The smell of freshly brewed tea filled Esher's senses of smell. Suddenly he stood up and headed for the pantry. He was sure that the first occupant of this office was not him but Pak Firman, his office OB. He must have been busy preparing hot drinks for all the staff in the room where Esher worked. His guess was right.

"Sir, I want to go first, okay?" Esher curved her lips. While the man who was pouring a teapot filled with hot water was quite surprised by his presence.

"That's the Non Esher. It makes Mr. Fir have a heart."

Esher laughed. Mr. Firman has a habit that he thinks can't be denied. Calls Non and Den for each employee have been pinned for a long time. He said his lips were too used to saying that. If it has to be replaced with the greeting 'Ma'am' or 'Mas' it is not pleasant to hear. At first Esher hesitated. It's as if Mr. Firman is like his messenger. But it turned out that it wasn't just him, but all of them and the reason why it became Mr. Firman's habit when he greeted him.

Finally Esher relented and no longer argued or felt embarrassed.

"Do you want to bring it yourself or what?"

"Just bring it yourself." Esher thanked her afterwards. A cup of hot tea he brought slowly to his table. There should have been in the desk drawer where he used to work there was a pack of pastries that he used to stock up on snacks. That's even if it hasn't been eaten by Melody. Her best friend loves chewing small food and the great thing is that all the food that enters Melody's body doesn't seem to turn into meat. Only the wind.

This is evidenced by the needle of Melody's scale which rarely points to the right. As for Esher? Do not ask. If only he had a body like Melody and a diet like his best friend, he would be very happy. There's no need to count how much you've eaten and put off dinner because it's past seven when night falls.

The office atmosphere is still quiet. Esher came in the morning not without reason. At four in the morning he chose to go home after making sure the victim was conscious. His condition has passed the critical period. Several wounds can be seen on the arms and legs. Even his right leg was wrapped in long bandages. The doctor said there was a fracture in one of his bones. Esher shuddered at the explanation after explanation she heard. Also the head. The doctor added that there could be a head injury but it wasn't serious. Wait until the victim, Noel, is fully aware before further observation will be carried out.

While this already made Esher sigh in immense relief. At least the victim didn't die on the action table. Oh Lord! That bad thought really drained him of his energy. Whether it was due to exhaustion or piled up thoughts, this made Esher not sleepy at all. Arriving at the boarding house, taking a warm bath and a glass of milk and a cup of bread didn't necessarily make him sleepy.

Maybe this is what is called a very tired body that makes it look fresh. But it is not. When Esher enjoyed her cup of tea with the occasional dip of her cookies, Melody was almost hysterical at her best friend's appearance.

"This is the first time I've seen zombies in real life!"

Esher snorted. "Zombies aren't as pretty as me, Dy." He took the mirror that was always near his computer screen. Actually what Melody said is true. His eye bags were thicker than usual. Not to mention his eyes were red in almost every corner. Oh, don't forget the eyes that seem to be partially dimmed.

"Lo T-Rex. Fix. There's no pretty T-Rex."

"Tai!"

Instead of walking away, Melody sat right on Esher's expectations. "Need hugs?"

"I want to sleep but I'm not sleepy," Esher complained but didn't intend to distance herself from Melody's embrace. He also felt a gentle caress being received on his long hair. The scent of Melody's perfume, which Esher knew so well, greeted her gently. If Esher prefers a sexy and seductive scent, it's different with Melody. The girl chose soft and soothing.

Esher often protested the selection of a Melody Smith perfume. The Melody Esher knows is a brave and unyielding figure. He dared to attack any opponent mercilessly. Also his thin lips that seem to be very hating with the science of 'cursing'. Starting from the soft, medium to hard core versions of Melody. Very head over heels with her choice of perfume.

Melody just said, perfume is personality. In fact, the personality he has is soft and nuisance, from the daughter of the palace. The class of a solo palace, that's the reason. But Esher strongly objected. Can't believe it. Where are the royal princesses with thin, poisonous lips like Melody? Every time she heard a protest from Esher, Melody just laughed loudly.

