
"Patience, non. I will definitely open it but slowly yes. If the results are unsatisfactory then we will do the second operation". Doctor Aya explained.
"What's? You are not becus! Why do I have to do a second operation? It's already proven if you're not a doctor who is good at surgery!". Shouted Cleo annoyed.
"You calm down, son. Your nose will slide if you speak loudly like that now. You calm down first, yeah. Leave it to Doctor Aya. Many people have plastic surgery more than once for satisfactory results. So you do not need to worry, as long as you quickly avoid the pursuit of the police and so on who want to arrest you". Persuade Shela.
Cleo just threw away a lazy face. He liked both of them in the hospital, especially for a long time. It makes her very bored and want to go home and hang out with her colleagues.
Doctor Aya and an assistant slowly opened the bandages on Cleo's face. The face looks very different from before the surgery. His face now looks perfect but not perfect if the original intention is to resemble Jasmin. Doctor Aya turned the mirror before Cleo.
Cleo felt her face which was now very different. He never wanted to be someone else, but for his own safety he was forced to do everything. This sacrifice he will use to take his revenge on Zack and his family. But the operation didn't go well. Her face still looks a little different from her twin face, Jasmin.
"It seems we should schedule a second operation to change a little more shape on your face. The nose must be added in the sharp again, the chin must also be drained again and most importantly, your eyes are still very involved differently..". Imbuh Doctor Aya while watching Cleo's face and Jasmin's photo.
"Doctors do their best. We just take the doctor. But I hope there are no side effects from this operation that endanger my son's life..". Shela agreed.
"Given this just a few days after the first surgery, Cleo's health also seemed to decline. So our operation goes two weeks later...". Obviously doctor Aya.
"What a long time, why not tomorrow? The doctor purposely wanted to keep me here for a long time. I was bored and sick of being in this room twenty-four hours. Now I have to wait another two weeks here. You are really a doctor!". Cleo was not accepting.
"This is to reduce the possibility of harmful side effects on you, miss. I can't be sure of your health if we have surgery in the near future. So please be patient for a moment, for optimal and safe results..". Doctor Aya's.
"That's what the doctor said, son. We better follow the procedure. Do not force the will, mami worried that something happened to you later. If that happens, not only can we not avenge Zack, but you are also worried about being sick. So I beg you to recite, yes. Mother will always meet your needs and your wishes so as not to get bored living in this room,..". Persuade Shela to her stubborn daughter.
Cleo could only throw away a lazy face. Wanting to rebel was also impossible as this was the best for him. He will learn to be patient for optimal results. But after everything works out, he won't understand himself anymore. He'll do all he can to make Zack's life suffer.
For him, it was fine to perform a second operation on Cleo in the nearest future but he deliberately stalled time for Zack to execute his other plans. He also opened a connection to Zack to monitor Cleo's movements while in the hospital. With whom he had met all this time and if possible he would also know the plans Cleo and Danish were planning.
"My first task was going smoothly, his face I deliberately made imperfect as desired so that I could hold him longer here. May no one suspect me, otherwise my future and this hospital will just vanish into their hands. But I have to take risks, for my future and for this hospital to be better than it is now.
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Ms. Wahida was waiting for the agent to come pick her up and her son. He had prepared everything, the nurse who wanted to accompany him to take care of Rehan had also been replaced. He looks sincerely taking care of Rehan. He was young and in dire need of a regular job which resulted in a higher salary than his salary at this hospital. He just worked as an honorary and earned a salary that is far from his efforts. So he was willing to join Wahida bu to a new place, as long as he could send his salary to his family in the village.
"It's almost five o'clock in the afternoon and no one comes to pick me up". Murmured bu Wahida restless. "Where outside the police are many more. Where are we gonna run away like this?". Ms. Wahida is increasingly confused by the situation she is experiencing now.
Suddenly he heard boisterous from outside the room. But Ahmad had reminded him a few hours ago through a message. If there is a commotion outside the room do not let them come out and show themselves before his men come to pick them up into the room.
Ms. Wahida and sister Rehan waited in doubt. The screams outside had been going on for quite a while, almost half an hour but there was no sign yet of anything to come. The policemen standing guard in front also sounded like they had gone from their positions to save themselves. From the humble voice that was heard from inside the room, in this hospital there was a fairly devastating fire.
"Whether this is a disaster or luck for us, the police ignore our existence inside here and immediately run to save themselves. Maybe they're hoping that the three of us, especially Rehan, will burn to death in here. ..". Wahida's mumbling sounded soft.
One side he was happy because the road to escape from here was wide open, but on the other he was sad because of the treatment of people around him who did not care about them. Everyone knew they were still in the room, but no one came to their rescue - not even the doctors and hospital staff blinded their deafening eyes.
Suddenly the door opened along with a thick fist of smoke entering the room. "Sorry we're slow, I hope you're okay. We have to wait until smoke envelops the hallway to get to this room, so that our movement during the blur is not visible on CCTV...". Obviously a man who was believed to be Ahmad's men.
"We finally survived". Gratitude murmured to Wahida in my heart.