THE CROWN FOR MY ANGEL

5. INNESTABLES

"No ...!"

Denada touched both of his foster sister's cheeks. "Raw! The design! Wake up!"

In a faint, the short-haired girl tried to open her eyes slowly. Little by little the view was clear and the face of a woman who seemed to be known was in the presence.

"God! I'm just a dream."

Instantly Denada touched the forehead of her unconscious foster sister.

"Lu why, Rek?" tanyakanya.

The opponent simply turned his head to the right and left while gulping repeatedly. "Den, where am I now? Am I dead?" he said by throwing a question that came over from the short-haired girl.

Pouring a glass of drinking water to the girl who had been delirious, trying to slightly relieve the emotions that were then being felt by Reka.

"Now, drink first." Raise that tiny body on the bed.

Finished sipping a glass of mineral water to the toilet, the girl who became the center of attention of her foster brother turned to look towards both eyebrows Denada.

"Den! I'm still alive?" ask him seriously.

"Lu's alive, really, Rek. Since when did you die?" throw questions at each other. However, there is no definitive answer from either. So that fostering confusion is growing in the minds of each girl who is being destined for a strange event in life.

Feeling very sorry for his brother and best friend from scratch. Finally, Denada pulled out another white blanket to cover part of the tiny body beside her.

"To this day, you don't have to work first, Rek. You rest at home," said Dena, exhaling a long breath.

"Ah, no. I don't want to go home, I have to go to the hospital. Many of my patients are waiting there," Reka argued by throwing the white blanket over her bedside.

Unable to prevent, Denada just shook his head on a white mattress. While the short-haired girl entered the bathroom to immediately rush over.

The girl who always ties her hair with a raffia rope. 'Really noble of your soul, Rek. Whatever circumstances you experience, do not dampen your spirit to remain open to heart. I salute you very much.'

Walking together with his adopted sister from childhood, Denada and Reka exchanged looks. Pulling brown backpack. Suddenly, they were shocked by an unusual sighting. Make a crowd of people crowded the location right in front of their practicum room every day.

There is already Jack who is the young man from the former lover of Reka two years ago. He pulled his best friend's hand tightly to get closer to the center of the crowd right in front of the door that read ER.

The girl with the dossier she was carrying on her left hand was slowly hitting the shoulders of the handsome young man as he carried the camera over his chest. "Jack!" call Reka with a light tone.

As someone was hitting his shoulder, the young man looked back. "Yes, Rek. What's up, huh?" tanyanya circulated a small smile.

"What's going on here? Not usually early in the morning gini you to the front of my practicum room."

The long-haired young man scratched his head. "Eh, this .. I want to cover the news in the hospital that is going viral on social media."

Instantly two girls who were doctors at the hospital silenced. The designer glanced to the left with a steady gaze, he formulated a statement that came from the mouth of the young man—mantan lover.

Don't pretend you don't know. Do not hide anymore with the figure of the arrival of the winged man in this hospital. "Sleep." While the two girls were silent, because they both did not understand at all what Jack said.

Denada elbowed the left hand of the girl beside her and pulled the hand of Reka very tightly. He walked in quick steps towards the side of the practicum room right next to the empty space that tied the door with the #Chain.

"Jack! Let's connect again, we're back!" shouted Dena with a loud tone.

There were two girls in front of the practicum room, right next to the room with a portal that read Runang Jena. They rounded their eyes to make sure that the conversation was not heard by anyone.

The woman with the raffia rope hair stares at Reka sharp. "What does Jack mean by viral news, huh? I'm so confused by the reporters who packed our practicum room."

Replying with a puzzled face, the short-haired girl as the other party was unable to answer. It could only take a deep breath and shift a little of its body, as the doctors were entering the space through the side paths as well.

"Den! Since when in our hospital was there a winged young man? It was like a fairy tale just know not," whispered Reka by throwing a gaze towards the morgue.

"Yes! I just remembered, Rek."

"Hmmm ... remember what you are, Den?" sambar is a short-haired woman with a tanned backpack behind her body.

Pause for a moment. "Gini, yeah. Yesterday, when we got home, you saw that pile of bird feathers on the doorstep, didn't you?"

Turning back the events of yesterday, Reka felt very dizzy to force the brain to remember the strange events.

"Gue's so dizzy, Den. What's happening to me?" tanyanya while pressing the head with both palms.

Striking his body on the floor, Reka was unable to open both of her eyeballs.

Two days later ...

3

"It looks like Reka is experiencing severe depression, Den," chirped the doctor by carrying an 'automated external defibrillator' on his right and left hand.

"Doc! Please, do something for the designer. I beg you, he's the only person I have in this world." Denada stared with a roar of tears flowing profusely from both of her eyeballs.

Pasting a bruised face because every day crying over the state of his adopted sister. In fact, the 'Electrocardiograph' that was next to the girl's body might weaken every hour of it unnoticed.

Several times passed out in the practicum room because of the good times when together in work, he said, Denada decided to remain silent in his room without responding to a single patient who came to visit to ask for complaints about the disease.

He is Denada, more complete Denada Prawiryo Pujiastuti. Working in the field of 'Psikitier' in one of the famous hospitals in Indonesia. Always tying his hair with a colorful raffia rope, he was a hambler on anyone.

Befriended Reka since they were both born in the same hospital, the same time, and had to accept the same incident of losing a parent who died in an unnatural way.

Living together like a sibling, makes him always give his full attention to the designer he considers more than his younger sibling. The doctors crisscrossed Denada who was daydreaming without moving from the top of his stool, since finding the increasingly severe conditions have been experienced today.

...Connect ......