Among the Million Love
Chapter 39. The Best Man Ever

These two days I pay people to tidy up my childhood residence. There came people who tidied up the yard, mowed down the grass and weeds that were thick and tall as I was, and also cleaned the inside of this house.

I went around, this place used to be heaven for me. A place where I can get love from the people closest to me. My place grew until I became what I am today. I looked into the kitchen, my favorite place and my mom prepared breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And that dining table, where you sit reading the newspaper, sipping your coffee or tea.

Now everything changes, in an instant everything can change quickly. Where else can I find happiness like before? How can I listen to my old mama's carelessness again? I really miss those days. If the time can be turned, I will fulfill all the wishes of mama and papa since long ago.

"Mom, it's done."

"Mom, Mommy?"

I, who was late with my daydreams, made me stunned as some of the men cleaning this house called out to me.

"Yes, Sir?"

"It's all done, Ma'am. It's all right, please check." His word.

Right, everything is as it was. Especially the front of the house back clean, fresh, and well maintained.

"This is the rest of the payment, sir, thank you." I gave you the rest of the money that was the deal at the beginning of the work.

I live alone in this house. Electricity was re-installed which had previously undergone revocation. Turn on the television, see various television stations present the latest news. My attention was focused on the demonstration in front of a foundation office that read "AN-NUR"

"Papa's foundation office." Myself.

'Action of investors and parents of students demanding justice and education rights'

Huh, what's the problem?

The reporter also mentioned that the protesters had set fire to tires and plastic in the foundation's office yard.

It is clear how the violence is going on there. I don't think living in this house will be safe, I'd better just go.

The next day at my place of work, the more news about my parents' foundation became widespread. My nurses and colleagues understood that I was the son of the owner of the An-Nur foundation. They were unfair to me.

"If there's a problem, hadepin. Don't run away from reality." That insinuation I got from some friends of my profession. Even now that I am alone in the canteen of this hospital, no one wants to accompany me perhaps only for lunch.

Suddenly there was a white envelope with the logo of this hospital. I opened and wrote 'Land Termination Letter'

"What?"

"It just doesn't make any sense!" My misery. I walked quickly to the leadership room. I wanted to question what was the reason for my dismissal. My image is already good here, I built my career many years in this place. Dedicate myself and become one of the people who contributed to advancing this hospital. Why would they just throw me away? Without a party or anything like that. This dismissal is dishonorable for me.

"Excuse me, sir, I'd like to meet with the chairman." I said to the security guard in front of the leadership room.

"The father's not in the room, Mom." Answer the security guard.

"Where? When back?" Askaku.

"No idea, out of town." The answer.

I sent a message to him, a few minutes passed the incoming call from the same number.

"Hello, good afternoon, sir. Sorry to interrupt the time. I'd like to ask you about my termination letter, what is this?"

"Yes, right. The hospital management can do that, because one thing or another we have to do that. Regarding compensation money and so forth will be submitted following the parties concerned. Okay, good day." As the hospital director said.

Formerly this director was very close to me, he promoted me to the position I hold now. However, for whatever reason, he became this way. Merely with me.

Not that I did not accept this decision, but on what grounds this termination letter was delivered to me. It's not fair to see from my performance all this time. I'm the one who desperately takes care of the professionalism of my work, developing the excellent programs of this hospital, the, in fact, it is often targeted by media centers to expose these hospitals because of healthy behavior development programs and the application of nutrition to children and parents because it is one of the programs that I make.

However, why am I the one who has been eliminated now?

Today is the last day of work at this hospital. I tidied up all the things I was going to carry, no one was taking me away or saying goodbye to me.

I went back to my apartment, the only place I could take shelter in peace. I turned on the television, actually afraid of the news of the demonstrators, but I wonder what they have done.

'Foundation Buildings Burned and Mosquito Masses'

I jumped off the couch I was sitting on. "What?"

"Why are they acting so hard?"

On television screens, several mobs voiced their calls with large banners attached to the fence of the foundation building. Various writings are clearly displayed.

The closure of the foundation and all its operational activities is not because of anything, but because papa is dead. No one continues, no successor. It should be my brothers, but they don't know where. There's only me here.

"to the honourable, the father of the head of the foundation and a series of leaders of the an-nur foundation, please take responsibility for this situation. Our son is not going to school right now, give us back our money or I'll sue you."

"yes right, right! Just sue*!"

Like that the parents of the disciples voiced out the action. I'm afraid I don't have much money. How to solve this problem?

My dizzy head caused a very powerful bang on the part of my head, I couldn't help but feel this dizzy. Pain, throbbing, and swirling caused me to lose consciousness.

When I woke up, I was in a white room. And I saw a doctor standing near me.

I'm trying to get up, "Bang Andre? Oh, I mean doctor Andre?" I met him again after a long time of not talking to him on business other than work.

"You've got a vertigo attack."

"What's? I'm vertigo? That's how my head feels, uh." It's hard to explain. It turns out that even a doctor can experience pain that is usually complained of by his patients.

"don't think too much about the weight or vertigo that will come back. The attack was unexpected." His advice.

"Yes, I know." I also know how to diagnose it.

"Yes, you're a doctor too. Already eaten?" Doctor Andre asked.

I shook my head, "haven't had time." My answer.

"Rest, I'll get you some food." He said, there is still something good about me.

Fifteen minutes passed, came the food brought by Dr. Andre himself. "What's this?"

"Ketoprak canteen, your favorite."

I smiled a little, even though we did not communicate for a long time, but in fact he still remembered what my favorite was.

"Eat. I'll stay first."

"Where?" I asked, not willing if you have to be left alone–lag–.

Doctor Andre, who opened the door again thought, then he didn't leave me. Go back in and sit in a chair near my bed.

"Sonly, it still feels the same." My word.

"Yes, because the one selling is still the same person." His response.

"Cantin 3." Say us at the same time.

"Haha." I laughed along with him.

"who brought me here?" My toot.

"Don't know, the apartment you lived in? I'm just checking on you, it's a coincidence." The answer. I nodded, "Thanks, doc."

"You're Welcome."

"Recide and then rest, yeah,"

"It's over" I said after sipping water from the top of the nightstand. I'm hungry so ketoprak one serving is the right menu for one meal.

"Well, then what should I do?" Ask me.

"Guide me here until I fall asleep, shall you?" my door.

He raised his eyebrows, "what about my patients? Do you need me to sedate you to fall asleep, huh?"

"Hahaha, there's just one." I haven't talked like this in a long time with anyone else.

"Alright, go. Take care of your patients, serve them well or I'll cut your pay." My claws.

"Hahaha, good mom!"

In the morning when I woke up, next to me was a man who still closed his eyes with both arms. Sleeping in a half-sitting position, it is very difficult.

"Doctor Andre, but why is he here?"

I think he's a really good guy.