Different One
Eps. 19 Go To Lucerne Hospital
Jorell is in class. He held the pen while staring at the paper sheet in front of him.
“Hey, Jorell can you answer about number 10? About this chemistry is very difficult,” said Xavier lirih pointed to the matter in front of him before the test began.
Today there is a chemistry exam in class. Chemistry is the third lesson that is difficult to learn after mathematics and physics.
The teacher shares the exam with the students in the class, one minute before the exam begins. No one can talk or open a book to find the answer. Even all student bags are already in front of the class to avoid their cheating actions that might happen.
Jorell didn't answer Xavier's question. He held his friend's right hand. He wrote the answer there. Because he did not want his voice to be heard by his next friend or by his teacher.
“What is this?” Xavier read the handwriting on his right palm. “You're sure this is the answer?” firmly Xavier hesitated.
“I told you the answer. Believe it or not that's your business,” reply Jorell with a clean slit anyway.
“Now the exam begins. No one's gonna talk. If anything is unclear, just ask me directly,” said the teacher in front of the class.
The mood of the class at that time also became quiet. No one dared to look to the left or right.
Xavier glanced at Jorell who was sitting beside him. Jorell calmly worked on the matter.
Even Jorell doesn't seem to have any trouble working on it. Is it true that he can do this?
Xavier glanced back at the number 10 he hadn't worked on and opened the palm where Jorell's handwriting was still there.
I'm totally dead-end. Should I just write this answer? Perhaps Jorell's answer is correct.
Xavier seemed hesitant about the answer given by his friend. Because before, Jorell often get bad grades in chemistry exams. It is impossible not in an instant the value will change so well?
“Time less 20 minutes,” said chemical teacher reminded.
Just makes Xavier freak out. In his despair, he wrote down the answer given by Jorell to him earlier.
Hopefully Jorell's answer is correct.
Xavier then erases Jorell's handwriting in his palm, to remove the trace so that the teacher doesn't blame him for cheating.
“Jorell are you done?” xavier asked, five minutes before the exam time ended. At that time Jorell stood up from the seat while carrying the exam answer sheet.
“Ya, already.”
“I have one more thing I haven't answered. Number 20's. Can you help me?” lirih Xavier, restraining Jorell's steps.
“I will lift up my answer sheet for only 10 seconds and you should read it quickly. Or I will also be sanctioned later.” As a friend, Jorell couldn't help Xavier. They're good friends. If he's having trouble Xavier is also helping himself.
Jorell held up his answer sheet for ten seconds. Xavier read it quickly while remembering it.
“Jorell, are you done and want to collect your answers? Why are you still standing there?” ask the teacher who watches the movements of all students in the classroom.
“Yes, Sir, my feet are tingling. I'll collect it now.” Jorell. He immediately walked to the front and collected the answer sheet plus a question.
***
“Jorell where do you want to go after school?” tanya Xavier ran chasing all the way to the gate.
Today the student came home early because the exam was still going on for the next five days. So it is expected to make good use of the time to study at home.
“Rome,” replied Jorell briefly.
“You didn't play to my place?” bring Xavier.
“What is it about name search similar to you?” search Xavier.
Jorell nodded. Actually since the last time he went to the past until now he has not returned to search again. And he wanted to go back to the present past.
“Ya, stop. You call me if you change your mind. I will come to your house to pick up,” Xavier said at the end of the road before they parted ways.
“No need to pick me up if I want to go to your house I will go directly there.”
They then split up and took a different path.
***
Jorell arrives home. It was a lonely house. There's only himself. Not even Aroon came home.
“I can't wait to go back in time.”
Jorell put the bag he was carrying on the table. Without changing clothes and just waiting for a glass of mineral water on the table, he sat staring at the clock that was circular on the right wrist.
“I'll go to 2017. In the time I was born.”
Jorell typed in what date and year he wanted to go. The clock's needle then beats backward to the intended time.
The background behind him began to change. From a building that was then lost to a field, as before.
Even Jorell was getting used to the sight.
“Alright, now I have to go to Lucerne Central Hospital. I want to see the birth of Jorell Watson. Today he will exactly be born.”
Jorell then walked. He walked down the road to the end.
“Where is Lucerne Hospital? I'm confused by an old look like this.”
He then stopped, afraid of misdirection or wrong path so that he did not find the place he was looking for.
His pair of eyeballs spun around looking for clues there. “As it is there directions.”
There's a wooden plank stuck in the middle of the road. Jorell immediately ran towards there.
“Lucerne Hospital Drive to the north, Muenchen Hospital direction to the east.” Jorel read the directions there.
He also walked back to the north. Continue until hundreds of meters of road that he had traveled until finally he stopped in front of a crowd.
“What is Lucerne Central Hospital?” Jorell stopped across there and stared at the crowd.
There was a large signpost in front of him that read 'Lucerne Central Hospital' near the entrance gate.
“I'll be there now, hope I'm lucky.”
Jorell's on his way to the hospital. He got to the front of the hospital. There were some women walking with big bellies there.
“There will be people giving birth today. Are any of them Jorell Watson's parents?” pekik Jorell reviewed the thin smile on the tip of his lips.
With enthusiasm he saw one by one the pregnant women.
“Where is Jorell's mother?” Of the five pregnant women he saw at this time, he did not find the figure of Mr. Carl Watson who accompanied the five women.