Alamanda, Nurse for My Son
Chapters. 36.. Who's Alamanda?

“How's Dok?” marcel asked as Doctor Willy examined Mrs Hanson's body.

“High blood pressure and very low blood sugar levels.” Said Doctor Willy who had taken the initial action on Mrs Hanson. The nurse appears to have put an infusion on Mrs Hanson's body.

“Dok what fall of Mama earlier will harm?” Marcel asked in a worried tone if the Mama had a stroke.

“We are trying to do our best to hope Mrs Hanson is okay. While we take Mrs Hanson to the ICU room if later it is realized we move to the treatment room.” Doctor Willy told Marcel.

Mrs Hanson, who was unconscious on a gurney with an infusion device attached to her body, was taken by medics to the ICU. Doctor Willy also walked to the ICU room at a glance he patted Marcel's shoulder to give strength. Marcel also walked to the ICU room and then he waited in the ICU room, Marcel was wearing a special clothes for the waiter provided by the hospital.

Marcel was languidly sitting in the waiting chair in that ICU room. His face looked panicked and sad. His face looks really wrinkled.

The phone in his pocket rang again. Marcel's hand immediately picked up his ringing phone. Seen on the screen of his handphone with the name Ners Alamanda was contacting him through a voice call. Marcel felt a little cool like there was fresh water flowing on the arid ground. Marcel immediately shifted the green button.

“Master, sorry my phone turned off because at work I can't have this active phone on break. There is need what was sir contact me.” Alamanda voice with courtesy behind Marcel's hand phone.

“Ners. earlier I will tell you if the perpetrator has been arrested, and I will immediately tell Mama about Millie and Mama had canceled the match but now Mama entered the ICU.” room Marcel said as he was, Marcel's sad tone of voice could be heard clearly by Alamanda.

“My master is also sad because Mrs Hanson is in the hospital, hopefully Mrs Hanson will soon be healthy again.” Alamanda's sincere expressions and prayers. After Marcel thanked them, they remained silent for a while, and Alamanda gave permission to end his phone call.

“Hmmm yes...” said Marcel and the connection was broken, actually Marcel wanted to talk longer but I don't know if there are words that can come out.

While Alamanda was in her room looking confused, she actually wanted to see the circumstances of Mrs Hanson and also accompany Marcel or Charlotte but she was already bound to a work contract.

“There is no way Mrs Ernest gave me permission let alone just one business day.” Mumbled Alamanda in the heart. Alamanda immediately headed to the bathroom to clean himself because after that he would continue his duties to clean the body of Mistress Ernest.

While in the room next to Alamanda's room which was none other than the room occupied by Mistress Ernest. After Alamanda had helped Mistress Ernest lay on his bed. Mistress Ernest just closed her eyes, but she couldn't sleep. Alamanda's figure and face continued to be in his eyes because it reminded him of someone he loved very much.

“When I saw her picture I saw her there was a resemblance to Deborah and after seeing the real person not only her face was similar, her posture and the way she walked was very similar to Deborah. The nurse's only her face looks natural without smudge hmmm like I see if Deborah is not wearing makeup.” Mistress Ernest muttered again while remembering the face of her son-in-law decades ago.

When Mistress Ernest remembered the past, the door to his room opened. And appeared the figure of the servant while carrying a pile of clothes that have been ironed. Mistress Ernest opened her eyes and turned to look at the person who had just entered her room. And at the same time the servant also turned to look at the figure of Mistress Ernest who was lying on the bed.

“The mrs are awake?” asked the waiter as he walked towards the wardrobe.

“Can't sleep Mom, already closed her eyes still can't sleep I even remember the same Debora. Though I have banned all photos of Archie and Deborah installed so that I do not remember them.” Said Mistress Ernest in a serious tone as she looked at the servant then Mistress Ernest shifted her body and leaned her back against the bed rest.

The maid looked to turn towards Mistress Ernest and she nodded her head nodding in understanding why Mistress Ernest was thinking of Debora, it must be the same as what she was thinking. After putting the clothes into the closet the middle-aged maid walked over to Mistress Ernest.

“Sorry Madam, if I am wrong and my remarks offend Ernest's family please forgive me the magnitude.” Said the middle-aged maid while bowing her head politely.

“What Mom, what's your payment for less raise?” mrs Ernest asked as she looked at the servant's face sharply.

“Nyah My salary is more than enough. Gini, did Madam think of Miss Debora because of the nurse?” the servant mother asked fearfully.

“What do you also see if the nurse is very similar to Deborah?” madam Ernest replied back to ask. The servant nodded his head.

“What is he a relative of the Debora family. I'll ask the nurse who her parents are and who she's from. I cross check on Debora's parents too.” Said the next Mrs Ernest who was curious about who Alamanda really was.

“Iya Nyah if you need to call Ners Alamanda's parents here, who knows if it is relatives Miss Debora.” Said the middle-aged maid excitedly. Because he hoped that if the nurse was really still a relative of Deborah, the presence of the nurse could treat the grief of Mrs Ernest.

“Iya but had to ask the family Debora was afraid that the nurse's parents were taking advantage of the situation by confessing me. A lot of people say I'm a brother to the rich. But having a poor brother does not admit it... Hah I'm so confused what if Debora's parents do not admit that the nurse's family is her brother, if I look at the nurse's data where she lives in a suburban settlement.” Said Mistress Ernest whose facial expression looked puzzled.

When the two of them were still confused, the door opened....