Two Twins Separated
22 | VIAN LOOKING FOR INFORMATION

In a small room.

“Yeah! Why didn't I think so?” vian shouted from inside the room. Immediately he ran out of the room, looking for his father.“Daddy's! Daddy's! Dad!”

“Aduh, this kid fromso screaming. What's wrong?” gerutu Nadia, Vian's older sister.

“Where's the father? This is important,” Vian asked back.

“Father outside,” he replied while putting on an annoyed face.

Vian immediately ran out of the house, found dr. Ryan, his father is enjoying a sweet tea.

“What's up? Your shout was heard outside.”

Vian laughed as he walked closer to his father. "I'm looking for Dad. There's something I want to ask,” said Vian directly expressed his point.

His father sipped tea in a cup. “Ask only.”

“I want to ask you something about amnesia. The father of a doctor, of course knows the explanation of this disease, right?”

“Amnesia, of course. This condition is characterized by a loss of memory ability so that a person can not remember past experiences, difficult to make new memories, or even both. This is due to damage to the brain structures that make up the limbic system, which controls emotions and memory. Although unable to remember, amnesia sufferers can still maintain their motor skills, such as walking or talking.”

“Then what causes this amnesia?” vian's asking is getting serious. From his eyes he was very curious.

“Amnesia can occur due to head injury, diseases affecting the brain, dementia, anoxia, damage to the hippocampus, use of alcohol and certain drugs, or trauma.”

“What might an accident could cause amnesia?”

ask Vian again.

Father nodded. “Bby so. If a major accident causes damage to the hippocampus (the part of the brain and limbic system that controls memory), amnesia can occur. Speaking of amnesia, it reminds me of a patient in the hospital. She's a young daughter, seems to be the same age as you,” her father explained.

Vian flinched, immediately holding his father's hand. “What? Amnesia patient? What happened in 2011?”

ask Vian directly.

“Daddy doesn't remember it that much. His identity is not as well as I know. What's wrong?” His father asked back.

“In my class there was also a woman. It looks like he has amnesia. He was also hospitalized when he was eight years old. Is it possible that he was that amnesiac kid?”

“Maybe.”

“Dad, can you help me find information about a child who was amnesiac eight years ago? I really need that information,”pinta Vian.

His father opened his eyes. “For what?”

“I want to help him solve his problem. After all, she's my boyfriend-to-be. Don't you want to help me?”

“Your boyfriend's candidate? You can also like women. Is she a dress-up girl? Or her voice is heavy like yours?” his father teased while laughing.

Vian put on a flat face. “Dad, I'm serious. He is a woman, not a man. He was also the one who helped me find a gift for my sister. Don't you want to support my romance with her?”

He begged his father while showing a face.

“Stop that disgusting expression," sambar his father. "If you've begged this what you can do. And anyway you seem to like it a lot? Does he like you too? Don't-don't you clap one hand,” seductive father again.

“No idea, Dad. But later I will definitely shoot him,” replied Vian while forming a shot using his fingers, then shot him into the sky. “Then he can't refuse me. If he refuses, I shoot him again until I get.”

Dad laughed. “Alright, alright. Dad will help you. But lately the schedule of surgery is also a lot, not to mention checking the patient, there is almost no rest. How about you also come to the hospital to find that information?”

“Good idea. I'll come with Dad.”

***

Tomorrow goes according to plan. Vian went to the hospital with his father.

“This place has changed a lot since the last time I came here,” Vian said to his father while looking through the contents of the hospital.

“Of course. Last time you were here was nine.”

“Iya. What many new officers are here?”

“Yes, many new doctors too. Come with Dad to find the information you need.”

Vian and his father passed through a hallway not far from the main entrance of the hospital. In the hallway there are several doors. They continued towards the third door of the hallway, located on the right. On the door there is a signpost that says “Information Center.”

“What is this place?” vian asked while looking around.

“Iya,” replied his father briefly.

“Good day, Hana,” greet Vian's father.

“Oh, good afternoon dr. Ryan,” replied to the woman named Hana while standing up. He then looked at Vian who was standing next to his father. “Who is standing next to you?”

“Oh, this is Alvian, my second child,” replied dr. Ryan, pat Vian on the back. “Give her greetings,” whispered.

