The Passion of Mr. Anderson

THE PAST 1

The sound of the accident was still ringing in the ears of young Anderson at that time. The sound of three beds being pushed towards the IGD room sounded so heart-wrenching.

A young girl was crying. He kept calling his mother repeatedly. His tears were pouring down, he looked so frustrated when he saw one of the doctors spur his Papa's heart over and over again.

"Mama! Papa!"

The girl got up. No longer did he care about his entire body that was injured, the blood that was continuously coming out, maybe he was no longer feeling it.

"Father!"

A doctor repeatedly pumped his Papa's heart repeatedly, but to this day the shrill shrill ringing continued to sound. It made the little girl even more frustrated. When the sisters approached him to heal the wound, he instead pushed the sisters and desperately cut the needle.

Then, the head of the doctor's arm that indicates that the Papa is gone, the girl is crying and wailing.

"Father!!! No Doc, please! Save my Papa!!!"

Unresolved the worry and surprise of the girl, suddenly from another direction, there was also a loud shrill voice. A straight-line mark from the direction of the screen really made the girl come back in shock.

His face was deathly pale, his eyes glared sharply and he was made to freeze instantly.

"Mrs ..."

The girl was screaming hysterically. Both of his hands shook violently. It wasn't over when he just lost his Papa, but now ...

Really am. He's almost crazy. Some sisters wanted to help her, but the girl went back on a rampage and pushed all the sisters away. He fell down, the blood came back pouring out of his head, hands and feet but he didn't care.

The girl stumbled. Trained and went straight to his frozen mother there. She kept trying to shake her mother's body repeatedly but the girl still found out the fact that her mother had died ...

His world just seemed to be destroyed. The accident had managed to seize all the light in his life.

"Doctor!!! Doctor! Please my Mama! Please my Papa!"

But it seemed, all the efforts of the girl did not bear fruit. He found out that both his parents had died.

He was crying sobbing. His entire world suddenly fell apart. He no longer knew how he could go on without his parents.

"Miss ... calm down." So said one of the sisters and again pulled the girl to lie down immediately. Because for the sake of anything, if this girl's injuries were not treated immediately, it would also be fatal. This girl may be going through even worse.

The girl thrashed, but some medics forced her even in a slightly violent manner. The girl only repeatedly shouted to Papa and his mother.

"Father!!! Mama!!!"

Behind it all, there was a young male who was quietly observing the girl from a distance.

The young man frowned behind the glass as he looked with his own eyes all this chaos.

His eyes frowned, he only took a deep breath and even ruffled his hair. He didn't know that the little mistake he made made made made him cry.

"Bas based on a crybaby," he chirped.

"Killer!!! My mom and dad were killed!!! The murderer! The murderer! The murderer!"

The young man was shocked. His feet were made stiff to step.

"Killer? I'm killer? Is he crazy? I just didn't mean it."

Then I heard the foot falling apart. An old man with white hair came towards the young man.

"So how? Have you fixed it?"

The old man nodded.

"Yes, sir."

"Have you told anyone to find my replacement?"

"Yes, sir."

"Make sure there's nothing wrong."

"Okay, young master."

"Send him some money. All living things in this world will love money. Let's just say it's a payment because his parents died. The girl will definitely forget her crying tonight when she sees the pile of money I sent."

"Done everything. I don't want any mistakes." He said again and this time, he left.

But, before he stepped foot, again he looked at the little girl who was still struggling and crying roaring.

There was a hint of pain as the young man still saw the woman crying. Because, however, he realized that it was because of him, his parents died.

But suddenly the young man shook his head.

No. gabe. It's just not intentional. Everyone has made a little mistake. Yeah, a little mistake. After all, tomorrow he would send him money, even the amount might be many times over, and it was certain that he would soon forget the cry he shed today.

"Oh, yes sir ..."

"What else?"

"This is the data you just requested. In the chocolate map there is a name, school and address where he lives. And his name .." The old man tried to remember. "Melia, Mr. Anderson ..."

Anderson sighed.

"Yes yes. I don't need that. Just take it." And for the umpteenth time Anderson glanced towards the glass window.

"Well, Melia? It's a good name, too." And this time the young Anderson was completely dumbfounded away.