Status I Never Wanted

Uncontrollable

One week passed, and by then I was used to living in this hospital environment. This was also my first visit to see me.

"Son, how are you" my mother told me.

While I was still late in daydreaming and did not respond to the mother's words.

"Son" mother called me again.

but I still didn't respond. Just keep contemplating and thinking about something you shouldn't be thinking about.

I was tired of waiting for me to answer her words. And he left me to see the doctor who treated me.

"Excuse me doc, may I know the development of my daughter at this time" my mother told the doctor who treated me.

"By mom, so my mom's daughter's condition is still as you see it, still likes to be quiet and not want to tell me and the nurse the problems she faces and fill her mind at this time" the doctor told my mother about my condition.

"Like that, doc, but it can heal doc" said mom worried about my condition.

"God willing, ma'am, I will try to let my mother's daughter get well soon" said the doctor reassured and calmed my mother's heart.

"Thank you doc, I hope my daughter gets well soon. I feel sorry for my crying granddaughter to see and hug her mother" she told the doctor.

"Yes ma'am, we are the same - just pray that the mother's daughter will recover quickly and be able to reunite with her daughter" said the doctor.

"Yes doc, then I'll excuse you first" the mother said goodbye to the doctor.

Then she left the doctor who treated me to see me again and say goodbye and left me here again.

"Son, mommy's coming home first. You take good care of yourself" said the mother bidding farewell to me and while hugging me who was frozen silent without responding to my mother's embrace.

Now I was staring at a bench in the hospital. A few minutes later another patient approached me and tried to sit next to me.

He looked at me very strangely and seconds later he laughed away - dying endlessly. That one immediately reminded me of the voice of the man and woman in the hospital.

Until then I spoke to myself and snapped at the laughing person with no regard for the surroundings and situation.

I immediately uncontrollably hit, snapping a kick at the laughing person in front of me who I imagine is that man or that woman who was in my shadow when I did that.

The situation is starting to get out of control again. The doctors and nurses all started running to the riots and started looking for gaps so they could inject me with tranquilizers and finally I could control my emotions.

But it had been a few minutes they still could not get the gap. While the person who was tortured by me had almost fainted could not fight every blow I gave.

Until one of the doctors dared to approach me and directly injected me with drugs until I finally started unconscious and immediately fainted because of the drugs that had been injected into my body.

Next Episodes...

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