Hacking Flavors
The Hospital

Nila and I immediately took her fainted mother to the hospital.

"Please! Help this woman right now, Doc!" I yelled angrily at the man in the white uniform I met in front of the lobby.

The man looked surprised by my snaps. But his attention was swiftly focused on the woman I still carry ala bridal style this.

"Suster! Take this mother to the ER. What happened to your mother, sir?" Ask the doctor to me, while helping a nurse push the mattress that takes the old woman to the ER.

I went blank when I heard the doctor's words. He thought I was the daughter of that woman. My eyes turned towards Nila. Finally, he answered the doctor's question.

"Don't know, Doc! My mom suddenly fainted!" Answer is precarious.

"alright. Please wait a minute. We will take care of your mother right now" said the doctor, who tried to calm her down.

Unfortunately, the doctor's efforts had zero impact on my ears. Because my heart is still in the fog right now.

The doctor then went into the room that read ER. While Nila went to take care of the administration.

Now my attention is focused on the tightly shut doors of the ER. I wish the old lady would be okay.

Shortly thereafter, Nila reappeared. The woman then sat on the bench that was across from me. He looked at me with a judging look.

I need Nila. And keep looking at the ER door which is still tightly closed.

Shortly after, I heard Nila's voice ask.

"Who are you? Why did you suddenly enter my house? Are you not the person my mom saw?" Tanya Nila.

I choose silence. I myself am still too confused as to what is happening right now.

"Hey! Talk it! Or I'll think you've done Tress passing in my house. And I'll report you to the police later?" Threatening Nila scared me.

I'm not afraid of the threat. What I'm most afraid of right now is what will happen to the old woman I just broke into the ER room there.

Then, I accidentally saw the calendar by the reception desk. It says the number 2047.

My eyes immediately rolled wide. Unknowingly, my mouth let out a question that was lingering in my mind at this moment.

"What year is it now?!" Ask me to know.

"Huh? You are very strange, sir. I asked who you were, but you asked me back what year it was? Are you a dementia sufferer?"

Dementia is a condition in which a person experiences a decline in two brain functions. The ability to remember and the ability to judge things or conditions.

"What year is it now? Is the calendar printed correctly?" Ask me again while still looking at the calendar.

"Well. Already fix. You are a strange man, sir!" Umpat Nila who was upset with me.

"Jawab only! Is this the year 2047?!" Ask me a little rebuke.

And the tone of my speech that was high was then copied also by Nila.

The young woman stood up and approached me. Once she was standing close enough to me, Nila just pointed her index finger at me.

"Hey, Sir! Just so you know yes! Don't behave as well as you can and scold others as you please! After all, what are you here for?! Inside it was my mother. So, what's your business being here, huh?!" Snapped Nila with a bold attitude.

Immediately I became gagu after being beaten by Nila. I was at a loss for words as well and could only reply to Nila's gaze with a puzzled expression.

'How do I explain this woman? If I myself am confused to explain about myself.' my inner self becomes my own dilemma.

Then I saw Nila coming back to get close to me. But the ringing of the cell phone in the shoulder bag he was carrying stopped his action. Nila also moved away from me to pick up the call on her phone.

A moment later, I heard her conversation with someone across the phone.

"Hallo..? Sorry Sir. My mom suddenly went into the ER.."

"...."

".."

"Good, Sir. Fine."

"..."

"Thank you, sir!"

Clik.

The phone call was then interrupted.

Next I heard when Nila made the call back,

"Hello..? Ram's? Please help me, right? You really have to help me!" Please Nila so force someone across the phone.

"..."

"My mom is sick. I'm still in the hospital with Mama. While there is an educational seminar that awaits me to be his MC. Do you want to replace me? Please, Ram.." Please Nila make a move.

"..."

"Yes! Thanks, Ram! You saved me, a lot! So thank you so much!"

"..."

"OKAY. Okay. I will send you a summary of the questions right away. Thanks, Ram! So happy!"

"..."

"Aamiin. okay. Hye!"

Clik. The second call was interrupted.

Nila looked serious typing something on her phone. I just glanced at the woman. The rest, my focus is on the door of the ER room which is still tightly closed.

I don't care anymore what's going on around me. Half an hour later, the doctor I had snapped and walked out.

I stood up and approached the doctor.

"So what, Doc? She's okay, right?" Ask me precariously.

"Yes, Doc. My mom's okay, Doc?" Nila knew to come along near me.

"So, ladies and gentlemen. After checking, it turns out your mother's tension is very high at this time. We've been trying to lower his tension. But he is still unconscious. I suspect there is bleeding in his brain, when viewed from his symptoms. For this reason, as good as Mrs Laila was treated first for us to monitor her condition. If you both allow, as well as we immediately do MRI checks," said the doctor at length.

Beside me, Nila immediately replied.

"Okay, Doc! Do whatever it is. What matters is that my mom can recover!" Pinta Nila to the doctor.

The doctor then passed. Leaving Nila and also me who were still shaken since I heard the doctor mention the name of the old woman who is currently suspended in the ER room there.

'The doctor said her name, Laila? Lady Laila?! Oh my God. What is this? Have I really jumped into the future now? If that's true, then should everyone I know be getting older now? Including Laila?! My laila..'

I staggered backwards. Until I finally sat back down on the chair I was in. My eyes looked ahead. I don't understand what I'm supposed to be doing right now.

"Hey! What's the matter, sir? Your face is pale. Sorry if I was too emotional. About her. Well. You're weird too! How about we repeat our introduction? My name is Nila. What's your name, sir?" Tanya Nila with a more friendly expression.

I looked at Nila's face. And I finally realized the familiarity that I had first felt when I saw Nila's face.

I think Nila is so similar to my twin, Arline. Though more appropriate is, Nila is the result of copying my face in the female version!

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