Due to heavy blood loss, just a moment ago the girl was still in critical condition in the operating room. However, a bag of blood given by Jack can help her. Several hours had passed with so much struggle. The doctor and several other surgeons have now finished their work on the operating table. They have all done and given their best for the patient. However, Jack did not know what had happened in the operating room. Until suddenly several officers wearing uniforms came to him and immediately took him to the police station.
Jack left the hospital with handcuffs wrapped around his hands. He felt really unwilling when his feet stepped away from there. It's not that he wants to avoid all charges, but Jack still finds it hard to leave a victim which is not known for sure. However, he did not want to make matters worse, and went with the officers.
At the police station.
When Jack arrived at the police station, he was asked many things by an officer there. Jack sat down and was immediately interrogated with several questions regarding the accident incident. Not even once the man with the scar on his face deny the question he was asked. He was well aware that it was because of him that all this chaos happened.
"We will write all of your statements here, so we hope you will describe all the events in detail." An officer intends to write a report about the accident that caused by jack, "And remember, you must speak the truth. Because we have received CCTV from the scene." The officer's tone sounded threatening to Jack. However, Jack didn't seem the least bit afraid of the officer's bluff. Because in fact he must be held accountable for all his actions.
"Okay, Sir. I understand." Jack nodded slowly, his mind still on the hospital, the place where the girl was still being treated by doctors.
"Good, very responsible. I like that attitude, full of inspiration. Then let's get started now. What's your name?" The clerk started asking Jack.
"Jack Macario," Jack replied.
"Residence?" The clerk asked Jack again.
"I gave you an ID, Sir. You can see it there!" Jack complained to the clerk. Because Jack felt that the question from the officer in front of him was not important.
"I know, I just wanted to ask you, Sir! Do you mind?" asked the officer, while frowning his forehead.
"No, Sir. Sorry, please continue." Jack could do nothing more about the officer. It was just that the officer's eyes gave him a strange look, and Jack felt a little uncomfortable.
"Good if you understand. Okay, can we start again?" The officer occasionally scratched his head which didn't really itch, "Where did we talk about?" The officer went back to surveying every inch of Jack's body.
"Please, Sir. Earlier you asked where I live." Jack said quietly.
"Oh, yes. Are you from this town?" asked the officer trying to open the conversation again.
"No, Sir." Jack also answered a question that was thrown from the officer.
"Sorry in advance. I wanted to ask, but maybe this is a personal thing. I hope you don't mind and take offense at this question. I'm just a little curious. Where did you get the wound?" The officer pointed at Jack's face. Even if it was only for a moment that Jack understood the meaning of the officer's question to him.
"This wound? Oh, this I got when I was a teenager, Sir." Jack said honestly, he then rubbed the wound that had made an impression on his face.
"Are you an illegal immigrant?" asked the officer probingly. Several times the officer turned over Jack's identification card.
"Of course not, Sir!" Answered Jack bluntly.
"Let's go straight to the original question." The officer glanced at Jack for a moment, "So you were driving drunk, Sir?" The clerk waited for Jack's answer, his hands resting on the lit computer keyboard.
"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry," Jack felt very guilty.
"Do you know who that girl is, Sir?" Suddenly the officer grabbed his chin with both hands.
"No, Sir." Jack sat across from the clerk's desk anxiously.
"You better pray and hope that the girl you hit is safe." The officer grabbed a cigarette from inside the pack, then he snuffed the tip of the cigarette using a lighter. Several times the officer lit the fire using a lighter that looked a little rusty and old. Then after a while the officer continued his delayed speech again, "I'll tell you a little secret, Sir. The girl you hit with your car is the daughter of one of the most respected families in this town!"
Then a small fire came out of the lighter which was being pressed by the officer, although it swayed a little because of the slight wind. However, the tip of the cigarette burned perfectly. Immediately the cigarette smoke came out and billowed into the air when the officer inhaled it. The white lump slowly disappeared as the officer waved his hand vigorously.
"Come on, let's continue. Where were we?" the clerk asked Jack.
Jack looked at the cigarette on the officer's middle and index fingers. He also remembered his late wife-Lilyana, his wife would be very fussy if Jack caught smoking. Jack cracked a smile for a moment, a sudden bitterness welling up in his heart. All the words of the officer who was still smoking a cigarette, made Jack feel even more guilty. Because actually deep in his heart, Jack felt very sad about this. His negligence had hurt someone, and until now he did not know what happened to the girl.
Question after question the clerk had given Jack, and answered them without flinching. Now, the officer couldn't help but hold Jack in a barred restroom, "Forgive us, Sir. We will hold you here for the time being." The officer then left Jack in the detention room after locking the door.
