Marry The Heir
Hospital

The POV

I hate hospitals. Its distinctive smell, all-white buildings and the faces of people who look sad as if shadowing my mind that is not careless.

This is the place I avoid the most. Because in this place I lost 2 of the most meaningful people in my life only 5 years later.

Yeah, I always felt like this wasn't the place a lot of people should be going. Come with pain, fear while here and go home in mourning.

Maybe not for everyone, but for me.

In a place like this I was born but within a minute's time, I became an orphan. The next five years I wept in this place, forcing me to accompany my dying father, but they would not allow it.

They closed the door tightly, ignoring my cries and screams until, I could not accompany my father through the last second of his life.

There was never a chance for me to say "Dad, hang on, I need you."

Yes, this is the place I hate the most because in this place I'm perfect being an orphan. Alone, lonely, crying and walking aimlessly.

It's been a long time but the taste still feels.

Sitting on a bench in the front of the ER room, my heart was still pounding erratically. There was a man I was waiting for news from inside. While bowing, I cupped my still wet face with the rest of the tears, hoping that when I opened my eyes I was in a different place with a better feeling.

Long time people in there. What did they do to my young master? Is she okay? Why haven't they told me yet?

Ahhhhhhh!!! I'm frustrated. If only there was a little courage for me to break in, maybe I could accompany the young master and make sure he was okay.

I opened my arms. Still shaking with the rest of the blood that started to dry up on my fingers. It's young master's blood. Because of my stupidity to let him come, I put him in a dangerous condition. The weak me made him have to fight the man alone and end up with him drooping unconscious.

You idiot! Yes I'm so stupid!

God, why is it so easy for you to scare me? Are you still upset that I still look fine until you hurt the people around me?

My heart is whispering and my tears are starting to drip.

I sobbed alone, Cupping my face with trembling hands. I cried alone with my shoulders rising and falling in rhythm with my cries that I was trying to drown.

Lord, if you are testing me again, please do not hurt those around me. Don't make me feel the bitterness of going through everything alone. I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be lonely and I don't want to be left behind.

God, I'm scared. Please take care of my young master.

I’a in my heart with an unbroken cry and a stingy breath. Why would I be so afraid if something bad happened to the young master?

“Can,” a voice makes me stunned.

I immediately raised my head and turned towards the direction the voice came from.

Mrs Kinar,

He walked quickly with Tina.

“You okay?” ask him quickly.

I nodded slowly while making my lips hold back the cry.

“Hah, thank God,.” reflex bu Kinar hugged me. I buried my face on his shoulder. There was a sigh of relief and a gentle rubbing on my back.

I don't know why I wanted to cry when I found the shoulder I needed to lean on.

I Sobbed back, no matter if Miss Kinar might not like my astonishment.

“I'm afraid mom, I'm afraid..” I'm sobbing with stuffing that I stammer.

“Please there, all is well. Young master will also be fine.” His whispers calmed me.

I just nodded while confirming Bu Kinar's words in my heart.

This second I felt, that Ms. Kinar was not as scary as I thought. Her hug was warm, her strokes were gentle and made me feel a sense of calmness. I went back to sobbing, no longer out of fear. I imagine if the one holding me right now is my mother, it might be warmer than this.

Hah, I can only imagine without ever being able to feel the truth.

Minutes later, I was able to control myself. I slightly moved away, releasing my embrace from Bu Kinar.

“Sorry mom,..” I watered while wiping the snot out of my nose.

Ms. Kinar smiled as she rubbed my shoulder. “It's okay. Sit.” He said with a smile.

Just this time I saw Bu Kinar smiling, it felt so warm.

We sat back on the bench.

“Drink sa,” sister Tina who thrust a bottle of mineral water to me.

“Still brother.” When the panic struck me myself, I even forgot how to calm down.

“Bu, the doctor is still not out, is the young master alright?” I asked doubtfully.

“Young master is fine. Doctor Frans called me, young master just needs a short rest.” The Light of Bu Kinar.

“Doctor frans?” I muttered remembering the name that Mrs Kinar mentioned.

My mind repeated the incident when half an hour ago there was a man who approached me and asked, “Did you drive mister kean?”

“Iya, yes I am. Please quickly save my young master, please!” peekikku is still panicking.

The man just nodded and left in front of me. Maybe that guy was named Doctor Frans.

“Udah sa, you are calm. Young master must be fine. This is an international hospital, all the best service.” Sister Tina tried to calm me down. He clasped my hand tightly, making my injured hand start to feel sore.