"What about the victim?" They have been like that for a long time. It must have been a tough night for an Esher Pricillia. Melody could feel it because her voice last night was really heartbreaking. The problem has not been solved with the asshole boyfriend who feels like he wants to be rewarded with his raw bogem, the friend is actually suddenly unlucky by bumping into other people.

"Already in the treatment room, wait for it to be fully awake." Esher started to put distance in his arms. "I don't understand medical terms, I'm just waiting to hear that he's conscious."

“So far... its good?”

Esher shrugged. "I don't even know if this is good or not. He suffered from abrasions here and there, a broken right leg, a long cut on his right hand but it didn't break. Continue to indicate a head injury. Either heavy or light. His head was bandaged like a mummy."

Melody looked at Esher in disbelief. "Are you speeding?"

Esher clearly shook her head in response. But for a moment he hesitated. But he still remembers his car's speedometer, it's still within safe limits, really.

"And what about the family? Want peace?”

"They are waiting for the victim to wake up. It's like a favorite child."

“Kid?

"Better. Guy. Thirty-five, lah. I saw his identity when I gave him an ID card as an identification for the administration.”

Melody shook her head not understanding "What do you mean?"

"Yes, his mother is very complicated. I have to, I have to, I have to, I have to take responsibility for. You don't need to be scolded and I'm definitely responsible, really." Esher spoke while pouting her lips. He actually still does not accept the treatment of the victim's mother. "It's like I got him pregnant."

"You idiot!"

***

He took a deep breath, took it again greedily, then let it out hastily. That's what he did for the first five minutes after Bobo was perfectly parked in the hospital parking lot. Esher gets word that Noel is fully awake.

She wasn't afraid to go up to him and apologize. Not at all. That was precisely the goal after the victim opened his eyes. However, the victim's mother When giving the news to him earlier, a cynical voice as well as words of responsibility were always spoken. He became embarrassed himself and thought, really the mother can't see how she is also worried about her son?

However, from all the things that happened to him, he was quite lucky because the victim's family decided not to extend the matter to the police. Since yesterday the police found out that there was an accident in their area, Esher was only asked for some information and also a number of supporters. It was possible that the victim's condition was not as bad as Esher had imagined. Maybe now he has spoiled himself with his mother, considering how the middle-aged woman was very worried about her child.

Esher walked slowly. If he hadn't confronted the mother, perhaps Esher would have chosen to hurry up and finish her business. Responsibility. Esher didn't need to ask again for the direction of the victim's room, because the woman had already informed him via text message. What made him suddenly alert was that when he climbed the third floor, the room looked different and the hospital corridor was quieter than the other floors.

He deliberately took the stairs instead of the elevator which was always available. Last night he felt a sudden horror at the hospital atmosphere, but during the day, he was quite friendly and not too scary. Maybe last night because of various feelings raging inside him to make his own fear approached.

Every now and then he returned the friendly smile the nurses gave when they passed. They seem friendly with visitors or patients' families, I don't know. Or because this hospital is well-known, perhaps its services should also be prioritized. Esher believed that. Melody said earlier that it would be better for her to take a day off tomorrow. Rest a day or two because his face really looks like a zombie. Melody herself filled out the leave form to be forwarded to the HRD at the office. The reason is classic. Back home to Bandung.

Finally Esher agreed to Melody's proposal, plus all the way to the hospital, she suddenly fell asleep. But this time, don't let the drowsiness take over. As a friend, he chose his favorite Chatime hazelnut with double boba topping instead of listening to music. And it looks like it worked. He arrived safely at the hospital with his focus still remaining.

Esher started to get goosebumps when a row of rooms on her right and left read VIP. Don't tell me that...

He quickly reached for his cell phone in his pocket. Matched the room numbers one by one and... the thing he was afraid of happened. Room 307 is VIP class. How about the responsibility of the cost issue?!