The Love of the Unknown Man

15. The Hospital

Gwen looked up at the phone and followed Rafael's line of sight.

But just then, a Van car stops beside them, blocking the view of Gwen who wants to see the person who had been appointed by her son.

And when Van's car had driven, Gwen saw no one across the street. He sighed and pulled Rafael away from getting his head out of the car window.

“No Daddy, Darling.”

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One month later.

Edgar doodled the newspaper in the job section, marking which jobs were suitable for men without requiring too many requirements, then ruffled his hair in frustration.

It's been a month but Edgar is still unemployed and hitchhiking with Lisa. He feels like a lousy man in front of the girl he loves.

Edgar lay down on the carpet, his head resting on two folded arms, and he stared at the wall clock hanging in the living room.

“What kind of man am I. Hitchhiking live on a young girl, without me can do anything?” edgar murmured to himself.

He sighed, thinking for a moment. A few minutes passed, Edgar immediately sat up because his brain had sparked an idea.

“At least, if I can't get a job, I can help ease Lisa's work.”

Edgar went into the kitchen. Another hour is Lisa's break. She plans to cook and deliver lunch to Lisa so that the girl does not have to buy food carelessly.

Edgar smiles at the idea in his head, imagining Lisa's reaction if she comes to work while delivering food.

Cetlek...

“Why does this stove not want to light up?”

Many times Edgar turned the stove lever but the fire did not burn. Then Edgar sniffed because his sense of smell caught a pungent smell.

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At the same time Camilla let out a long sigh and clucked softly as she looked at the calendar. The old woman had been in Indonesia for more than a month to search for her grandson Gustav. However, the results remain nil.

Day after day Camilla was increasingly made anxious about the condition of her granddaughter and company leader Alastar Corp.

Jemari Camilla rubbed a photo portrait of a man with green eyes that are very handsome and also very similar to his late grandfather.

“Gus, where are you? Grandma was very worried. Go home! Grandma, Gordon, Gwen and Rafael miss you so much,” Camilla said if the man in the photo could hear her say.

In the next instant, Camila pulled the picture frame into her arms, and a tear flashed across the cheek that had snorted.

Then Gordon walked into the room that made Camilla look up and wipe her tears. Gordon approached Camilla with a stiffened face.

And Camilla caught the tension that was implied in Gordon's eyes. It made Camilla straighten her back and feel something was wrong.

“Gordon, have you found Gustav?” camilla asked in a nervous tone.

Gordon nodded his head slowly. Camilla wanted to smile at the good news. However, Gordon's grim look made Camilla squinting.

“What's up? Gustav was found safe, right?” camilla's fawning for an explanation from Gordon.

“Begini, Grandma. Please, Grandma don't be shocked just yet!”

“I got a report if the police found the body of a man on fire, Grandma. And the body of the man had physical features similar to Gustav.”

As Camilla clenched her mouth, tears could not be contained anymore, and she finally shed all her sorrow.

Camilla looked down once again at the portrait of Gustav while continuing to call out the name of her beloved granddaughter.

“But, Grandma. The body suffered severe burns all over the body. So the police have not been able to identify whether he is Gustav or not,” Gordon said trying to calm his grandmother.

“Grandma wants to see the corpse directly,” said Camilla firmly.

Gordon nodded. “Good, Grandma. I'll accompany Grandma to the hospital.”

Camilla and Gordon went to the hospital. They haven't told Gwen, because the mother-of-one is still busy with work.

Fifteen minutes Camilla and Gordon arrived at the hospital, which was immediately welcomed by the owner and colleague of Gustav named Henri.

Henri and a policeman lead Camilla and Gordon to the morgue. In the dimly lit room, Henri stopped his steps right beside the corpse whose entire body was covered in white cloth.

Henri slowly opened the white cloth to show the corpse's face was very sad with the entire body covered with burns.

The face is the worst. So neither Camilla nor Gordon could recognize.

Realizing that Camilla was looking shaky, Gordon immediately embraced and gently rubbed his grandmother's shoulder.

“I'm sure he's not Gustav,” Camilla said firmly.

“This man's condition is completely charred so we have a little difficult to recognize him.”

Camilla shook her head quickly.

“I'm sure he's not Gustav,” Camilla said once again. “He may be another man who happens to look like my grandson.”

Henri nodded his head steadily. He also hoped that the body would not be Gustav.

“We will do a DNA test which results we will hand over to the police.”

Henri pulled back the white cloth until it covered the corpse's head. Then they ended the meeting and left the room.

At that time, Camilla and Gordon separated, because Camilla wanted to talk briefly with Henri in his study. Gordon picked up the phone while walking down the hospital hallway.

Along with Edgar who also came from the opposite direction. She smiled, looking down at the pouch containing the two boxes she was going to give Lisa.

Both Edgar and Gordon did not pay much attention to the road, until the shoulders of the two of them collided with each other and made Gordon's phone fall to the floor. So did the bag Edgar was carrying.

“Hai, if you go look around!” snarled Gordon gave a sharp look at the man who had hit him and was now looking down on the bag.

“M-sorry, Sir. I was not accidentally,” said Edgar who took the initiative to take Gordon's phone.

Then Edgar looked up while handing over the phone. Instantly, Gordon's face paled, his pupils widened when he saw the man in front of him very similar to his cousin's brother who was being sought.

Gordon examined Edgar's face and appearance with a frowning forehead.

Why is this guy so similar to Gustav? Why does he seem to not recognize me?

“This is her phone, sir. I'm sorry,” said Edgar disperse Gordon's daydream.

He immediately received his cell phone, stuffing it into his suit pocket. He looked at Edgar's very simple clothes and certainly not the clothes that Gustavo tasted.

Ah, maybe just a coincidence, this guy looks like Gustav. He doesn't even recognize me at all.

Edgar lowered his head, said his excuse, and passed away leaving Gordon still glancing at Edgar's back with many question marks on his mind.