The night has passed, the day has come.
Although she slept early, according to her habit, Clara always woke up before sunrise. She starts her day with the work she usually does and ends with preparing breakfast for Xenia's mother and daughter before going to school.
Strangely, today the sun rose after the two daughters earlier than usual, with an excited mood as if waiting for a good story? The two quickly ran out of the house and scrambled to open the gate.
Clara was defined as she watched them through the small upstairs window. With a big smile she stepped down expecting Xenia's reaction when she saw her presence at home.
To horror! Xenia had just come out of her room, I was startled to see Clara coming down from upstairs. Clear optimization through the hand that locks the gate.
Clara nodded in greeting, then chuckled inwardly before giving Xenia's ghostly reaction. Then she just walked into the kitchen to clear the table.
“It's not on the outside. Frustrated early loss of work. ”
Hana grumbled more as she opened the door and entered the house, followed by Sarah. Everyone's face knows the disappointment when they are cut off. Just wanted to see how my mother handled Clara, when she didn't come home last night, but they both worked so hard. Waking up early is still attractive, then run to open the gate to see if she is outside or not.
"He must be too scared to bring it here, but it's so uninteresting!"
Sarah added an apricot-scented sentence.
"That's how you imagine mom handling it."
Hana said that's not to the color variable of Xenia. Not judging but self-reported, no one knew Clara in the kitchen was overheard. All but Xenia, my countenance showed it.
"Me! What's wrong? Mom?"
Sarah time just discovered a cold sweat on her mother. Xenia did not answer the question. Although it is very bossy and does not fear anyone, it is also a normal physiological reaction of a person when others find out about their bad deeds.
Looking at Xenia's eyes and then the two of them looked at each other, not understanding what was going on, until there was a small noise coming from the kitchen.
Both of them widened their eyes when they saw that Clara had finished setting the table and stood looking at them with a puzzled smile. Bad bad feeling caused by someone saying something, may automatically walk up to the room.
Today was really fun, just this morning she witnessed the loss of face of Xenia's parents and children.
Smiling satisfied, Clara returned to the room to prepare for school.
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The sun was already high in the sky, and now in the pure white room, men also woke up from a coma or not knowing anything.
With gentle finger gestures, Zane instinctively wanted to open his eyes, but had a strange feeling that he didn't know if it meant open or not. Just know he can't see anything, it's all black.
Until I received something in my eyes that made me lose my vision, I raised my hand to touch it, I was startled to discover that it was a bandage wrapped around my eyes. In shock, Zane waved his hand wildly in the air, screaming.
"Where is this? Is anyone there? ”
The door opened, the girl in medical uniform entered, seeing its start, spoke to safety.
"You're awake!"
Zane said Hearing stopped the action at the nurse's locator.
"Who is she? This is where? ”
Zane investigated as soon as someone entered, he heard a soft click as he closed the door.
“You don't remember last night? This is the disease. ”
The nurse answered as she pulled the curtain. According to the feedback when there is light in the room, even though he can't see it, he can feel it.
"My eyes?" Zane listened anxiously, he really didn't know what was going on, he couldn't see anything. When he brought his hand up to his eyes, something blocked his vision.
"Your boy can't see for the time being." The nurse said: "The doctors have put a lot of effort into handling all the work from your eyes. Your eyes will recover soon, don't worry."
Zane let out a sigh, he had to work through his brain to process the information that was received into his brain. After a while, Zane suddenly remembered that he should calm down. Zane was reminiscing about yesterday in silence. A up a line up.
“Whoa! Where's your girlfriend? ”
The sudden question jolted Zane awake, clearly seeing the confusion when he heard the nurse speak.
"Who?"
Zane asked innocently.
“You were taken to the hospital, right, girlfriend?”
Bewildered, tilted somewhere as if I remembered, it was true that someone brought it here. But but you girl, the body like as not.
Watching, the nurse smiled faintly at her confusion. Zane could see a slight smile on the nurse's lips.
"What are you laughing at?"
Zane strangely wanted to know so he asked.
"A strange girl."
The nurse replied and went to the bedside to check on his wound.
“What do you mean?”
Zane still hasn't stopped being curious.
“Did you know that girl donated blood for you and paid for the hospital bills. I thought it was your girlfriend. Who would have thought not."
The nurse said with an affectionate smile that any patient would get from them. It was a warm smile. Zane just remained silent as if thinking.
“There are very few good people these days. The girl from last night was right…” A sigh of admiration and laughter at the same time benevolent kindness, honesty should not be exaggerated.
A comment from the nurse regained his attention. An involuntary smile appeared on his lips at the memory of the sweet voice.
'Are you okay?' Then the feeling when that girl's hand lightly touched his. Remembering made him shiver slightly. Suddenly he opened his mouth to ask.
“Do you know who she is?”
Zane really wants to see that girl again, he finds it curious and above all, to repay the favor.
“Unfortunately not.” The girl shook her head: “We don't have any information about her. She didn't sign her name on your admission papers."
The real answer left Zane at a loss. There's a little bit of regret. I saw him suddenly quiet and contemplative. The nurse also stopped asking questions and quietly completed the task.
His wound has been examined. The girl gathered her things and turned to the door. Before leaving, do not forget to remind him that the doctor will come in a moment.
The door closed, leaving him alone with his thoughts. Zane analyzes and depicts the events that happened yesterday. He wanted to know who the culprit was and above all about the mysterious girl. Having a feeling of doubt, he was startled by his discovery. Are the girl at the dance and the girl who saved him the same person? When comparing both the voice and the feeling when the two hands make contact are the same.
Feelings can be deceiving and voices can be the same for anyone. A difficult problem to solve.