SPIRIT AND DEATH

TERROR 3

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"Who is that? Where'sme? " i was able to open both my eyes.

Suddenly from the right side, I felt someone lying down with their eyes glaring and looking at me. I began to feel this was not true, my sweat began to fall from above my forehead to the side of my ears.

I tried to glance towards the right because my head could not move freely and what I saw, there was a figure that was wearing a plain white cloth.

"Help me ...! " he said in a whisper but his voice sounded so clear and sharp that it shook my heart most deeply.

"Say! How can I help you while I myself am trapped in a place I do not know. "I said with my lips shaking violently and tears dripping.

"Help me ...! " he said once more, and this time I felt this mysterious figure crying. "Help me .. help me .. help me .. "he said continuously without stopping.

"Help me .. help me .. help me ... help me.. toloooong ... Oh my goodness Sarah ... What else happened to you son? " That voice is Dad's voice.

I forced myself to move and opened my eyes. "Sarah .. You must be aware son ... Sarah ... " said Father in a voice that looked very panicked.

"Relax Om, calm down .. soon we will arrive at the hospital." said someone I do not recognize.

Before long, I felt the vehicle I was riding stopped and then I heard a boisterous and violent voice. Curious, I want to open my eyes. But, it was as if someone was pressing both of my eyes so strongly that I could not open them.

I tried to calm myself down. Furthermore, I felt that my body was shaken and swayed to and fro but not too strong. "Go to the IGD room! " says someone I don't know.

I can feel my body, my touch, or my actions. But I could not open my eyes even when I was conscious.

I don't know how much time I've spent opening my eyes, which is clear right now that I feel lonely and alone. I feel like there is no Dad by my side and the other guys. But at the same time I was able to open both my eyes and look around me.

"It's a hospital .." I said calmly and that's what I realized.

Shortly after I opened my eyes. I heard a whisper from the outside, like a patient in critical condition and had to be treated immediately. I turned my face towards the nurses and doctors who were working hard to save the lives of their patients.

From my position, I can also see a female patient in a concerning condition on the bed. His face and body were full of blood. "The victim was hit and run" one nurse told her colleagues.

"Pity, let alone being pregnant like this" said another nurse.

My distance is not too far away, so I can see how the patient's life-saving process is. About 25 minutes passed, the doctor stated the patient had passed his critical period, his desire to live high and it made the patient survive. Said the doctor who saved the woman's life.

After witnessing the rescue, I immediately intend to sleep and hope that Dad will return here quickly. But just as I was about to close my eyes, I saw the woman beside my bed, who had previously been helplessly limp on the patient bed, walking slowly towards my bed 

somewhere.

WONDER ... then I quickly removed the infusion needle embedded in my left hand and followed the woman.

Fearing that the woman misunderstood me, I moved slowly while holding my left hand to hold the blood out of the infusion pinhole which I forcefully removed.

the woman turned, and I took a turn.

I continued to follow his slow footsteps, the straight position of the hospital tunnel made me misbehave,

what if he sees me? What if he misunderstands me? What if he's mad at me? I asked in my heart while continuing to follow her footsteps.

Amidst the conflict between mind and mind, it turns out that my footsteps can not stop. This time, I was right behind him and continued to follow him like a shadow.

He did not glance or look left and right at all.

It was as if his steps were bound to lead to a room. 

As I started to actually follow her pace faster, I saw the woman stop. He's not stepping anymore. About 5 minutes of standing, I turned her body to the left and walked back.

"Maybe the woman has reached her destination" I said in a whispering voice as I watched her.

I followed the woman back, I didn't look left and right, I just focused on her.

I followed him to the small hallway, from inside the room there was a bright enough light colored to brass red. 

The woman sat behind me in a long, shiny brown wooden chair. But there was nobody in there I thought, peering from the end of the room.

A sense of disdain and curiosity was present in my head. But I tried to approach him and greet him. "Sorry Ma'am, good night .. "greet me politely, then this mysterious woman moves her head slightly to the right as if she wants to see me but I'm holding her back.

"Why are the kids here? Isn't Mama sick?" asked me and the mysterious woman again nodding her head.

"Preferably Maak break, let me take you to the room again. "I said but the mysterious woman was just silent.

Worried that I was trying to approach the woman slowly and I wanted to persuade and convince her to return to the IGD room with me but the woman did not react.

I didn't want to break the charcoal, I once again persuaded him but not the answer "Yes willing, "that I got but rather a strange attitude from him. Suddenly, Iya stood close to the boxes of small size like lockers. Yes, it touched the locker's puller handle and I saw the number listed there 0990.

What do you really want to do? I'm very confused. Not wanting to linger, I stretched out my right hand and touched his right shoulder. It felt so smooth and cold, there was a sense of awe over in my heart for the woman who was now in front of me. But I don't know why.

Slowly, I patted my finger on his shoulder and said, "Mbak .. mbaaak ...." But my greeting seemed to be refuted with my voice that seemed to be lost covered by the voice of others

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