Cambodian Ward
Chapter 12 ~ Victims of Assignment
“Not ... go!!!”
“Mel, hey Amel. Conscious Mel.”
I heard Andra's voice and claps on my face. As I blinked and adjusted the light bias with the two neutrals, I saw Andra's face.
“Ndra, I ..”
“Lo fainted, keep screaming unclear.”
“Aware?” Sister Dian stood behind Andra looking at me with a worried look.
“It's been, nightmare times,” exclaimed Andra then chuckled and helped me get to sit down.
It turned out that I was not in bed nine but in the gurney at the nurse station. The wall clock is five o'clock, which means it's past dawn.
“Drink nih.” I received the glass that Andra offered.
When the doctor and some colleagues asked me about my condition and the cause of my fainting and even shouting, I did not convey the actual incident just saying suddenly black out.
“Udah lo here aja,” Andra said but I refused because it has been more than two hours I left the patient who is my responsibility. It turned out that Sister Dian was backing up my duties as long as I was unconscious.
“Please change Ningrum linen yes, it was hit by blood when the infusion needle came off!” nun Dian's word. I nodded and immediately carried out my senior's orders.
“Udah in order?” ask Andra.
The man was ready to go home because he was wearing a jacket over his work uniform. Keep following my steps towards the locker and the absent engine. I knew Andra was curious about what was happening and indeed I was planning to convey what I saw and experienced.
We walked and stood in front of the elevator. Andra pulled my hand to wait for the next elevator. My gaze was fixed towards the toilet, mumpung there Andra I also took her there.
“Eh, you want to take me to the girls toilet?”
“So I saw something, you should see also.”
“We can why reprimand go to toilet both.” Andra looked around, coinciding with an OB coming out of the men's toilet.
“Bang, please let me go inside. Amel see something is broken, come on.”
Me, Andra and OB entered the female toilet and only I hesitated to step behind Andra.
“Where is Mel?”
“By the end,” I replied.
“This what?” Andra was already squatting in the room I meant. The room I saw this morning, the OB was crouching beside Andra. Setaman flowers are scattered, but no longer seen offerings.
“Oh, flower. Not strange,” OB said.
“Meanway? Do you often see this?”
“Pernah, my other shift friend has also reported seeing kayak gini but not flowers. Ever cigars, sometimes coffee cups, there are chicken eggs .
“Lo already reported?”
“Udah, said our superiors ignore it as long as it is not harmful to humans. It is possible for human safety too, as yesterday the elevator fell fortunately there were no casualties.”
Andra and I looked at each other at the OB, and then we came out. The Ob also advised not to convey what we saw to others, worried about being reprimanded for not being able to maintain cleanliness.
“Yang lo see the flowers earlier?” andra asked when we were waiting for the elevator.
“Not.” I also pulled out my phone and showed me some photos of the offerings that I captured.
“Hah, this is what you see keep fainting.”
I hit Andra's arm, not the sesajen that made me cute but the other creatures.
“The story will be later, I'm afraid to open my mouth here.”
“Actually you why to faint and scream unclear?” asked Andra who sat a bit away because while smoking her cigarette.
I told her that I talked to Ningrum to have her show up in the toilet until the creature chased me into the ward.
“Pocong, genderuwo, ghost sighting sisters, they reunite in the toilet because there is a offerings. You've interrupted their reunion, so chased.”
“Who keeps the offerings and for what?”
“It could be to call the creatures or also intentionally because of the food sajen the ghosts. Lo hear OB said it was common for shamanic goods, meaning that often offerings are stored there.”
“Andra, you can check CCTV to know who has saved sesajen.”
“No Mel, locked to view recording. Never mind Mel, it does not matter who keeps the offerings because the person is only told by the original perpetrator. Maybe not, something to do with the fall of the elevator yesterday?”
“What's the relationship?”
“Because the incident almost took lives. Try if we are late running, so the people are sloppy dah.”
“Yes too yes. It could be a problem of collision and nausea that yesterday you said it was true.”
Me and Andra looked at each other, it turned out that the problem of the Cambodian ward was increasingly complex and full of mystery. The statement in my mind is why should I experience this.
“Go home ah, sleepy me.”
“Congratulations? I slept too.”
“That fainting is not sleeping,”.
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Still got to go through the night shift and the next two days I'm off. I hope tonight I don't have anything to fear. Arriving at the hospital still an hour before the shift schedule started, I waited for Andra in the lobby and had communication before. His views were on several people who were in the lobby, one of whom I recognized as the person who yesterday visited the ward of Cambodia.
The horde was covering towards me who was waiting for Andra in the Lobby's waiting chair. I don't know what happened and what they were talking about because the man looked angry, I who was not far from them heard the conversation despite not understanding.
“Don't fail, it's only a week away. I don't want to know, whoever's gonna be the victim. Expand patients to the Cambodian ward, should many die there.”
Deg.
Did I not hear wrong?
Immediately I bowed my face and pretended to be busy with my cell phone, lest those people know what I heard.
“There are officers in the Cambodian ward who are quite dangerous, the aura is different. It is very contrary to our plan. Finish too!”
Who was the officer that the man meant? Could it be Andra, meaning that the man is in danger. From the chat it indicates that the Cambodian ward became a place of thrift. The patient who died was killed.
"Mother."
Deg.
My body stiffened hearing someone call me. Wait, maybe it's not someone but something and it's a.