"Until when? I have to go to the hospital to see it!" asked Jack as he gripped the iron bars that were now in the way.
"For now, we don't know. Maybe until this thing is over. You just pray that the girl is safe." The officer walked away after saying to Jack.
Jack's body and heart shook violently every time he remembered the face of the seriously injured girl. Jack could no longer hold back all the feelings that were suffocating his soul and heart. The man was sinking deeper and deeper into the lingering guilt. It was as if he was drowning alone at the bottom of the deepest ocean.
Continued.
"How is it? If I stay here, I won't know how it is!" Jack then hit hard on the iron bars in front of him."Hey, watch yourself!" one officer shouted at Jack.Guilt and anger became one in Jack's heart, but he couldn't do anything else. For a moment he was silent, because Jack himself understood that he must be held accountable for all his actions at the police station. However, Jack didn't know how long the police would keep him in this place. Not long after. In the police station, which had been quiet for a moment, was suddenly bustling with two adult men fighting. The two of them were still trying to hit each other, even though the police officers had tried to get away. The two of them were still arguing as if they didn't care if they were at the police station."It's all your fault, if you had just let me go first, I wouldn't have bumped into your fancy car!" said one of the men wearing a red shirt."My fault? Why is it my fault
"Jack Macario," called a police officer from behind bars. However, Jack did not answer the police officer's call, until the police officer called his name again,"Hey, Jack. Wake up!" Police officers tried to wake Jack by hitting the bars of the holding cell. The sound of police batons clashing with iron cells sounded so loud, "Come on, wake up quickly from your sleep. A man has come to guarantee your freedom!" The officer tried to wake Jack who seemed still closed his eyes. "Yeah, wait a minute," Jack said softly as he rubbed his face roughly. For a moment Jack thought about all that had happened to him. Actually he still wanted to be in his sweet dream, but the reality of life called him back. "Mr Macario, can you hear me?" The police officer then unlocked the iron railing door, and occasionally the officer looked at Jack. "Yes, I hear you. Please give me just five minutes. I still want to be here, Officer!
It is true that the fate of the poor and the rich is very different from what everyone sees. For example, Jack, a poor man who is currently involved in a serious problem.Previously the police officer had been so rude to Jack, because Jack had nothing and was only a hired bodyguard. However, the attitude and behavior of the police officer was far different from Jack's employer, completely opposite to Jack. Jack's employer, who was known to be one of the most respected people in London, made the police officers feel very shy and reluctant to the rich man."Thank you, Officer." Jack received his ID card from the hand of a police officer, and then Jack immediately put it in his wallet."Get out of here as soon as possible, because there are still many things that I haven't had time to do so far," the officer rebuked."Fine, I'll be leaving soon." Jack seemed so used to everyone's harsh treatment of him that he didn't feel angry or off
"Nurse, we have to make a plan." Jack saw the situation around him, he stopped his step. "Huh, plan? What do you mean, Sir?" asked the nurse not understanding. "Yes, a plan. Don't we have to go into Miss Sharren's ward without anyone knowing," Jack explained. "Yes, you're right. I didn't think like that before. So what's your plan, Sir?" The nurse walked a little closer to Jack. "Go to the storage room. Then take some items that the patient usually wears. Then after that we'll take the items to Miss Sharren's room. Isn't it normal at times like this that the guards in front of her room take turns." Jack pointed at the door that says storage space on it. "Yes, you are right. But how do you know, Sir? Whereas you have never come to this place!" the nurse inquired. "I don't have time to explain everything to you, so don't think about it, Nurse. It will only make you dizzy," Jack said without looking at
Jack and the nurse were now right on the doorstep of Sharren's nursing room. Two of them intended to enter the room immediately, but one of them stopped abruptly. "Wait a minute, Sir." The nurse forcibly pulled the sturdy hand of the man in front of her. There was a doubt in the nurse's eyes when she wanted to set foot in the VVIP room. Feeling a part of his body being held by someone, Jack immediately turned to look. Even though Jack actually knew who had pulled his hand away. "What else?" Jack stared intently at the nurse behind him. "Hmm, can't we just cancel your intention to meet Miss Sharren, Sir?" asked the nurse with an easy -to -read face. The nurse's forehead also looked wrinkled as if she was thinking of something difficult. "Are you scared, Nurse?" Jack grinned at the nurse. "Nn-no," the nurse denied quickly. "Then?" "Hmm, I-" The nurse thought for a moment, then
