Alamanda, Nurse for My Son

Alamanda, Nurse for My Son
Chapters. 98.


“We believe Miss Beautiful, if Papa Marcel can buy a better one, but let it be for Mama Alamanda. Oma Ernest is old already do not want the necklace anymore.” said Mrs Ernest while smiling looking at the cute face of Charlotte.


While they were talking about necklaces. There was a knock on the door of the room.


TOK TOK TOK TOK


“I opened the door yes..” cried Charlotte while descending from Mr. Ernest's lap and ran towards the door. Charlotte's tiny hand was raised upwards grabbing the door handle and turning it around, while the figure of three different generations of women appeared. Miss Eveline, Sister Rita and one other woman whose age is about forty years old, she is Sister Rita's daughter-in-law.


“Ooo his guests Papa and Opa Ernestan.. Opa Ernest is there but Papa is bobok said he is still sleepy and later want to work overtime.” said Charlotte while staring at Eveline.


“We want to meet Mr and Mrs Ernest, beautiful Miss.” Eveline said with a smile looking at Charlotte's cute face. He actually wants to be closer to Charlotte because he has been told by Bang Bule Vincent that the recording of Mr Sam's conversation was obtained from Charlotte's tablet. Time is not yet possible.


“Please enter, we have been waiting for.” The voice of Mr. Ernest


They sat on the couch in the living room in Mr and Mrs Ernest's hotel room.


“Tell us, how can you get that necklace and pendant.” Said Mistress Ernest who was impatient.


“Ehmmm ..” murmured Sister Rita set word , feeling and also remembering the past.


“Begin the beginning of the story. At that time I was helping patients who were going to give birth normally because they did not have surgery costs, but because the health condition did not allow the mother to bleed and the baby could not go outside...” said Sister Rita started the story.


“Why not operated using BPJS...” say Charlotte who sat in the lap of Alamanda. Alamanda who knew if the patient was his mother looked Alamanda's facial expression sad and concerned.


“At that time there was no BPJS Miss Beautiful..” said Sister Rita while smiling at Charlotte.


“Continue.” Mistress Ernest said after Alamanda and Charlotte had already walked out of the room.


“Because the mother is not strong and fainted and the baby must be removed immediately it must be done surgery.” Sister Rita said next.


“What baby is safe?” ask Mr and Mrs Ernest at the same time.


Sister Rita did not answer but she took a deep breath.


“After a few minutes there was another patient who entered the operating room. She was the victim of an accident, and the young mother was bleeding but she was still conscious. And I was given the task of helping that patient.” Sister Rita said and now the tears began to pool and one blink of the tears had fallen on her cheek.


“Debora.” Mumbled Mr and Mrs Ernest in heart who guessed the victim of the accident that would give birth was Deborah the son-in-law.


“She kept screaming asking for her son to be saved while she endured the pain, pain due to accident injuries and pain due to giving birth hiks...” said Sister Rita who started crying sobbing sobbing sobbing, because she remembered the events she had seen in the past.


“Continue, how?” asked Mr and Mrs Ernest impatiently.


“The baby survived a very beautiful baby girl her face is very similar to that young mother.” Answer sister Rita.


“But the young mother could only see a few minutes of the baby being born and then she breathed her last while kissing the baby who had not had time to get breast milk.” Sister Rita said as she wiped away her tears.


“Keep how about that necklace and pendant. Who's the necklace and pendant? did you have a patient who was the victim of the accident? and how can it be in your hands ? Where is that beautiful baby girl?” asked Mr. Ernest impatiently.