“Awwhh,,” lirihku.

Quickly Bu Kinar and Kak Tina turned their heads.

I saw the palm of my hand that was in the hand of Brother Tina. The thin wound with white and thin blood turned out to be sore now.

“You're hurt? Why did gag say?” quickly Bu Kinar grabbed my injured hand mixed with the blood of the young master and the lingering remnants of sand.

“It's okay ma'am, just a thin wound only.” I tried to take my hand off Miss Kinar. It was enough for me to act in front of him.

“Such injuries can be infections if not cleaned properly. Let's see doctor.” Pull my hand to stand.

“No need ma'am, later I wash myself and love the wound medicine will also heal.” I'm still trying to resist. I don't want to make them bother.

“This is a hospital here, why do you treat yourself if there is a doctor here.” He's insisting. Take me into the ER action room and find a doctor. I could only obey while closing my eyes and pursing my nose, not smelling alcohol like this.

Inside the action room were several beds lined up neatly. One of them was covered in a curtain that dangled high. I'm looking for a young master but there's none. It looks like he's behind the curtain.

“His hand is injured, can you please treat it too?” said Bu Kinar to a male doctor who wore sneli.

“Oh please sit.” Pointing one of the beds for where I sit.

I immediately moved and sat there.

A nurse came up to me while Ms. Kinar was still in the chair facing the doctor's desk talking to the man in front of her.

“I clean yes mba.” The nurse took my hand. “Wah, the wound is quite sore like.” Its effects.

I just grimaced, not answering when a wet cotton swab was pressed against my wound. Rubbing it several times until clean just put the wound medicine. It also pairs like thin nets on my wound.

“Don't get hit by water first. Or if you do something, close the wound first with waterproof plaster.” Unmistakably.

I nodded in understanding. He turned to my knee which turned out to be a blister as well. Clean it up again painstakingly and it is only a few minutes away.

“Later at home also cleaned as I example earlier yes so that the wound is not infected.” The nurse explained before she left.

“Good sus.” My solute.

Not long before Mrs Kinar came back with the doctor next to her. The tall, indo-faced man opened the curtain and saw someone sitting there just like me.

“It looks like the state of the young master has improved.” Doctor Frans.

I was a little stunned as the curtain opened and I saw the young master sitting opposite me.

There was a sigh of relief as I could see him sitting upright with his cold face. For me this is better than seeing his frightened face.

Oh yes, he only used singlet shirts because it looks like his shirt was torn by a knife.

“Can go home now?” tanyanya while glancing at me.

I just bowed down, my guilt was still so great when I saw his face.

“What should not be inpatient only doc?” this time it was Bu Kinar's voice that sounded.

“I prefer at home.” Timpal Kean's.

He got off his bed, it seemed like he was fine.

“Okey, young master can go home but pay attention to the treatment of his wounds. We will send a nurse to treat the young master's wounds,”

“No need.” Serve the young master quickly. “Quite teach him the show take care of me.” He pointed at me making me lift my face with a confused expression.

Doctor Frans turned to look at Kinar and Bu Kinar just nodded his head.

“Good.” Doctor Frans gave up.

He approached me, carrying hand props and some wound medicine.

“I teach how to care for his wound.” He told me to focus.

“Good doc.” Start preparing to listen.

“Principles of cleaning wounds from clean to dirty. Use gauze that has been wet with this liquid and then press it towards the wound like this.”

I grimaced a bit at the pain if I pressed on such a wound.

“What young master won't be in pain?” kuanyaku, doubt.

Doctor Frans smiled wryly.

“Strong young male master. You can see his body muscles all.” He looked at the young master.

I looked around and saw the young master looking at me. “Good.” Sahutku finally.

“Use the feeling to suppress the wound so that it is not too hard or too slow. If it is too slow and not clean, the risk will be easy infection especially if there is pus. If it's too hard, maybe the young master will yell at you.” Continue doctor Frans with a pinched smile at the end of his sentence.

“Love this wound medicine. Then this one. Just close.” Appointing two wound medicines alternately, one of which is in the form of a net like in Lukaku. “What is the question?”

“No doc, I understand.” My solute.

“Okey, smart girl.” The compliment.

I just smiled and let Dr. Frans go back to his desk to talk to Mrs Kinar.

I bowed down, then raised my face. Unknowingly the young master was looking at me. I don't know what his look means. I tried to smile, but he was still silent.

Hah, I'd better turn my face away so we don't feel so awkward.

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