The VVIP room where Sharren was being treated after a few weeks was cold and lonely. Jack saw the girl lying weakly on the hospital bed. From a distance of five steps the man could already know the true condition of the girl. Not because he was a doctor, but rather the wounds on the girl's body gave him all the answers. "What have I done to you?" Jack cursed himself when he saw Sharren still being fitted with some kind of medical device. This is the second meeting after Jack helped the girl he accidentally bumped into. Jack was very pushy to see the condition of the seriously injured girl. Sounds weird, and also funny to anyone who knows it. However, that is the path of fate, they are forced to be reunited in a complicated relationship. Beep, beep, beep. Sounds from the heart detection machine works so well. Up and down lines on the monitor also indicate if the patient is in a stable condition. It's just that at this time the patient is still not fully re
"Who are you guys?" The voice of a large man echoed in the quiet room. Jack and the nurse immediately gasped in surprise at the sudden arrival of someone there.In an instant, Jack and the nurse turned to the source of the voice at the same time. However, the two of them were still glued to the place where they were standing, beside the hospital bed. "What are you two doing in here?" inquired the man in the black suit. Again the man asked Jack as well as the nurse, but they remained silent. Having not yet received an answer to any of his questions, the tall and big man walked over. Step by step the man looked sternly at Jack and the nurse. Then the big man glanced briefly at the nurse, the woman in the hospital uniform. The stare from the black-skinned and bald-headed man made the nurse shudder in horror. "Why is that man looking at me suspiciously?" muttered the nurse. The nurse's heart had been beating faster since t
The building, which is dominated by white, stands so firmly in the middle of London. The health logo of the building is clearly displayed above the main door. From a distance, the door of the building opens and closes automatically. There was a building officer standing while showing a friendly smile to everyone who passed by. One of the largest hospitals in the city of London is now where Sharren is being treated. As usual the situation there looks crowded, as well as today. Doctors and nurses welcome the arrival of patients who want to check their health. However, the voices of all those people were not felt at all by those who were lying weakly. Likewise with several nurses who are currently busy with a woman, namely Sharren the young woman who has just woken up from her long sleep. "Are you okay?" Jack looked into Sharren's eyes. The young woman still looks confused with her current condition. It was the umpteenth time Sharren had woken
Almost a few minutes had passed, but the nurse had not yet appeared. Making the two men waiting in Sharren's room even more anxious. Moreover, Sharren continued to rebel when the big man stopped her. "Calm down, Miss." The big man tried to restrain Sharren's body. Seeing the big man holding Sharren's body too hard, made Jack say, "Hey, you're holding on too hard. It's going to hurt her shoulder." Not being heeded by his words, Jack then grabbed the big man's hand, and said, "Please, let her go." "Then what should I do, Mr. Know-it-all?" The big man was angry that Jack had meddled in his business. "You can loosen your grip a bit. Miss Sharren looks in pain," said Jack. Instead of listening to Jack, the big man shooed Jack away, "Go away, it's none of your business." "But she's just a woman. Did you need to put all that energy into keeping her away." Jack looked at the woman who looked so troubled, it was none other than Sharren.
The building, which is dominated by white, stands so firmly in the middle of London. The health logo of the building is clearly displayed above the main door. From a distance, the door of the building opens and closes automatically. There was a building officer standing while showing a friendly smile to everyone who passed by. One of the largest hospitals in the city of London is now where Sharren is being treated. As usual the situation there looks crowded, as well as today. Doctors and nurses welcome the arrival of patients who want to check their health. However, the voices of all those people were not felt at all by those who were lying weakly. Likewise with several nurses who are currently busy with a woman, namely Sharren the young woman who has just woken up from her long sleep. "Are you okay?" Jack looked into Sharren's eyes. The young woman still looks confused with her current condition. It was the umpteenth time Sharren had woken
"Who are you guys?" The voice of a large man echoed in the quiet room. Jack and the nurse immediately gasped in surprise at the sudden arrival of someone there.In an instant, Jack and the nurse turned to the source of the voice at the same time. However, the two of them were still glued to the place where they were standing, beside the hospital bed. "What are you two doing in here?" inquired the man in the black suit. Again the man asked Jack as well as the nurse, but they remained silent. Having not yet received an answer to any of his questions, the tall and big man walked over. Step by step the man looked sternly at Jack and the nurse. Then the big man glanced briefly at the nurse, the woman in the hospital uniform. The stare from the black-skinned and bald-headed man made the nurse shudder in horror. "Why is that man looking at me suspiciously?" muttered the nurse. The nurse's heart had been beating faster since t
