I'll Throw You Before You Honey Myself
Oh, Naw!

Inside the predominantly white room, a man lay weakly on top of a gurney. His eyes closed tightly, while his temple was injured and bleeding. Not only that, his hands and feet were covered with bruises and abrasions.

The man who is none other than Jeevan, has just had a single accident. He was escorted to the hospital by someone who happened to pass by there. At that time, Jeevan was unconscious.

"His neck was bruised, it seemed like this was what knocked him unconscious" the doctor said.

Among the wounds on Jeevan's body, it was the worst of the bruises on the nape, while the others were only minor injuries.

"Maybe it was hit by a motorbike, Doc," replied the nurse who helped clean Jeevan's wounds.

They continue to work together and provide maximum handling to Jeevan. Then after that, the doctor came out of the room and met someone who helped Jeevan.

"Have you managed to contact the patient's family?" ask doctor.

"No, Doctor. The man did not carry his identity, only HP was in his pocket. But, it also had a password set up, Doctor, so I couldn't contact her family or friends."

The doctor let out a long sigh, "Then we wait until the patient comes to his senses. The wound wasn't too severe and now his heartbeat had stabilized. Hopefully soon we'll be human."

"Thank God, then, Doctor. I hope nothing happens to him."

The doctor's estimate is not off. An hour after being dealt with, Jeevan began to mutter. He blinked slowly and scanned the ceiling of the room which was predominantly white. Jeevan was astonished and felt alien to the room. However, after his nose inhaled the scent of disinfectant, Jeevan began to understand where he was currently—hospital.

Jeevan turned his head to the side and found an infusion slang attached to his left arm. He also felt something strange at his temple, and it turned out to be a bandage.

"I___"

Jeevan tried to recall what happened, then he realized that a moment ago had an accident. Jeevan recalls the pain in the nape that came on suddenly, then it was all dark and he had no idea what happened next.

"It feels like being hit, but is it possible? All this time I had no enemies" muttered Jeevan, moving his neck, it was very painful.

"Thank God you're conscious, sir." The nurse approached. "What do you feel now?" with a friendly smile.

"A little dizzy and my neck hurts" Jeevan replied.

"You've just had a motorcycle accident, sir. Your skull is bruised and your temples are also injured, but not a heavy wound. In the near future it will heal as usual" explained the nurse. Jeevan was a little relieved to hear the explanation.

"If you may know, what's your name, sir?" ask nurse.

"I'm Jeevan." Jeevan answered while rising from his sleep.

"Sir Jeevan, since you're awake, please contact your family. We couldn't help because the HP was password-mounted." The nurse handed Jeevan's phone.

"Oh yes, Mr. Jeevan, we recommend that you take your identity card with you everywhere. In any journey can happen, it will be difficult if you do not carry your identity. Lucky this was your wound was not severe, so it can be handled even though no family has come. If it is severe, we cannot make a decision without the consent of the family. And it can be fatal" the nurse continued.

Jeevan stunned. His fingers that were turning on the phone stopped for a moment. Jeevan looked up and looked at the nurse.

"I brought ID card and SIM" said Jeevan.

"Where did you put it? The man who helped you just found a cell phone, sir." The nurse's answer made Jeevan's heart beat fast.

"In a moment, sir." The nurse stepped out and left Jeevan still riveted.

"No way! I can't lose my wallet!" jeevan said with trembling.

Shortly after, the nurse came back. This time he was with the middle-aged man who had been helping Jeevan.

"He is the one who helps you. He didn't find the identity card you mentioned" the nurse said.

Hearing that explanation, Jeevan immediately looked at the man before him. Then, ask about the wallet that he believes is stored in the pocket of his pants.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't find your wallet. Only HP is the only thing you carry," the man explained.

"No way! The wallet's really in my pocket, sir. I took it, I swear!" jeevan said with high intonation.

"But I can't find it, sir."

They have long denied each other. Jeevan insisted that the wallet was in his pants pocket, while the man insisted that it did not exist. Being too panicked, Jeevan unconsciously uttered a painful sentence.

"Don't you take it! You know it's a lot of dan___"

"What dream did I have last night, to the point of being reunited with an accursed person like you. It has been helped, instead of thanking, but instead accusing the no-no. In fact, it was not only me who helped, but there were also some citizens, and they all had no one to look at your wallet. You know, I am not a poor man. My property is more than enough for living expenses, so there is no need to steal someone else's property. Regret helping you, I should have let it die on the road earlier," the man concluded, sending a sharp look. He was offended by Jeevan's accusations.

"Sir, please calm down! Please do not be emotional because the patient's condition has not fully recovered, maybe he was carried away in panic, so he accidentally offended you." The nurse looked at Jeevan. "Sir Jeevan, I don't know how much money you lost, but please calm down. This He has helped you and paid for his administration, even bringing your motorcycle to the workshop. You should thank him" he said.

Before Jeevan opened his voice, the man spoke first.

"Already, do not be advised that kind. I don't need an apology or a thank you from him."

"Mr___"

"I'll say goodbye." The man cut off the nurse's greeting as he turned around and stepped away.

Now, there's Jeevan and the nurse in the room. Again the nurse gave a lot of advice, he regretted Jeevan's attitude was very rash.

However, Jeevan did not respond. She struggles with her own thoughts, leaving even her cell phone to die and failing to contact Elsa.

Seven hundred and fifty million, the amount of money that had been expected to open a business, was now lost to nowhere. The dreams that since yesterday are beautiful are now cracked and scattered. His future was not just bleak, it was already dark. No more glimmer of light. It felt, Jeevan's world stopped that second as well.

"The pain in my nape was very spontaneous, like a deliberate blow. Maybe I was robbed? But, what was taken was only a wallet, while the motor I carried was still there. No one should know, right, that I brought a lot of money, except__" Jeevan's inner self.

Slowly his throat shrunk, even to swallow his saliva was very difficult. Bad prejudices that begin to fill the mind make Jeevan lost energy.

"Am I that stupid?" jeevan continued in his heart.

*The table still fits to hold a cup of coffee and a sprig of red roses🥰🥰🥰

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