Sacred In Stain
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“Suster, where are the patients occupying the VVIP room 311?” With a sigh of excitement as a result of running, Yudhis asked impatiently to the nurses who served in the area of the best patient care facilities.

“That's also what I want to ask. Patients who are hospitalized there, are no longer in place when the nurse changes hours. Every eight o'clock we change sif. I was supposed to be in charge of treating a patient named Mrs Khalisa, but when I wanted to monitor her condition before the doctor's visit, room 311 was empty, there were even traces of blood droplets on the floor, must be the effect of the self-plugged infusion needle. We have also contacted the number of the person in charge of patient information data to inform this, but it has not been lifted. Are you Mr Yudhistira Lazuardi?”

The nurse's long explanation made Yudhis almost curse inwardly, furious at himself. He had deliberately activated silent mode so that the important conversation in the office was not interrupted.

Checking his salary, there are three unanswered calls that are definitely from this hospital. “Yes, I'm Yudhistira. Thanks for the quick move to contact me. I'm sorry, I was in an important meeting, so I didn't check my phone. But, what about the ID?”

“KTPnya is still in the administration section. You can take it all take care of payment.”

Taking care of the administration first is what Yudhis did, paying for all the medical expenses that the hospital gave Khalisa. An important blue card belonging to Khalisa did not forget to be taken back and secured, as well as a bag of drugs and vitamins prescribed by the doctor for Khalisa.

“Where did the woman go? She looks fragile but reckless!” his grunt was upset so landed his hips in the steering chair of his black car, the impact of the anxiety of grinding the lump of meat that was residing behind his body cavity. The explanation of the doctor before prescribing drugs and vitamins made him continue to remember Khalisa, especially his health condition is concerning.

Taking back Khalisa ID card, Yudhis read his birth date, it turns out that Khalisa's age will only be 22 years, six years apart with him. He also observed the photo of the woman's late-goals. The sculpting of Khalisa's level in the photo still looks ayu, although when compared to the original is much more common when viewed directly. It's just that the ripples of the beautiful face was also the look of his eyes cloudy gray, whatever excites, which is clearly cloudy implied on Khalisa's face continues to ring in his head.

Considering for a moment, Yudhis decided to return Khalisa ID card to the home address listed, which is the address he had twice accidentally crossed. Not only the ID card, Yudhis also wanted to deliver drugs wrapped in white bags from the hospital.

“Should I stop by the toy store and buy some before getting there?” his own great-grandson, reminded of Afkar. “Buy car-mobilan or motor-motoran?” said confused.

Disinfectant scents ambush the smell when Khalisa awakens from his sleep. His head was dizzy, his whole body felt crumpled. The light of the lamp that illuminated the room struck the sense of sight as soon as it opened its eyes, calling for its petals to recollect in order to neutralize the field of view.

Akh, the shine, this where is this? he said in his heart, swallowing saliva to wet his throat that felt hollow.

A woman in a uniform color toska, changing the infusion fluid connected to her left hand was the first to be caught by a pair of Khalisa netra once her eyes opened perfectly. Looking around, he began to understand where he was. Simply made surprised also gasp at the same time with the heart too fast.

“I-this is in the hospital?” ask Khalisa, confirm his conjecture.

“You're awake apparently. Yes, this is in the hospital. Last night you passed out and were rushed here. Sorry if changing the infusion disrupts your sleep. You better wake up, Mom. It's time for breakfast.” The nurse pointed to the table beside the bed where Khalisa was lying. There is a full range of healthy meals, serving the standard four perfectly healthy five.

Sweeping his gaze around, Khalisa again asked a question while grimacing fretfully. Once observed properly, this treatment room is very luxurious. The rates are definitely expensive. “This ... this treatment room what is it?”

“It's a VVIP class, Mrs Khalisa. Hope this hospital service is good. If there is anything less, please immediately tell me, do not hesitate.”

Finding himself awake in the hospital alone has made Khalisa like getting heart shock therapy, especially now hearing the word VVIP successfully spur the beat behind his rib cavity rumbles incoherently. His brain refused to think long, wrapped in inevitable panic. Surprised also worried not kepalang, because he does not have abundant rupiah. Let alone paying hospital fees, to buy food only Khalisa is not sure the money is enough to connect his life.

Therefore, even though Khalisa knew his actions could not be justified, he chose to leave the room secretly because it was clear he could not afford to pay. Escape from there after the bidding nurse was about to change working hours, after waiting for him to swallow some food bribes. Snuggling while hugging his brown bag, a wry wiggle quickly intercepted the angkot in front of the hospital and left from there.

Seriate.