The End of the Betrayal
Headstrong

"Sir Gala, we can't just go home, well, I'm fine." I once again tried to negotiate with Mr. Gala, maybe for this time I could make Mr. Gala sure that I was okay.

"Tie..." I hurriedly cut off the words of Mr. Gala, who knew very well that Mr. Gala would advise me again.

"Yes sir, Tia follow what Mr. Gala said," said I really resigned this time I do not want to be fired really, I still have the ideals to make my parents happy, so I have to keep working.

Stage by stage I passed until the doctor said to go through the opname. I was surprised why I had to open it, while all this time I was fine. Well, it could be said my body was limp, but it was due to lack of sleep. Actually it is not strange that when I go to the hospital there must be a diagnosis that I should still be able to heal with me to rest.

"Why should I open Doc, I'm fine. The stomach ache that I experienced was just a regular stomach ache because it came months, probably because I was stressed so for this time it did hurt more." I also tried to negotiate with the doctor so as not to ignore it. If with Mr. Gala, I fail to negotiate, and with the doctor I hope that everything can be resolved with my words. Moreover, Mr. Gala did not enter the examination room so I felt safe.

"Your body lacks fluid, don't you feel weak" said the woman dressed in a white suit.

"Yes Doc, but that's because I just lack sleep after sleep and enough rest I'm sure that I will recover," I replied this time with a trembling voice. I who have never been sick for a lifetime until undergoing the opname was afraid that this would become a habit. Sick away from the old man was very scary, horror.

"If so what if infused, after the bottle runs out one can go home," said the doctor again trying to persuade me.

For a moment I was silent. "Just one bottle, right Doc? I don't want to go to the hospital and spend the night, later there will be no recovery even I'm stressed again" I said in a half-desperate voice. Linger in the hospital alone it feels very bored and no longer want to come to the hospital. But what power Mr. Gala does not believe that I am okay.

"It's just a vitamin infusion, so you're fresher."

After a fairly tough negotiation, I also agreed to be infused with vitamins, so that stamina is better and I do not feel weak and so forth. That's what the doctor said, so I agree. Maybe I need all of this. Sure enough after the infusion began to enter my body. I also felt a very heavy sleepiness.

And without being able to hold it, I fell asleep soundly, until I felt like I had been sleeping for four hours.

My eyes were wide when I saw the clock on my phone showing at six. I stared at the finished infusion. My heart's happy because it's a sign I'm going home. However, I was surprised when the nurses brought one more infusion and even they said that I wanted to be moved to the ward.

"Sus, what does this want. It wasn't that the deal was just one bottle, and now I feel better too." I looked at Mr. Gala, who was standing behind the doctor, with his hands in his pants pocket.

"Pak Gala means what is this? Mr. Gala didn't ask them to really take care of me, did he?" This time I who felt trapped to do hospitalization could not help my grief. I even wanted to feel like I was crying in front of the nurse, the doctor, and also Mr. Gala.

"Your body is still limp Tia, you are at least treated first until tomorrow morning," Mr. Gala replied in a soft voice, it was as if the man knew that I could not argue that the big boss had spoken in a gentle tone.

"But Ma'am..."

"I'm healthy, I'll be fine, and strong. I know better about my body. And if I'm going to be sick in the future this is already my risk." I immediately interrupted my inner doctor's words so angry and upset that I even decided to go home tonight and I could take public transportation. I don't like it when there's coercion, like Mr. Gala did.

"Just take it off Sus, he's cured, really" said Mr. Gala who may be angry or not. I also rubbed the corner of my eyes where I felt that lately I was too crybaby. Even these tears are hard to work with.

After Mr. Gala who said that I was immediately removed the needle on the back of the hand, I honestly felt relieved and I also felt that my body was much fresher than before. After passing a series of examinations and telling the drugs that I was drinking now me and Mr. Gala were walking together, but Mr. Gala was getting quieter, even more, maybe angry with my decision that certainly Mr. Gala considers me stubborn, but no matter what is important I have felt better.

"Receive sir, for his help. Later the cost of treatment can be cut from my salary money," I said when we got into the car again.

"Is this why you don't want to go into hospital?" asked Gala sir with a cold voice.

"Not completely, I just feel a lot better, and this was my first experience dealing with a hospital let alone until being admitted. I was afraid, let alone having to go through this all by myself, away from family. I better be home. After all I've completely healed anyway," I said with a view I threw out the car window, and from my voice Mr. Gala must know that I was crying. Well, I cry because I miss my parents. When the time of pain like this it feels very missed with Mom and Dad. Especially if I was sick most busy Mom, compress it or massage even scrapings. Now I have to face it alone in the hospital instead of recovering from more inner pressure.

"With me Tia, I can't possibly leave you in the hospital alone. I'm your friend, not that friends should help each other," said Mr. Gala, who seemed to make me more aware that me and Mr. Gala would always be friends.

"Yes right sir, but Tia has healed well, well don't discuss this anymore. Tia has healed and we discuss the others again," said I want to end the chat, it seems that if in the continue there will be no end. And I might get sicker.

"Ok, you'll sleep in Mission or Tulip, don't sleep alone, I'm afraid that tonight if something happens no one can help you. If there's a Mission or a Tulip I can be quieter."  It was the message Mr. Gala said before I got out of his car, and I just returned with a smile. And of course I did not forget to say thank you very much the same Mr. Gala who willingly menemenin me up to hours in the hospital.

After making sure no one was left in the big boss' car, I actually got down and swung my legs slowly.

"Tie..." My footsteps came back I stopped after I heard someone calling my name again.

Seriate.....

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