Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Love Life At School (Chapter Thirty Nine)

Calvin ran to the others.

“Where’s Arron? We must find him! We must!”

“Calvin, what’s wrong?” Angela asked, worried.

“I’ll explain later. We just need to find him now. It’s important. Very important. I need to ask him something. Quick!”

“Chill. I’ll call him,” Chun said, wondering what just happened.

Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring...

“Whose phone is that?” Calvin asked.

“Mine. Let me answer it ok. Hello?” Jiro said.

While Jiro answered the phone call, Calvin was pacing here and there, making everyone anxious and worried. He was not acting himself. Just a while ago, he was fine and normal. And the next, he seemed to have gone a little berserk over something which the rest of them didn’t know. “Can someone call Arron now?” he said loudly in a voice they had never heard.

“What?! I’ll be right over. Relax Uncle. I’ll come now,” Jiro said into his phone and immediately pressed the end call button.

“What happen? Can someone call Arron? I lost his number. Can...” Calvin kept asking, getting frustrated.

“Calvin! You want to see Arron, then let’s go,” Jiro said, shaking Calvin’s shoulders.

“Where is he? I need to ask him...”

“He’s in the hospital. He met with an accident. My orphanage’s owner just called me to inform me.”

“Hos..pital?” Hebe stammered as her eyes grew blur and she fell on the floor.

“Hebe!”

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Jiro ran up to Uncle Tom, who wore a worried face.

“Uncle Tom! What happened? Why is Arron here?”

“Jiro, he met with an accident in the middle of the road. I think he was going somewhere because he wore clothes that had an air of formality.”

“He must have been on his way to meet us at a restaurant. But why in the world would he walk in the middle of the road?”

“Jiro, I’ve realized both of you have not been talking to each other for quite some time. I gather that it should be the reason?”

“Oh.” Was Jiro’s reply.

Jiro didn’t know what to say. He never meant for Arron to be involved in an accident or anything that harmed him by not talking to him. He wasn’t actually really angry with Arron. He was mostly acting about being angry with him just to make him feel guilty. For him, it was not possible to be angry with your best mate for long, especially when they were friends since young and never been apart.

“So, where is he now?” Jiro said in a small voice.

“In the operating room. He’s having an operation now. I’ve not seen the doctor yet, of course. So, I guess we have to wait,” Uncle Tom said, sadly, his voice quivering a little.

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Hebe sat down on the chair with Selina and Ella on her either side. Angela was huddled in Calvin’s arms, sobbing. Jiro merely stood and leant against the wall near Uncle Tom, who didn’t seem to acknowledge the existence of chairs. All of them were worried. They couldn’t help blaming themselves a little after what happened. They had been planning to reach him in the restaurant but they did not put their plan into action.

Had anyone taken the initiative to call him, would he still have gotten into an accident? Or would he have been as safe as they were now? Or perhaps he would have already reconciled with Hebe and became friends with Jiro?

An hour and a half had passed, but no one had come out from the operating room. Perhaps it was all too late? Or were the doctors and nurses still working hard on him, not giving up the glimmer of hope that he would be saved?

Questions. The world was full of questions. Some answered, some not. Some with obvious answers, some with none at all. Maybe this was all planned by the mighty one, God. For every living thing to question what they don’t know. Human beings were curious creatures. Always, questions hover in their minds, making them feel like what they want to know was not answerable.

At that moment, the question playing in everyone’s mind was answered.

The light of the operating room went out and the doctor came out.

“How is he? Is he safe? Can we see him?”

The doctor looked around at all of them and replied.

-brenda, co-written with ratana-

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