying to stand up to find Dad, maybe Dad was in the front seat of the room or maybe he was in the lobby, but if I met the nurse (Isabela) I could ask him too.

My steps are still slow even a little dragging, sometimes I grunt in pain but I keep stepping because I want to find a father. I'm a little surprised why Dad's not with me.

When I opened the door and came out of my room, I felt very uncomfortable. The hallways of the hospital were empty and somewhat dark. The dim light also makes the atmosphere more unpleasant.

I followed where the bright light was from the corner of my hallway. Sometimes my hand holds my head that hurts, then occasionally holds my neck that feels cold so that makes my hair stand up.

I put my hands together, rubbed them and hugged my own body with both hands. My feelings are really bad, there is no one here, I murmured.

Arriving at the large door where the bright light came from I looked towards the left of the room that was not too big. "Place guard." I read the writing above the entrance of the room.

Seen from inside someone peeked at me from a fairly large glass, I also noticed him but he just looked at me, the caretaker nurse muttered

I continued my search to find Dad. My hunch says that if you're downstairs, I'm going there too. There are two options to go downstairs, the stairs and the elevator. I paused to see which way was comfortable for me and I chose the elevator to go downstairs.

I stood in front of the elevator occasionally looking at myself from the elevator door, I looked messy.

Tiiiing. (the elevator door is open).

I entered the small room, then I pressed the 2nd floor button. Heeem ... My feathers why stand up?. I felt like someone was in this elevator, but I was alone but I could feel the aura.

I tried to turn my ugly mind away, I suddenly felt like someone was holding my right shoulder. I realized very well that in this elevator there was only me, my heart began to beat fast. I sensed that someone was already approaching me and almost stuck his body on my back.

Tiiiing. (the elevator door is open).

I got out of the elevator, my steps were pretty fast. "G .... " My feet were sore and stiff, I leaned my body against the wall that was far enough away from the elevator but my heart was still disordered.

From here I could hear the sound of the crowd like more than 5 people. I stepped there, maybe I would have calmed down with those people, I thought.

I walked into the room without any excuse and was stale, after I opened the door I saw all of them but the expression they showed me was not up to my expectations. They looked at me with sharp eyes even they stopped talking and joking.

Their gazes made me even more uncomfortable, it seemed like I had made a big mistake and they were punishing me with their eyes on me.

"Dad ... Father .... " My pace started to slow down as my legs got heavier. I continued down the dark alley with heavy steps, from the opposite direction I saw a mature woman moving towards me. Her long hair and her dragging steps made my hands tremble.

He kept walking towards me, and I kept walking towards him, as if there was no other way and I could only go forward and keep going forward.

Until the time came, me and the woman were close together. We passed by but I decided not to greet him. Now that she was right on my right side, my feelings grew even more uneasy as the woman stopped her steps.

With an erratic heart I tried hard to continue my steps, I kept pretending not to see it.

A few steps I left the woman, I listened clearly to the sound of something breaking, crumbling, and breaking. The voice was very clear in my ear.

It sounded so scary to me, even my ears were shaking and moving on their own but I still need to know what's going on there? My turn. I slowly twist my body.

That woman, whose position was standing upright I was no longer in that position. His head looked at me, no. His head was upside down, his hands and feet were turned upside down like they were broken, he was crawling on the floor like he was preparing to pounce on me. He twirled his head, and out of his mouth came a pitch-black blood.

I was so surprised to see that figure, I kept shouting as hard as I could. Right now, I no longer feel any pain in my legs and body. I continued to run quickly, the woman continued to chase after me while making crisp noise from inside her mouth.

In front of me some distance away, I saw a middle-aged man standing holding a broom and a mop. I expected a lot from him, when I saw the man I felt there would be help.

I stopped my screams and tried to get close to the man, but the further I ran, the further I reached.

"No... no. .. no .... " I screamed again while crying, I was so scared.

I kept running but the woman kept following me. "Dad ... Dad ... I ducked down and felt that my breath was like it was going to stop, I held my chest firmly.

My legs are very tired and I can no longer control them. It was time for me to run and my right foot touching my left foot made me fall and crash. My face hurt from clashing with the floor, I lifted my face and I saw my father at the end of the road.

Dad seemed to be sitting on his own while wiping his tears. When I saw my dad full of energy, I stood up and ran back, running towards Dad.

A few steps closer to my father, I saw him standing with some people dressed in white while holding the bed and they pushed him.

Not wanting to lose Dad again, I steeled my steps, I leaned my body forward and ran as hard as I could. I want to hug Dad, I want to ask for his protection from my fears.

"Yeahhhhhhhh." I kept shouting Dad but it didn't seem like Dad heard my voice. I don't care, I'm like crazy, I keep running to reach my dad.

"Aaaouuuh." My leg tripped the leg of a nurse pushing the bed next to Dad, I tried to hold on and hold on to the bed, but because of my very strong run, I fell down and fell. I accidentally pulled the blanket over the patient's body.

I realized what I was doing, I was trying to get up and stand up. I ducked down and took the blanket. I covered the body of the patient who was on the bed starting from his feet. I continued to pull the blanket over my stomach, chest, neck and ...

His head, yes his head, but at that moment I could only be silent and look at him. My hands stopped. I recognized that face. Yes, that's my face.

I was lying on the bed with a pale face, my lips were no longer red, my cheeks were yellowing, it was me.

I looked at the father who was constantly crying and wiping his tears.

"Dad ... Dad ...." My tears flowed incessantly looking at the broken-looking and weakly helpless father.

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