Time's Up
Chapter 7 - Day One

The glare of the lamp makes my eyes have to be very docked. I slowly felt my whole body as if it had been in the same position for a long time. Sleeping on the bed.

"Al?" my mother who was beside me. Shortly afterwards someone in a long white jacket came up with a little part of a stethoscope hanging in the jacket pocket. He checked me using all his tools.

After examining me, the man explained something I could not hear clearly. Mama looked happy at the time, but she also shed tears. Answer the man's words. Papa who was beside him embraced mom as if trying to calm the woman beside him. I'm back to seeing myself. Then look around. A hospital room is now the setting I am in. The same room. Like in that dream.

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"Hey Al!" greet Erga from behind the door. It appears that Doni and Ciko are following him with a bag of fruit plastic.

"Hey!"

"Where?" ask Ciko a little bit of a sneer.

"Nice, they say I only have 2 days" I explained with a strange feeling. The three of them looked at me strangely afterwards. Ciko checked my body temperature and then she frowned by raising her left eyebrow.

"Not healthy, child" explained Ciko.

"Because of his brain times, jiggle," added Doni made all laugh. I shook their heads one by one before someone came to rebuke for having held an impromptu comedy stand up in this room.

"Rame, this is a hospital bro," I rebuked humbling my tone.

"Sorry, forgot." Instantly, the three put together an apologetic hand. I laughed a little at him.

Mom came in suddenly. Seeing the presence of the three of them, mama's face became sumringah. They are quite close to my family so they are considered like their own, he said. I looked at my mother and began to be confused thinking about all those memories. Is it true that I only have 2 days left?

My mom left the four of us in the room. And as usual, Doni started his tetris game. Not like most people who play ML and such. This circle of friendship is pretty rough for that. We're still playing tetris and vying for the highest score. This all started with the fugeness of a Doni. Doni who never downloaded the game on his game, suddenly appeared one childhood game. Tetris. He plays more often than me and Ciko who play ML in every free time. Me, Ciko and Erga started to get curious and we started adopting the game on our devices. And after that, tetris became our flagship game when we gathered.

"23,650" said Erga was very excited.

"23,100, a little more!" Ciko was a little angry.

"The highest cave, 26,800," continued Doni a little show of evil laughter as in the film.

"25.000."

"Yaaa.. It's time for Ciko to deal." That's what happens if our best score is at the bottom. And all that time it seems like Doni never put a dime in his pocket for this.

"Geez, cave again" lamented Ciko who had just practiced us about 2 weeks ago.

Incoming call on Erga's device. We see the mother's writing as the name of the owner of the number. And the three of you started to laugh a little while waiting for what was to happen.

"RIDING!" shouted Erga's mother until heard the four of us even though the position was not in the loud speaker. "GO HOME! His work is playing mulu, do not know what the store is rame again," continued Erga's mother makes us increasingly difficult to hold a laugh. Erga immediately agreed and finally Erga's mother closed the call after being satisfied with Erga's answer.

"Behind first, the cave mambuks," said Erga then immediately left this room, followed by Doni and Ciko who will also go home with him. And a few minutes later they disappeared from behind that door."

...**...

A piece of apple I ate slowly, thinking about what I should do. What good-bye is appropriate for the last 2 days. Mama kept peeling the apples nonstop.

"Tomorrow I'm dead" I said softly until my mother didn't hear it. I tried to hold back the chest-stifling cry. It feels like screaming, but my head will be the crash. Given how many mothers are in this hospital. It seemed like back then I had become a curious spirit.

I went around the whole hospital looking at another spirit smiling at me because he was finally freed from the torment of the world. Seeing another spirit standing crying over his body that he couldn't enter was like me. Saw some horrible ghosts. Sure oes. Especially this is a hospital. There's only one place I don't dare visit, the morgue. Somehow the laughter felt gripping even from a considerable distance. After all right in front of the entrance, there was a figure guarding him. I ran away after our eyes accidentally met. I started goosebumps remembering it and suddenly my mom turned off the air conditioner.

"Why is ma turned off?" I was surprised because my mother was someone who was not strong with the heat.

"You're cold, so mama shut it down," I replied, then sat back down.

"No ma, no one is cold, turned on again yes," I tried to get up to reach the cooling remote that had been moved by my mother to the white shelf next to this mattress.

"Don't you get cold." Mama took the remote sparingly, kept it away from me. "You sleep, don't move much" he ordered in a slightly horrible tone to resist.

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I'm sick of being in my room after a long day there. Wrestling with tv remots and textbooks that somehow there are no novel books or anything like that. Mama took me around. I think I know this hospital. It's just as bored I guess. Until my mother took me to the hospital garden. In the afternoon the park looks more comfortable and cool. It felt peaceful, seeing the plants playing with the wind. The grass that grew beautifully, was even prettier than the one in the small garden at home.

Mama got an incoming call, then she stood a little away. My eyes started to wander around, seeing everything I could see. Everyone feels very comfortable in these eyes. Suddenly I saw the angel in front of one of the rooms.

"Angel!" my words screamed a little, making everyone look at me, including the angel.

"Al's? The angel? Meanin?" asked my mother to worry about my behavior.

"Suddenly through the word angel in my brain and why I want to scream, sorry ma." Mama was a little relieved to hear it and she took me straight out of the garden.

These eyes remained fixed on the angel. The angel also faced me. I still can't see his face clearly. He didn't see coming near me. But I need to meet him. But if I yell again, not only will my mom think I'm sick, but this whole hospital will start to think I'm crazy.