The Clutches of the Storm

Girl without identity

Hospital xxxxxxx

London.

The creaking sound of the banker is heard breaking the silence, Aaron looks frantically carrying a young Indonesian girl with clean white skin when from their boat, at first they think the girl is dead, but his wife convinced herself the girl was still alive.

"He's still alive." That's what his wife said earlier, giving first aid because enough water has entered his lungs and stomach.

His wife, Carolina, was a nurse at the xxxxxxx hospital in Manhattan before she married him, so she knew a little about the pulse, first aid and ahhh has Aaron had a headache thinking about it.

"What's going on? does he have an identity card? check the pockets." Aaron's mother spoke quickly.

"This is not the right time to think about her identity, we have to take her to the hospital, I don't have any tools to help her." Caroline spoke quickly.

"We have to pull over immediately." Aaron spoke quickly.

And now here they are, when their finances deteriorate, when they are poor, those who have high compassion try to put the safety of others first.

"What about the cost of her treatment, Crish?." And Madame Daniati asked her husband.

"Does anyone want to buy my fake hair?." Still had time for the men to create jokes in their bad condition.

"Our boat will be sold tomorrow morning, it's the most valuable leftover treasure we have, we can set aside a little money for humanitarian charity." In the end, Mr. Crish said quickly.

Very good family.

"That's not a problem." And Crish's wife can only nod her head.

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"Aaron didn't mommy say we needed her identity card." the woman spoke in a whisper.

He had already said to look for the girl's identity card, but everyone did not listen, the hospital wanted her, in the end they only realized the girl they found did not have an identity card.

"Maybe we could use Daisy's identity card temporarily, mom." Caroline gave me the quickest, far too long-winded idea of a real identity card.

Lady Daniati, who used to carry Daisy's purse, rushes to find her late daughter's identity card. Because the identity card was involved in the drowning of Daisy in her suicide, then do not ask how the photo looks, scratched and a little unclear.

Fortunately the receptionist believes and accepts the girl's data they find.

They ended up waiting for the girl for quite a long time in the operating waiting room, the girl said she was not in good shape. The water that goes into the lungs and body is enough to make the girl dying, Chris' family can only pray that the girl is okay.

I don't know how long time has passed they don't know, where they keep changing positions even enough to be sleepy until early morning, even Aaron and his wife had been asleep since then until finally after hours had passed and the sun had almost risen the door of the operating room opened quickly.

That made Madam Daniati and Mr. Crish stand up straight from their positions and move closer to the team of doctors.

"How, doc?." the woman asked with anxious feelings.

"He's fine, it's just-" one of the doctors spoke as he tried to explain something to the two men.

"Yes?." Madam Daniati immediately frowned her forehead.

And they were both quite surprised at the explanation the doctors gave.

"Oh my god." And Madam Daniati immediately retreated her steps, she tried to hold on to her husband.

For a moment the couple stared at each other.