
"Oh my God, if this keeps up, I'm really gonna get fired. Be present. Be late! It's late!" Grunts along the way a girl who just grew up. Keep running down the sidewalk of the downtown metropolitan street. It was Melody Hwang.
Melody is a friendly, cheerful girl, and very indifferent with her appearance. Always appear natural and accept what God has given him.
Realized or not, Melody has an ideal and beautiful body. Not a few people say that she is beautiful. So even.
But what was the response?
Melody never even responded, in her mind only concerned with her studies and part-time work to help support her mother's burden.
His father died when he was in junior high school. From then on, she grew into a strong and strong girl.
A student of economics is also the type of girl who is not easy to give up on the situation she is facing.
Always try to make people around them happy. That's him, Melody, a unique figure who hopes to someday find a happiness of his life. At least, also his love story.
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The watch has shown at 19:20, about ten minutes to work. The workplace is far away. Ten minutes is not enough time to take it, even if you have to run fast as an Olympic runner.
Along the way, no matter what words Melody spoke, the point was to hope that she would not be late for work again.
Any more?
Yes again, this is not the first time he was late to work, already so many times. He is not the one who is not responsible for his work. After all he was just an ordinary human who wished he could perfectly divide his time.
School and work nights. During the day, she is a student studying at one of the top universities in her city, while at night, she is a part-time Cafe waitress at an elite Cafe in her city as well.
Run and keep running, although already know it will be too late, but at least have tried to leave.
Better late than not at all? Come on, the old adage used for a reason of self-inability in making peace with time.
Does anyone dare to use this saying? Better to arrive early than on time.
That's really cool!
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While on the way, Melody suddenly heard a groan for help. His voice was very slow and weakened over time. Makes Melody's fur stand up. Between fear and worry too.
But also curious to know.
Out of curiosity he also looked for the source of the voice, and rightly, in front of him was seen a grandfather who was weak.
The old man fell on a trotoal road.
"Oh my goodness, Grandpa? Grandpa! Hey grandpa, wake up!" Melody said in a panic as she saw that grandfather had fainted.
"..." - ".Grandpa was helpless. Melody couldn't hear a word coming out of Grandpa's mouth.
"Haduhh, grandpa, wake up!" The trembling Melody tried to touch the brother's body. He grew even more trembling when he found his hands turning red with the smell of rancid.
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"God, blood? Cake, Grandpa! Oh my God, please wake up, Cake! What am I supposed to do?" The next one is getting confused.
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"How's this? Should I help him first, then just go to work?" Melody thought hard.
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Melody decided to help the old man. Old grandfather he did not know. He called an ambulance and fortunately the hospital was not far from the scene.
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Prime Hospitals.
"Please wait outside, miss! We'll try to help him." Said a nurse.
Melody could only nod and the nurse nurse immediately closed the door of the surgery room.
Lamp room oprasipun wrong ON.
Melody sat in the waiting chair and prayed for grandfather's safety. Although he did not know him, but worry emanated clearly in his face.
Melody tried to calm herself down. What he had just experienced had never even crossed his mind if one day he would have this kind of experience.
Meet the mysterious grandfather who got stabbed?
This is very scary, where he has to race with his heart that beats unbecoming. He was nervous, he was worried. What if something bad happens to Grandpa?
How does the family feel in the house they left behind? Wouldn't that be so sad? Left to go to work, round and round names.
Melody lowered her head, she even tightened her two arms and again said a prayer so that the grandfather she helped survived.
"Lord, I know what I've been doing all this time is just begging and begging. With my pride, with mounting sin, please save the life of the grandfather. Please."
Melody remembers, if she never knew about her real grandfather. If at the moment he is carried away, then that is the reality. Maybe it's like having a grandfather? It can be considered that way. But the point is, whatever Melody is doing right now is purely for the sake of humanity.
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About half an hour, a nurse came out with a panicked face.
"How's Grandpa doing, Sus?" Ask Melody.
"We need type A blood, the patient's got a lot of blood. Unfortunately we are out of stock for that group. Is Miss her family?" Ask Sister.
"I'm not his family, but take my blood! My blood type is also A." Bargain Melody without a second thought. All he hoped for was that the severely impaled grandfather survived and recovered so that the family waiting at home would not worry.
"All right, let's go to the lab to follow the blood donation procedure! We don't have much time."
Melody nodded and followed the router towards the laboratory.
After following the blood donation procedure, his body felt very weak. He must rest so that his body condition is stable. This is natural experienced by blood donors, which is important the life of the elderly grandfather survived. At least that's what's on his mind.
"How, Doc?" Melody asked after getting word that Grandpa's surgery was a success.
Doctor smile. "Thanks to Miss's blood, Miss' grandfather survived. Now he's asleep on dope." Answer Doctor.
"Huh, thank goodness grandpa survived. Relieved." Melody let out a sigh of relief. "He's not really my grandfather. I was just helping him."
"Hmm, apparently there is still love in the midst of the selfishness of this city."
"Ah, thank you, Doc." The doctor nodded and left Melody.
After that, he seemed to remember something.
"God! A cafe?" He said pat his head. "Nine nights more. It's not just late, it's too late!" The next one went straight to the cafe where he worked. He hopes he will not be fired.