Casanova's Last Port
Advanced Drama

"Ohhhhhh my stomach hurts," complained Bi Ijah by shouting while holding his stomach.

Zayn was pushed out of the room to look for the housekeeper.

"Please..please..," Zayn cried until it echoed in every room.

Some men approached.

"Hey you, what's up?" ask the man who was kicked in the center of his body by Zayn before going to the toilet.

"Please uncle, my aunt has a stomachache" Zayn told an anxious mimic.

"Why?" ask the man.

"My mother had stomach pain, uncle, it seemed like she was having a relapse" Zayn said.

Bi Ijah was seen holding his chest.

"Why is my breath so hard?" suluh Bi Ijah's.

"Did your aunt have any whines?" ask the man.

"Yes uncle, especially if in a stuffy foreign house like this," said Zayn.

Though the rooms they occupy are spacious and installed air conditioning. There's no stuffy at all.

"Uncle, sneak my aunt to the hospital," Zayden followed the arm while whining.

"Please sir... I forgot not to take the drugs," Helena added.

"Where's this? This is beyond our plan" the man told his friend.

"Uncle, wear all meetings. Scribbles! My aunt's life is half over" Zayn shouted.

Half lives? There's-there's Zayn. Inner Helena.

"We'll report to the boss first" exclaimed the man.

"Uncle, my aunt could have died if uncle had stayed. What uncle I want to report for premeditated murder" Zayn said.

"Little boy knows what about premeditated murder?" his banter.

Bi Ijah looks increasingly crowded.

"Tu..tu...tu...a..to...to...long...!" bi Ijah said slowly and the voice faltered.

"How's this? His condition worsened," the man was nervous. The dilemma between helping and reporting first.

"Uncle, where's your conscience? My aunt's dying?" Zayden cried roaring.

"Auntie... Don't stay in Zayden. Zayden dear aunt," Zayden's cries grew.

"okay.oke... We'll take your aunt to the hospital," the man decided.

Helena blinked one eye towards Bi Ijah.

In my heart definitely Helena and the crew cheered.

"To.to." Bi Ijah continued acting.

"Don't say much. Already know that whimper," exclaimed the man angrily at Bi Ijah.

Bi Ijah was carried by two men, while Helena, Zayn and Zayden followed behind him.

"Where are you going?" the man stopped his steps.

"Yes, obviously, come wait for your aunt" Zayden said.

"Cannot. Only the sick are going to the hospital" said the other man.

"I have to make sure that my aunt takes you to the hospital" Zayn said coldly.

"That's where you live on the side of the road, who knows" Zayden added.

"Anyways we should come" Helena said.

"I have to be sure that my aunt is safe because she was taken by you" Helena said.

"You guys are such a hassle," said the man in an exasperated tone.

"Ka..ka...pan...the perk?" bi Ijah.

Ngikes...Bi Ijah's breath is made similar to the person he was beating.

"Bro, you get the car ready" the man told his friend.

"Truly dech, you guys are so troublesome," his grunts right in front of Bi Ijah's face in the man's arms.

The drama continues.

"Where are you going?" ask the gatekeeper.

"You go to the hospital. This woman's short of breath" said the man behind the wheel.

"But there is no big master's order" the guard refused.

"Issshhhh, what if he dies? This woman was asphyxiated as she was," the man forced her to open the gate immediately.

The guard stares into the car.

Bi Ijah still seemed to have difficulty breathing, and grimaced with pain.

"It's my stomach," Bi Ijah complained with a bow to hold the stomach.

"Bi..why bi?" Helena's panicking.

"My stomach hurts a lot Non" said Bi Ijah.

"Sir, hurry!" helena's shout made the guard forced to open the gate because he saw Bi Ijah whimpering in pain.

The car drove too.

"What aunty is sick, Mah?" ask Zayden.

"Issshhhh let the doctors do it. You're not a doctor" Zayn said.

It could be a long affair to be clear with Zayden. Can fail the total plan that has been neatly arranged.

Zayn let Zayden the sewot.

"Zayden, what Zayn said was right. Let aunt get checked with the doctor. Does Zayden have no pity for aunty?" helena said with patience.

Zayden hugged Bi Ijah.

"Auntie don't die? Ntar Zayden cried," said Zayden while embracing Bi Ijah.

Helena and Zayn with all their might held back a laugh.

Zayden is sometimes beyond prediction.

"Uncle, we'll take aunt to the central hospital. I'm afraid it can't be handled in a small hospital" Zayn said.

"Many times request you," exclaimed the man sitting beside the wheel with a thick regional accent.

"It's really bad uncle" added Zayn.

The car leads out of town.

"To town A only, there is a hospital as he asked," exclaimed the man behind the wheel.

"Well, what if the big master gets angry?" said the man beside her hesitated.

"This is for the sake of the Just and Civilized Humanity uncle" Zayn said.

"Yeeiiiii.we're even tajarin," said the man behind the wheel.

Zayn and Helena were silent, while Zayden was still hugging Bi Ijah who continued to hold her stomach and was short of breath.

Until IGD, Bi Ijah continued acting.

When the two men took a wheelchair for aunt, "Bi, what next step? If we see a doctor, we can be found out later" whispered Helena.

"Easy," exclaimed the middle-aged woman. The faithful woman accompanied Helena from childhood.

"Bi...," Helena hesitated.

"Just trust aunt," Bi Ijah said lightly.

"Bi, when did you learn acting?" ask Zayn.

"Every day Zayn" Bi Ijah responded.

"Every day?" reply Zayn.

"He... Ja. Every day seeing soap operas, just like learning acting oruh," Bi Ijah chuckled.

"Auntie's healed?" ask polo Zayden.

Helena and Zayn patted the eel, forgetting that Zayden was among them. Zayden who can't be lied to.

Bi Ijah would not want to act asphyxiated anymore. Though acting asphyxiated is also exhausting.

"Down!" send the man to Bi Ijah.

Helena rubbed Bi Ijah who continued to hold the stomach.

The man was about to push the wheelchair but was blocked by Helena.

"Let me, sir," said Helena.

Zayn and Zayden followed behind, along with the two men.

One of the phones rings. He also stopped to lift.

The other one still accompanied Helena's steps.

A nurse welcomed the arrival of the new patient.

"Sir, you'd better sign up for your family first," the nurse said.

"Hhhmmm," the man scratched his non-itchy head.

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