Trapped in the Love of Immigrants
Someone Who Changed Mysteriously
“So, today my assignment management has been acc by the leader, sir?” I asked cheerfully while talking on the phone, when the chief doctor called me a few minutes ago and told me everything.
“Iya. If there are no obstacles, you and three other sisters will be sent to Bandung next week,”
I breathed a sigh of relief hearing the information.
“For more details, come here and meet the leader. Oh yes, Doctor Keysa, there you lead the medics, so I hope that doesn't mind you. The medics who come from other hospitals also seem to be invited to cooperate. So, hopefully the medical there can be stabilized back to the usual well. Moreover, you are also the head of the ICU room and an exemplary doctor, I have heard your name and achievements,”
My smile widens. “Thank you, sir, that doesn't mind me at all. In fact, I feel very grateful for just a few months joining the hospital, but given full confidence,” my sigh is still in a smile.
He laughs. “Thank you back. We are waiting for your arrival here. Good night.”
“Night, Sir.” My husband then hung up the phone.
I then lay down on my soft bed, sighed then smiled broadly in closed eyes while stretching out my hands.
Indeed, I deliberately took the job. Although, a remote place, but at least can help the people there who have been far from the world of health. I mean, I hear they're still adrift in shamanic medicine, so there's no harm in helping the medical interest there. After all, the wonderful happiness of the medics is when we manage to heal or see the patient smile in his recovery. That's priceless happiness. And also, I admit, it was deliberately taking that task to distract my mind. At least a little bit forget about the man. However, I realize, memories are still memories that will be ingrained in the mind. No matter how hard I try, it will eventually come back to tease me someday. But, there is no harm also if we try, at least divert.
Ever since that incident, I've never been in contact with him again, and it's been a few months. In fact, visiting a place that could trigger my delusions about him, even I avoided. It's enough to get here. In the end, maybe that's the best thing. He does sometimes perch in my memories and days, but I keep trying to fight it, especially this longing that sometimes comes to wield cruelly so poignant, even like opium and sakaw about him.
My daydreams were caved in as the ringing rang out coming from my phone. My forehead frowned as the new number stamped there. “Ya, Hello? Night?”
“Kak Key where?” my eyebrows cringing.
Her voice is familiar.
“At home. Who is this?”
“Linka, Brother. Is sister alone there?”
“Umm, it looks like there's still Farah downstairs, sister's best friend that you saw that time. But I don't know, maybe he's out with his girlfriend, too. Usually on Sundays like this he goes out. Brother doesn't know either, anyway, because he's currently in the room.”
He sighed there. “Oh, great if it's alone there,”
“It's okay! Just make sure!” lightly.
“Anyone who wants—“ has not finished my sentence, the phone is immediately disconnected.
I looked at the phone in a bad feeling as well as astonished.
It's strange!
I then got up from the bed, opened the door and then shot out down the stairs, towards the kitchen as well as the one that was fused with the dining room. It felt thirsty to hit. I accidentally did not turn on the kitchen lights, because in addition to saving electricity also only take a drink. After taking out a bottle of water from the frezeer, I took a sip and deliberately left the door open.
“Arrrrrrrgggghhhhh!!!” my screams instantly turned back and found the all-black dressed figure with the monstrous clown mask now standing so close to me.
He brandished his shiny axe with dried blood over there decorating, then the next second it lay down at me.
Before the big thing slashed my head and struck me horribly, I tried to avoid it until it hit the refrigerator door that had opened. Then, soften the drink bottle and then try to get away from it. He kept following as I tried to throw the dining chair, and then went around the table and stood opposite him.
“S-who are you? Get out of here!”
He didn't answer. Just one hit with his axe, my dining table instantly collapsed.
“Aaaarrrrrggghhh! Faraaaahhhh? Tolooooooonngg!!” my screams were looking for Farah while running with all my might.
The roar of my breath hunted, fear and panic that began to spread in all the veins. As soon as I saw the stairs, I ran upstairs. However, just past a few steps, the cloaked person had been there, right below me while pulling this leg.
“Let go, damn!” my wrath trembled trying to rebel against his tight grip while trying to kick him. But he is stronger than me. With the grip of his nails that stuck in my skin that felt sore, he managed to drag in a jolt and made me fall down, rolling in the pain ring.
My body ached and my head was wet. In an instant, blood flowed down my nose until it rubbed it. Repeatedly trying to get up trying to run to save myself, but still my body is very weak. Vaguely in a blurry look, the clown-robed and masked figure stepped up to me, then stood before me for a moment. He grabbed my long hair again, then in the rough hempas to slam towards the stairs and fell on the cold floor.
Before I was completely unconscious, I felt my head wrung mercilessly, then grabbed while pulling this hair and dragged me out of nowhere.
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