The VVIP room where Sharren was being treated after a few weeks was cold and lonely. Jack saw the girl lying weakly on the hospital bed. From a distance of five steps the man could already know the true condition of the girl. Not because he was a doctor, but rather the wounds on the girl's body gave him all the answers. "What have I done to you?" Jack cursed himself when he saw Sharren still being fitted with some kind of medical device. This is the second meeting after Jack helped the girl he accidentally bumped into. Jack was very pushy to see the condition of the seriously injured girl. Sounds weird, and also funny to anyone who knows it. However, that is the path of fate, they are forced to be reunited in a complicated relationship. Beep, beep, beep. Sounds from the heart detection machine works so well. Up and down lines on the monitor also indicate if the patient is in a stable condition. It's just that at this time the patient is still not fully re
Jack and the nurse were now right on the doorstep of Sharren's nursing room. Two of them intended to enter the room immediately, but one of them stopped abruptly. "Wait a minute, Sir." The nurse forcibly pulled the sturdy hand of the man in front of her. There was a doubt in the nurse's eyes when she wanted to set foot in the VVIP room. Feeling a part of his body being held by someone, Jack immediately turned to look. Even though Jack actually knew who had pulled his hand away. "What else?" Jack stared intently at the nurse behind him. "Hmm, can't we just cancel your intention to meet Miss Sharren, Sir?" asked the nurse with an easy -to -read face. The nurse's forehead also looked wrinkled as if she was thinking of something difficult. "Are you scared, Nurse?" Jack grinned at the nurse. "Nn-no," the nurse denied quickly. "Then?" "Hmm, I-" The nurse thought for a moment, then
"Nurse, we have to make a plan." Jack saw the situation around him, he stopped his step. "Huh, plan? What do you mean, Sir?" asked the nurse not understanding. "Yes, a plan. Don't we have to go into Miss Sharren's ward without anyone knowing," Jack explained. "Yes, you're right. I didn't think like that before. So what's your plan, Sir?" The nurse walked a little closer to Jack. "Go to the storage room. Then take some items that the patient usually wears. Then after that we'll take the items to Miss Sharren's room. Isn't it normal at times like this that the guards in front of her room take turns." Jack pointed at the door that says storage space on it. "Yes, you are right. But how do you know, Sir? Whereas you have never come to this place!" the nurse inquired. "I don't have time to explain everything to you, so don't think about it, Nurse. It will only make you dizzy," Jack said without looking at
It is true that the fate of the poor and the rich is very different from what everyone sees. For example, Jack, a poor man who is currently involved in a serious problem.Previously the police officer had been so rude to Jack, because Jack had nothing and was only a hired bodyguard. However, the attitude and behavior of the police officer was far different from Jack's employer, completely opposite to Jack. Jack's employer, who was known to be one of the most respected people in London, made the police officers feel very shy and reluctant to the rich man."Thank you, Officer." Jack received his ID card from the hand of a police officer, and then Jack immediately put it in his wallet."Get out of here as soon as possible, because there are still many things that I haven't had time to do so far," the officer rebuked."Fine, I'll be leaving soon." Jack seemed so used to everyone's harsh treatment of him that he didn't feel angry or off
"Jack Macario," called a police officer from behind bars. However, Jack did not answer the police officer's call, until the police officer called his name again,"Hey, Jack. Wake up!" Police officers tried to wake Jack by hitting the bars of the holding cell. The sound of police batons clashing with iron cells sounded so loud, "Come on, wake up quickly from your sleep. A man has come to guarantee your freedom!" The officer tried to wake Jack who seemed still closed his eyes. "Yeah, wait a minute," Jack said softly as he rubbed his face roughly. For a moment Jack thought about all that had happened to him. Actually he still wanted to be in his sweet dream, but the reality of life called him back. "Mr Macario, can you hear me?" The police officer then unlocked the iron railing door, and occasionally the officer looked at Jack. "Yes, I hear you. Please give me just five minutes. I still want to be here, Officer!
"How is it? If I stay here, I won't know how it is!" Jack then hit hard on the iron bars in front of him."Hey, watch yourself!" one officer shouted at Jack.Guilt and anger became one in Jack's heart, but he couldn't do anything else. For a moment he was silent, because Jack himself understood that he must be held accountable for all his actions at the police station. However, Jack didn't know how long the police would keep him in this place. Not long after. In the police station, which had been quiet for a moment, was suddenly bustling with two adult men fighting. The two of them were still trying to hit each other, even though the police officers had tried to get away. The two of them were still arguing as if they didn't care if they were at the police station."It's all your fault, if you had just let me go first, I wouldn't have bumped into your fancy car!" said one of the men wearing a red shirt."My fault? Why is it my fault