Cambodian Ward
Chapter 7 ~ Alleged Andra

Last night I couldn't sleep well, overshadowed by Ningrum. How could the figure wander while his body lay in a coma. 

I still move lazily in bed and open the phone screen searching for members of a special chat group frangipani ward looking for Andra contacts, intending to talk before the shift schedule starts.

[Andra, can we talk before the shift starts]

The message I sent, while waiting for a reply I saw the contact status of my fellow nurses. There are on duty there are also those who are off. Marni gets a morning shift and is on outpatient duty whose queue is not approximately.

It turns out there was a reply message notification from Andra.

[This who?]

I immediately saved Andra's contact so that the man could see my profile picture.

[Amel. Please, yes, this is important]

Reply has been sent, Andra is still online and there is no long a new message from him.

[OKAY. Scared yes, got a distraction in the Cambodian ward]

My mouth can only misah misuh because Andra replied with ridicule. Maybe that guy's a regular guy, but I'm not. Moreover, this Ningrum was quite strange and mysterious.

At half-time I arrived at the hospital, waiting for Andra. We made an appointment in the back canteen, not too crowded from visitors and the number of family visitors of inpatients as well as health workers.

I saw the man was already at one of the tables, focused on his cell phone and. I just found out that Andra's smoking.

“A long time?” my question was when I sat in front of him, made him surprised and then turned his head.

“No, at most ten minutes.” Andra smokes in her cigarette and then throws it away. “Ganguan in toilet yesterday, what appeared?” cecar Andra while looking at me.

The glass and bowl that was in front of me I moved, it seemed like Andra had just had lunch.

“You've seen ‘they’ too?”

“Yes never, indeed what bothers you in the toilet.”

“Patients who died in bed nine, I saw him in the toilet. Crying and saying I don't want to die yet, but that's not my mind because it could be just a genie resembling a dead person.”

“Then?” Andra leaned her body and sat down listening to me talk.

“Ningrum.”

“Why with Ningrum?”

“That night I was standing next to me while I was waiting for the elevator, I thought she was a ghost. When the elevator opened I rushed in and I saw Ningrum. I'm sure you don't believe it, because I had my doubts. Ningrum is still alive, despite being in a coma but ..”

“I believe, because someone has never seen it.”

“So right, that spirit of Ningrum is wandering?”

Andra pressed her shoulder.

“Gue has never experienced Mel directly, but I've heard of an indigo article whose family members are in a coma. The spirit of the person remains around the body of the comatose man. Maybe yes ... maybe what you see is actually the spirit of Ningrum.”

I sighed slowly, then what was the solution. Because it feels strange to be able to see the spirit of a coma patient.

“No need to fear, will not be assorted and you will also not be able to interact with the spirit.”

“But he called me.”

“What?”

Andra rubbed her face and put her body on the table.

“Gue is more worried about the ghost of a lifemaker?”

“Hah, where is there. Man dies because it is time, even if there is a right yes only the angel of life.”

Andra clucked, because I debated her words. He came back closer to the table so that his voice would not be heard by anyone other than the two of us.

“Indeed, there are sometimes humans who ally with demons and sacrifice or subvert lives. When that time comes, a demon or a ghost or whatever his name .. he will come to take that person's life and I saw him several times.”

"Are you serious?"

Andra nodded slowly.

“I am not indigo, bitter tongue or have inner eyes. Sometimes I can see the invisible sometimes not, the hardest I can feel if something will happen. Some will die or a bad aura.”

“That's the senses to six.”

“Maybe so the term. When you were in the toilet yesterday, I felt the aura was not good so out of the ward and I had seen you get out of the elevator on CCTV but nothing appeared as well.”

I still heard what Andra said and my skin was already goosebumps imagining yesterday's incident.

“If we should be afraid, it is not Ningrum you should fear but others. I feel like there will be something in the Cambodian ward, either what is obviously a negative or a bad thing.”

“For example?”

“That's what I don't know because I'm not a psychic,” Andra said.

I just sighed softly and stared outside and frowned. The canteen we were in was located in the back area, near the park with large trees and a corridor to the mortuary.

“I-tu ..”

Andra looked in the direction I was pointing. A large tree with a figure standing with a lowered face.

“That's it, it's daytime. If we can see him, it means he's apes.”

“No can do Ndra, if possible I do not want this advantage. It feels tired, because I'm not strong.”

“Bekh Mel, just consider it a blessing to live your life. Do not make a burden, although you can see ‘they’ strengthen yourself lo. In accordance with religious teachings alone, there are prayers that you must read if you meet supernatural beings.”

My conversation with Andra had to end because at two o'clock we had to be in the ward. Soon we headed to the thirteenth floor to prepare for the exercise of our profession. While in the elevator, Andra suddenly fell silent and grabbed my hand.

“Auw, Ndra. Release!” tell me while hitting Andra's hand which grips my right hand. However, the man shook still with a check of his hand and stared blankly ahead.

“Andra.” I called to wake her up, but she was still silent.

Plaque.

I slapped Andra on the cheek and managed to resuscitate her, she turned her head and looked at me.

“Sorry, you ..”

“Mel, there will be something happening in the cambodian ward.”