Tragedy Love Triangle
Chapter 14: The Story of Anfa
Corpse Chamber
The Part 14
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At home, I took a shower, changed my clothes, and rushed to sleep. It feels so sleepy. Eyes are too heavy to open. Because all night I don't sleep because of night service. I was scared of the situation last night.
At half ten I woke up, when I heard a sound
knock on my bedroom door.
I looked as if I was standing smiling, as soon as the door opened.
"Eat first, Andri. It's been this afternoon. Later you will even get sick if you are often late to eat. I've eaten your favorite food" said mom.
I nodded "Yes, Mom.
Andri was very sleepy because, so immediately went to sleep, not breakfast first"
"Yes, you wait in the dining room" said the mother. Mother then passed from before me.
Before long, I'll soon
following mom to the dining room.
These two months, if it's not a holiday, it's just me and mom at home. Dad goes to work every day. He is a teacher at a State Elementary School in the district.
It looks on the dining table
some kind of cooking that
be in session. There's my favorite cob head gulai, tomato sauce and lalapan, tempeh and fried tofu, also shrimp crackers. I then eat it with gourmand.
Mother's cooking is
champion.
"Where's Andri's night service? Is there a nighttime service?" ask mom, in between I'm eating.
"Thank God nothing, ma'am. Everything's fine."
answer me while smiling.
It is also impossible for me to tell the real thing to mother.Later mother will be more worried and worried, it could even be that the mother asked me to resign from RS Jaya Putra.
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Like last night, I left for the hospital after finishing the magrib prayer and dinner.
In the corridor, I met up again with sister Anfa, who was also going to night service in the male grooming room.
"Sister, I'm still curious said Anfa's sister yesterday morning" I said, opening the conversation.
"Which sister said yes, Andri?" Brother Anfa asked me back.
"On the message of Kak Anfa so that I will be careful during the service in the morgue room. What kind of heart and who is it, brother?" I asked with curiosity.
"Ohh that one. Tomorrow you'll know for yourself, Andri.
If you say, then you will become even more afraid" replied Anfa, making me more curious about his words. But I didn't ask any further. It would be unethical if I forced Brother Anfa to say something that he might not want to tell me.
At the end of the RS corridor, we separated, because our service places were different directions. I headed to the morgue room, while Brother Anfa headed to the male grooming room located on the right.
Arriving at the door
the corpse, it looks like Mr. Danang is sitting on a long bench. He looked at me with a gaze so sadistic, just like before, For some reason.
"Good night, sir" I said kindly and tried to smile as sweetly as I could.
But Mr. Danang did not answer. He kept shaking and just looked at me with the corner of his eye. I immediately entered the inner room, do not want me to linger long near the strange Danang sir.
Then I asked for permission
on both senior sisters for
pray in mushola. I rushed to the mosque and established congregational prayers, after they gave permission.
When I returned from Mushola,
the door to the morgue room opened and there was a gurney in front of him. Instantly my heart
thumping fast. There's gotta be
the newly sent body. Duh .. where do I have night service alone,
i'm entangling.
And sure enough, when I arrived
the nurse who just delivered the body from the women's ward. They were giving information to brother Budiman, while brother Ilyas was busy taking notes.
About 15 minutes later, the two sisters left the morgue.
"Andri, this corpse was
patients with liver cirrhosis. He just died 1 hour ago.
His family had not come to pick him up, so while he was put here first until his family came to pick him up" explained brother Budiman, as soon as the two sisters were out of the morgue.
Liver cirrhosis is chronic liver damage from a variety of causes that leads to scarring and liver failure. Hepatitis (yellow disease) and alcohol abuse are often the causes. And according to the medical world, this disease can not be cured.
"Yes, Sis.so what should I do?" my many.
"Nothing. You waitin
until his family comes to pick him up. If until tomorrow has not come, then you inject formalin" replied Kak Budiman.
"But I don't know how yet
the way to inject formalin to the corpse, brother" I said confused.
Because I really don't know yet. During his education at SPK, it has never been taught.
"You pray that this body will come out quickly" said Brother Ilyas, chuckling.
It sucks him, but I seriously asked.
"Tomorrow morning at 7 am
it's coming, Andri. Later you can see how to inject formalin into the corpse, if indeed this corpse has not been taken by his family" said Kak Budiman. "Yes, now we go home first. Good evening" continued Budiman.
Both my senior brother and Danang immediately came out of the morgue. It's just me and that woman's body that's in this morgue right now.
I then read the report
it was written by Ilyas.
Ms. Sintia, 35 years old, diagnosed with cirrhosis of hepatis. History of pain due to alcohol overdose.
I then put on a mask, handscoon (gloves) and a head covering. Then approached the body of Ms. Sintia who was on top of the gurney. A 35 year old woman.
A very young age. I
looking at his face, he looked very thin and yellow.
(It should be, if he did not consume the illicit goods, maybe he could still undergo
activity, because his age is still productive. But unfortunately, he fell into a life far from religious norms. Poor husband and child left behind)
I take the mask back off, though,
gloves and headgear, after feeling enough to observe the body of Ms. Sintia.
Then head to Budiman's desk, intending to take the jacket I put in the bag.
But how surprised I am, though,
when these eyes accidentally look in the mirror. It appears there the body of Ms. Sintia in a sitting position. I swallowed spit.
Spontaneously I turned towards the gurney, where Miss Sintia was put.
But the body of Ms. Sintia
unchanged, still asleep.
Back I looked in the direction
mirrored. And now this self
really very surprised. Tak
I screamed loudly on purpose. Because I saw no longer the shadow of the corpse of Ms. Sintia who was there, but the sinister face of Doctor Indri who was smiling at me.
Spontaneous I goosebumps, feathers crouching. My whole body was so scared.
Arrived the face of Doctor Indri
turned out to be very creepy, just like last night. I really want to faint at this time, so as not to see the shadow that is in the mirror.
I immediately ran out of the morgue room with a flurry of water. Then sit in a long chair while calming the heart that is not careless. O Allah ... What really happened to Indri doctor? Why do I often see the image of his face in the mirror? Does it have anything to do with the disappearance of Indri's doctor and the mirror? I said in my heart.
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