Different One
Eps. 20 Things That Are Missing

Jorell turned the eyeball, looking for other pregnant women he might be able to meet.

“Could it be already inside?” He swung his leg quickly into the hospital.

There's so much in there. A lot of people go through. The medical officer who walked with his notes, there were also patients who paced out of one room and into another room, as well as doctors who visited from room to room.

“I have to find the maternity room.”

Again, Jorell rolled his pair of eyeballs around to look for his mother Jorell Watson on the street he was passing by before heading to the delivery room.

“Here is also no.” There was another pregnant woman on the street, but after she saw it was not. Because there's no Mr. Carl Watson on that woman's side.

Jorell quickened his pace while sweeping his gaze around until he finally found the delivery room at the end of the corridor. He ran to get there soon.

“Is this her delivery room?”

Jorell was in front of the maternity ward. He quickly stepped into the room.

It was obvious that there were ten women there who were going to give birth. There were some medics accompanying them.

“Maybe one of them is Miss Scarlet Timothy.” Jorell read one by one the names of the patients in each bed.

But of the 10 names she read, none of them indicated the whereabouts of her mother Jorell Watson.

“That's weird, why isn't it here? Where if not here? Is there still room other than this that I don't know about?”

Jorell exited the room and looked into another room. “Is it possible that Mrs Scarlet is in a special room for example? Or maybe it has been moved to another room?” peekkik Jorell's.

I don't know why that thought just crossed his mind. Until he ran to and fro looking for and into every room there.

“Is it here?” He went into a room. There were only two women lying on the bed. And he immediately targeted the name of the patient listed there. “Not.”

Jorell wasted no time and ran back into the other room, to the end of the room. But he never stopped finding what he was looking for.

“All the rooms I've searched but I didn't find them either. Where else should I look for him? If only I could ask the officer who was here or the person who was here, maybe it would make it easier for me to look for him. But I can't ask here.” Jorell took a deep breath.

He continued his pace shuddering, walking lethargicly until someone ran quickly around him.

“That man is .. he's Mr Carl!” pekik Jorell was surprised after seeing and staring at who the man who had just passed him in a hurry.

Without a second thought, Jorell then ran to follow the man until he stopped in a room.

Jorell entered when Mr. Carl Watson entered.

“Quite right, I had trouble finding it. It turns out it's in a special room VIP.”

There is a VIP writing on the door of the room that can be read. In front of him, there was a woman lying down with a still large stomach, also some medical equipment a pair on her body.

“Where is our son?” ask Mr. Carl to his wife.

“Medical officers take them to the nursery,” replied Mrs Scarlet.

So ... Miss Scarlet has given birth? Am I late to come here?

Surprisingly, Jorell didn't come out of the room right away. I don't know why it feels like he wants to see the figure of two people for a long time. There was a strange feeling that slipped into his heart when he saw the two couples were holding hands.

Suddenly without Jorell asking, the clear liquid melted from the corner of his eye, piercing without him being able to hold.

His heart rippled back without cause. There is a sense of longing that appears suddenly for no reason. But he just let the taste grow there.

***

Jorell then follows Mr. Carl to another place, where they stop in the nursery.

Just as Jorell walked in and approached the baby box he thought belonged to Jorell Watson, he heard the clock in his hand start ticking again.

“Wire, it looks like I'm going to disappear now.” Jorell only had time to stare at a baby box named Joice Watson. He also has not seen his face.

Nah! Please don't bring me back!

In just a matter of two seconds, Jorell immediately disappeared after his body faded. He turned the clock back then, but it didn't work.

“Gosh!” Jorell actually went back to his house. He rolled his eyeballs, and the background of the hospital earlier, had already changed with the room he occupied.

“I have to go back again. I have to see baby Jorell.”

He turned the clock on his hand to his date of birth.

“While, why doesn't this clock stop ticking and I'm still here?”

Jorell repeats it once again by entering the date he wanted to visit in the past, but strangely he remains in the room and does not move anywhere.

“Jeez, is my watch broken?”

Jorell took off his watch. Technically the clock is still normal but functionally the clock can not bring it to the past again.

“It looks like I have to disassemble this watch again and reassemble it,” desau Jorell put the watch on the table.

He took out the equipment from the nightstand to fix his watch.

Clack! Suddenly the door to his room opened. Making Jorell instantly put down the equipment he was holding at the moment.

“Mother?” pekik Jorell looked at the figure that was poking out from behind the door of his room.

Betsy walked in with a smile rising on the tip of her lips.

“Jorell, thank you today for helping Mom.” Suddenly the woman approached and hugged Jorell.

“What's up, Mom?”

“Mother managed to win the hearing this morning. It's all thanks to you. Thanks to the flash disk you gave me. In addition to thanking you, I wanted to ask you. Who's the guy who gave you that flash disk, Jorell? Mom wants to see him.”

Jorell swallowed his saliva heavily. He just wants to help his mother no more, but now his help is like a boomerang for him. Really, he was confused as to how to answer or make up the story.

“It ... it .. actually I don't know that person either, Mother. The man was wearing sunglasses as well as a mask. I did not see his face,” let Jorell deny with the story of his essay.

To her relief, Betsy believed her words, though her countenance seemed disappointed.

“Good. Doesn't matter. Maybe one day I can meet him. Oh yeah, where were you? Mom repeatedly went into your room but didn't find you.”

Jorell went back to hearing his mother's question. How else would he answer?