“Good day,” said Vian.

“Hana, my son has a need in this room. I happen to have an operation schedule in a moment. Can you help him find that information?”

Hana nodded her ass. “Good. I'll help him.”

Dr. Ryan smiled. He then talked to Vian for a while, then left them.

“Ya, Alvian, what do you want to look for here?” ask Hana.

“Oh, Miss Hana, I'd like to seek information from an amnesiac patient, which happened eight years ago. She is a young daughter,” replied Vian.

“Please call me by the name Hana.” Hannah thought for a moment, knocking her pen to her head. “Looks like I've heard of that,”. He moved out of his chair, toward a shelf not far from his desk.

Vian followed him from behind.

“Really? Do you know this case too?” ask Vian.

Hana nodded. His eyes hunted down every folder that was on that shelf. “Didn't you ever get treated here because you broke your leg?”

Vian nodded. “Yes, but how do you know?” ask Vian again.

“I've been working here for ten years. You were a kid, you had a broken bone in your leg. Doesn't feel like you're an adult. It seems that your legs are good,” replied Hana while glancing at Vian's right foot. He took a folder off that shelf.

“Of course. What folder is it?” Vian approached Hana, looking at the folder Hana had just removed from the shelf.

Hana is still seen sorting through the documents in it. “This is the year folder 2011 in January. The information you need is on this shelf. But as for the month it happened, I don't really remember. I think we should look for them one by one from all the folders on this shelf. Would you help me find him?”

Vian nodded quickly. He picked up a folder in February, then opened it. He found a lot of documents in it. He sorted through the papers one by one to find Reva's information. “I forgot. The patient's name is Reva.”

“Good, understandable,” replied Hana who is still focusing on sorting data. “Do you know? The patient is very worried. In the middle of the night, when the atmosphere was very quiet, suddenly there were two men who drove the girl. His body was soaked, his head kept bleeding. Many thought the child had died,” explained Hana.

Vian paused for a moment. “Two men? Who are they?”

“Looks police. Lucky the boy was saved by them,” replied Hana.

Half an hour passed. Hana had finished checking the two folders, but had yet to find the information in question. Vian just checked one more folder. Still the same, he has not found the information in question.

“I didn't know that checking information like this would take a long time,” complained Vian while continuing to sort through documents.

Hannah looked at him, laughing. “In such an way. Every patient who gets treatment here, the information will be kept here. So it is not wrong if one of these folders contains a lot of documents.”

“Yes, you're right. But did I interrupt your work today, Hana? If you're busy, go back to your job. I'll find it myself.”

“No problem. My job is just to record and compile the information of each patient. I can do it later,” replied Hana.

They kept looking for information from the folders that were on that shelf.

“Vian, you said the boy's name was Reva?” ask Hana. He took a paper, read it carefully.

Vian stopped his work. He looked at Hana and nodded. “What's up?” he asked back.

“What might you mean is this?” ask Hana. He showed Vian a piece of paper.

Vian moved towards him, along with reading the writing on the paper. “Reva? Is correct. Here's the information I need,” he replied. He took the paper from Hannah, read it carefully. His eyes were fixed on a date, when it happened. It says May 2, 2011.

“This incident took place in May in 2011,” continued Hana. "The child is at risk of his life. He lost a lot of blood, blood type O. It just so happened that the hospital ran out of blood. No one has blood type O, not even their parents. His mother is blood type B, while his father is AB. Nothing fits,” added Hana.

“His parents?” Vian reads the document again and finds the name of Anggita Nanda, Reva's mother. “Then how?”

“When conditions were very chaotic, one of the policemen who brought the patient immediately rushed to take his wife to the hospital. It turns out that his wife is blood type O. The child's life was helped,” explained Hana.

“Who is the name of the helper police, Hana?”

“Evanda, and the one who donated blood to the child was his wife, Melisya,” replied Hana.

Vian flinched, realizing something. “Like the story of Reva, her father and Bella's father are the police guards. Is it possible that one of the cops who helped Reva was Bella's father? Bella was also in the hospital. Looks like this has something to do,”think Vian.

“Hana, thank you so much for taking your time to help me find this information. Instead, I will help you finish the job today.”