Greeted by a long list of people who was listed on the wall. These were the names of the decreased whose bodies were stored inside the morgue.
I told myself not to look at it, but i couldn’t.
The more I don’t want to look at it, the more I looked at, praying that Kobe name was not inside.
I’ve read through hundred of names which stretching endlessly. But as long as Kobe’s name was not inside, I was relieved even when hundreds of people had already left this world.
Suddenly, I knocked onto something which made me tripped and fell down on the ground with my bottom landing it straight on.
“Thump”
This is the sound which echoed through the silent stretch, Followed by that was the sound of the paper flustering in the mid air and landing on the floor gracefully.
“Sorry-“ I apologized without lifting my head as I was too embarrassed.
The nurse was gathering the documentation paper which is on the floor and I tried to offer my help and she merely nodded her head.
The doctor beside him was giving her look.
“Seems like nothing happened well today huh?” He said it to the nurse while squatting down to help her picking up the papers. His voice sound familiar but I couldn’t tell since most people have hoarse voice like his.
“Especially your previous patient…-“the nurse replied.
“I did my best but it still… -“ He replied with slight regret.
“Don’t bothered about it, I knew you already did your best-“ She replied
“But I still failed…-“ he sighed, this time he said it filled with regrets.
One thing I know for sure is that, even though I do not want anyone to find me. I still find it hard to believe that they were treating me as if I was transparent.
What sort of doctor is that who openly discuss confidential information in front of an outsider?
As I was picking up the documentation, I was something which changed my expression.
I stare onto the documentation paper where “Kobe” name was printed on it.
Before I could take a second look on it, the paper was taken away from me and both of them stood up and prepare to leave while I was still squatting down there.
“Kobe?”
His name slipped off from my mouth as I was wondering whether why his name could appear on the paper.
I looked back at both of them who were having a surprised look especially after I mention his name. On a closer look of the doctor in white, I realized that he was the very doctor who attends to Kobe a few days ago, after that time when he got beaten up badly in the park.
He was also the same doctor who asked plenty of silly questions while I register Kobe into the hospital records.
The doctor looked at me and immediately he realized who I was. He turned away, trying to avoid me.
“Where was Kobe?” I asked him anxiously.
Even though he avoided me, but he raised his finger pointing to one particular end of the dark corridors.
I couldn’t control myself but to rush toward the direction where he had pointed.
“Wait- Stop!”
He was shouting to me, telling me to stop but I turn it with a deaf ear as Kobe was the only person in my mind right now. No other things could be even more important than him, not even my life.
What exactly does he meant by he failed?
What could have happened?
With tons of questions in my mind, I rushed to the room where a white wooden board was hanging onto the door.
“Kobe”
My hand was holding onto the door knob where everything behind this door will be holding all the answers to my questions.
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