
A young doctor comes along with two nurses and Ivan's uncle. Looking at Shindy who was already in no pain, her forehead frowned.
"For a moment, Ma'am, let me see his arm." said the doctor, pulling Shindy's arm
A reddish color appears on the arm and some blue blood vessels appear there.
"I'll get the needle out. I'm sorry it hurts a little bit." said the young doctor asking the nurse to prepare the equipment.
"Hold on a little while" said the doctor as he tried to pull the needle slowly
Shindy closed her eyes, trying not to scream and endured her pain. A large needle came out of his left arm.
"sick." Shindy rubbed the needle slowly.
"It's better not to move much first. If you need something, you can just ask your uncle who is guarding Mbak. This I have to find another vein to attach the infusion again" said the doctor issued some syringes
The doctor tried to press Shindy's right wrist. After discovering the greenish color that appeared on his white skin, the doctor pressed the needle inside.
"Oh." ringis Shindy didn't dare look at his hand.
"It's installed." the doctor tried to move the infusion tube slowly. After making sure it is functioning properly, the doctor leaves the room.
"You were gonna wake me up, huh? I'm sorry, I didn't hear." my uncle Ivan looked pityfully at Shindy
"It's okay sir. Thank you for helping me." Shindy said sincerely
"Why do you think you should?" uncle Ivan pointed to Shindy's wrist wrapped in bandages
"I... Being depressed sir. I couldn't accept that Ivan had to die that way." Shindy murmured, deep down she began to love Ivan. It is unclear what his feelings mean. But Shindy felt Ivan was a good man.
"Don't be like this. Not well. Fortunately, your baby survived. Poor him." uncle Ivan explained
Shindy just smiled thinly. His back is on the pillow. Both of his eyes glared straight at the roof.
"Here I bring you a drink." Uncle Ivan put a bottle of mineral water on the nightstand.
"Sorry to trouble uncle." Shindy was silent for a moment. "Can I call uncle?"
"Of course I can."
"Pak Wayan, can talk for a while" said one of the nurses
"I live first ya." said Mr. Wayan followed the nurse out.
Shindy took out a paper containing Ivan's writing.
"Where are you Van? How are you doing?" muttered Shindy stared blankly at the sheet of paper in her hand.
Despite not knowing the whereabouts of Ivan, but getting word that he was still alive gives a glimmer of hope to him. Shindy took a glass of water and sipped it slowly.
"I have to find out. If the police can't find Rama then, I'll come to those two houses again. I hope there's a clue to Ivan's whereabouts." Shindy muttered
Shortly thereafter, Mr. Wayan returned with a nurse.
"You want to be moved to the hospital room" said Mr. Wayan with a smile
"He.. That guy." he muttered softly
The man he met yesterday at Rama's house just came out of a room. The man was still wearing the same clothes, black hat and mask.
"Right, the man from yesterday. But why did he get out of there?" the question was asked unconsciously.
"Whose guy? Which one?" Pak Wayan followed Shindy's gaze
"Owh, that's the messenger guy. Yesterday I also saw that he was fit to enter your room" said Mr. Wayan
"Uncle saw it too?" shindy asked to make sure again
"Yes, yesterday I came back from the cafeteria. He's out of your room. I was also suspicious. But seeing your condition is fine. I don't think he has any evil intentions so I let him." said Mr. Wayan
The bed moved into the rose room. There were only four beds facing each other there. Shindy occupied one of his rooms.
"Don't move much first. Later be afraid of swelling again." message the nurse
Shindy nodded obediently even though in her heart came various questions that were still an enigma.
"If he goes into my room, and I find a piece of paper from Ivan. Meaning right, he only intended to convey a message. But why did he come out of that room? Who is he looking at? What is Ivan?" shindy's mind became very curious.
"Are you okay?" ask Mr. Wayan for the third time
"Owh is okay uncle" Shindy said
"Don't dream much, let alone think of the nonchalant. You just recovered because." said Mr. Wayan advising.
"Yes Uncle." Shindy replied briefly.
"Excuse me Ma'am, here's breakfast." A nurse came in to bring food for Shindy
A bowl of porridge with a sprinkling of chicken and beans on it. Complete with a few pieces of apple and vanilla pudding. Shindy stared at the food before her without any interest. Shindy tried a spoonful and then spewed out again.
"Picture uncle." Shindy protest
"Indeed food for the sick, sugar and salt levels should be controlled to prevent complications. Moreover, you have finished the operation." said Mr. Wajan gave an understanding
"Can you please buy some soy sauce? I can't eat this" Shindy said
"Yes, wait a minute." Mr. Wayan seemed to leave the room.
As much as Mr. Wayan, a thought in Shindy's brain.
"I have to look into that room." Shindy shifted her dining table. Slowly get out of bed. After slightly tiptoeing to remove the infusion liquid from his pole, Shindy stepped out.
Shindy walked in a patient shirt past a few people who were staring strangely at her. Shindy didn't care about it, she just focused on what made her curious. Jasmine Room. Shindy followed the direction the man had pointed. Slowly but surely, Shindy arrived in front of Jasmine's room. On the left side is a closed PACU room. Shindy focused on that windowless brown door. With a careful step, Shindy turned the doorknob.
CZECH.. The door opened slowly. A pair of legs wrapped in blankets appeared inside. Shindy ventured to push the door in order to see more clearly. Someone is lying in bed. Shindy's eyes were perfectly rounded.
"You..."