Yiana: And Notes About Your Love
Episodes 3.4

That day, Mama was eating fruit peeled nurse while undergoing routine examination. The apples were diced, but strangely still white as freshly sliced. A cup of warm tea was presented at the dining table for elderly patients like him. Mama sat cross-legged, devouring healthy food while observing the scenery outside.

Hmm, not as good as in her favorite soap opera.

Those disappointed eyes were replaced with curious gazes. The sound of a spinning wheel from the gurney caught his attention. Must be a new patient. However, why did he not groan in pain?

"Immediately do a routine checkup," said one man, it seems he is a doctor who handles new patients in this nursery.

Mama was curious. Who her? Did he just finish the operation, so he can move here? But, Mama doesn't think so. Since the patient came home yesterday, he has stayed here. There's no one. There was no one they moved to undergo surgery or enter a special room.

Wait for the nurses to leave with some fruit and warm tea. Long enough, but Mama's curiosity trumps everything.

The examination is completed when the sun is above us-Mama-eating fruit by noon. Time to learn about the new patient.

"Excuse me." As soon as he fell apart, one of the two men glanced at the astonished patient who had not yet regained consciousness, with his head wrapped in bandages and neck in-gips.

"What do you need help with?" The man you were expecting was the waiter for the new patient to rise up with a friendly smile. "Can I help you if there's no one---"

"Ah, no." He brushed off the young man's hand gently. "I just want to see someone new here."

The man nodded in understanding, immediately offering Mama to sit on the chair where she was watching the patient. Without any intense talk. Mama just realized, maybe she can't bother him. That's why he's quiet.

"What a pity this boy." Finally Mama spoke.

"Yes." Yeah." The man beside Mama nodded weakly. "I'm glad that he could be familiar with you, if he'd have been around by now."

"Have you eaten, son?" Mama often comes with him if Ian's guard is having an affair-that's what he remembers when asking why Ian is rarely accompanied.

"Have," he replied nodding almost imperceptibly to his movements.

"Our sick people sometimes have to be here independently" he said, breaking a curtain that blocked their beds. The morning sunlight illuminated part of Ian's body.

"'Mother is also rarely accompanied?" That was the first question Ian asked, making Mama's heart adem ayem.

"That's how."

From morning to evening, they throw each other story after story-mostly from Mama. Ian doesn't remember anything so far, so Mama would rather be quiet.

And that night, the guy who was guarding Ian that day suddenly gave me a business card. He said: "Contact me if you have any recent information about Mr. Ian."

"Even when Ian why?"

"Rubber, Ma." The man smiled. "Please take care of him, ma'am."

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"So that's why Mama brought him home?" yiana asked in the end, just as their favorite TV show was done. Mama nodded gently, at least Yiana could breathe a sigh of relief. Maybe he took the time to find the business card that Mama meant.

"Where do you know his business card?" yiana asked facing Mama while smiling gently.