Third person/author's POV:

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Siah slowly opened his eyes. The white ceiling exposed him. He looked around. That's pure white. Smelly medicine and alcohol also.

That means he is in the hospital.

He moved to sit on the bed.

Her eyes even hit her Papa who was about to wake up.

He immediately stood up and approached her.

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"Son, how are you feeling?" its language in a deep voice.

Siah felt himself. Her headache is gone.

"I'm feeling fine, Pa. Where is mama?" he answered.

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Her father gently stroked her hair.

"Go out for a while to buy food. Are you hungry?" still worried about its question.

Shake...