Horizon
Episode 46's

And it happened again...

Kendra I didn't meet in any corner of this apartment. After the lack of work, I fell down and ngebo at will. Waking up, there was no longer a figure of the man on the side of my bed. Usually he just went out for a while to buy whatever it was to survive, but I've been waiting for hours not also seen the trunk of his sex nose in front of me.

I told you six nine six nine times that out the phone was brought, e this was even lying just like that with a charger that was still stuck on the nightstand. If this is the way I'm worried.

From earlier I was pacing outside the apartment, occasionally dipping towards the big road just in case his figure had been seen. But nil. My fingernails have been eroding because I had a bite earlier. Is this what it feels like to wait for someone to come home? I used to be repeatedly in anguin Papa because coming home from the mallem did not tell you. I thought that it should be a report. Now I have his karma.

Too bad I don't speak French, trying to ask the English people don't fully understand what I'm talking about. Want to find the streets for free, this area is very foreign. My eyes are puffy, this fear is somehow creeping from nowhere. That meant so much to me that he became the biggest fear of my life.

My feet kept walking around the apartment complex. Scattering of teeth overcame the whirling wind that brought dry air and desert dust. In the midst of a troubled heart, my right shoulder was patted from behind.

"Sa, come with me!" the imperative sentence that came out of the lips of a crazy girl cherry that I had not seen for a long time made my logic stop for a moment. Not yet finished my brain digesting what was happening, Talitha pulled my arm and took me running up the stairs.

"Talitha?" I blinked several times to make sure what I saw was not an illusion. "Lo.. why..?" the door behind me was shut after the woman took me into one of the rooms under my apartment floor.

"Later I cleared. Now there's something more important" a tablet he pointed at my face.

What the fuck? A video call? But why do I see only a crowd of people dressed in black with full armour on their bodies?

Wait for...

"Sa.." Kendra's voice managed to seize all my attention. The man's face appeared on the screen, very messy, with a slight wound on the corner of his lips and a gasp of breath. I hurriedly took the tablet from Talitha's hand.

"Master..?" my eyes are glaring.

"Not much time, I'll explain everything. Now help me for a while." the video screen turned to the figure who was grimacing in pain on the bed. "Satriya. You taught me to get the bullet out"

"Sasa..!" kendra's voice restored my consciousness. "Cepet.. tell me what to do? We're chasing time!"

Kendra's serious face made me nervous. All I can see is how bad this situation is. All the question marks in my mind had to be put aside first, because now there was something more urgent to do.

"So soon, you want to have an operation?" i asked.

Kendra gulped her saliva, "Yes. It urges. We're far from medical help"

"But this is a danger.. You sure?" again I make sure.

"There is no other choice. You're helping me, aren't you?" the man was convincing.

"I'm not a surgical specialist... My science is just basic"

"I'm sure you're Sa. Now you know what I should do first?"

I let out a breath. This is no problem. What we do at stake is human life. And again Kendra is not a medical personnel, if something happens that is not desirable, of course she is guilty.

"Sa.." My name slid off her thick lips, "You believe me, right?" her gentle gaze eroded all the fear in my heart. "Now you're teaching me?"

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. In front of me, the man's wife who was shot was staring at me full of supplications. His body trembled and his forehead was already wet from the cold sweat. As a fellow soldier's wife, I understand exactly what she's feeling.

"OKAY. Now look at my wound." Kendra nodded steadily and let the screen change highlighting the injured part of Satriya's upper arm.

"Love adequate lighting" my order was immediately initiated, one of the crowd of men dressed in black was shining a flashlight into Satriya's wound. It was clearly seen how fresh blood was pouring from there. I grimaced, as well as a little grateful because the wound was not too deep and not too fatal. Scapels, tweezers, and various surgical equipment have been sterilized and lined up neatly beside Satriya's bed. It seems that the soldiers already have a little provision about medical measures.

Determinedly, I began directing Kendra to perform her first medical operation "OK. Now take the anesthetic bottle..."