1 Chapter 1: A Brand New Boring Day

My name is Lobak Gabriela. I'm 22 years old, and I love girls. I enjoy reading Shakespeare's, Sir Arthur C. Doyle's, Jules Verne's books. They have a good story. Especially Jules Verne. 20.000 Leagues Under the Sea by the legend Jules Verne. I like the way he was thinking.

For entertainment, I'm usually watching shows from National Geographic, AXN, History Channel, NatGeo Wild, NatGeo People, FoxCrime, Fox, Foxlife, and Discovery Channel. I'm a butch, by the way. I like one K-Drama anyway, and the title is Fiery Priest. It contains a unique storyline and is a mix of action, comedy, tragedy, and gladly they did not have romance scenes.

Right now, I'm at the hospital to check on my heart condition. I have a heart-attack. It's because I am damaging my heart by liquor, smoke, and other bad habit. Beside of that, I enjoy drinking coffee too often until I forgot how to sleep.

My occupation was a writer and an entrepreneur. I have several assets in cryptocurrencies and several businesses. I'm looking at the queue. It's Monday, and I forgot to bring my phone. Usually I'm at the hospital early, but today I forgot to set up an alarm.

"Lobak?" Oh, my God. And this girl approached me. Yeah, Jane. I met her two years ago. She was working here as a nurse.

I hope not meeting her, but God disagrees with that. "Hi, haha.." I greet her as she sits next to me. I hope she did not ruin my day.

I'm looking at my watch. "Are you checking up? I thought you already checked up in the morning!" I ignore her. When will my turn to come!?

I met Jane at the club. She was drunk after her breakup and puked at my favorite shirt. Also, I take her home. A month passed, we become closer. At first, I have a feeling towards her. I confessed my feeling towards her, but she rejects me rapidly. 17 times I confessed my feeling towards her, but 17 times she rejected me. Then I met someone. She is the only reason I'm here.

"Ms. Gabriela, you can meet your doctor at room 120." Great! It's my turn. I stood up and walked down to the hallway and followed by her. I considered her a stalker and my friends mistaken her for my new girlfriend.

I did not have the same feeling as her again, but she keeps following me, texting me, and even sent me food. I already told her to stop. I took a glance at my back. She keeps following me. We did not speak as we were walking to this hallway. We stop at room 120 where my doctor opened her practice.

"I will wait here," she said. I took a deep breath. No wonder why killing was illegal.

This is it. I had enough of this nonsense! I looked at her with a tremulous smile draw on my face. "Stop bothering me, Jane! We're not a couple!" Bomb already explodes. Jane gasp and her eyes wet. Before I can continue my words, she ran away from me.

It's better I said that earlier. I opened the door, and I saw her glared at me while she crossed her arms on her chest. "Where you've been last night?" She asked.

I did not reply to her question and walks to her desk. The person in front of me, her name is Sarah Denada Putri. She was my doctor for the past year ago. We met at the WhatsApp group chat. I sat in front of her as she was reading my medical records.

I stared at her face. Who will not fall for her? Beautiful, wife-materials, intelligent, and she is a specialist doctor. I wish I could have met a person like her. I will consider staying alive. Oh, God. When you gave me someone? I leaned my back on the chair and stretched my muscle. She took off her glasses and stared at me. "Lobak? I'm not talking to the statue, right?" Here we go again.

She was explaining to me how worst my heart was right now, but I was reluctant to acknowledge the fact. I stood up. I wanna get out from here as quickly as possible. "Okay, this is great!" She held my hand as I picked up my backpack.

She glared at me, "sit, or I will tell her?" I don't have another choice except to obliged to her command.

I crossed my leg as I watched her write a prescription for me. It's already 40 times she written it for me this week. Prescription in my hand will never arrive at the pharmacy. I dumped over two rims of paper per week. She ripped the paper, and she was not giving me. Okay, I think she already knew that I had already dumped the prescriptions.

"I will send a people to helping you to take care of yourself!" She gave me a business card. Rosemary Salsabila? Huh, weird name. I put the business card inside my shirt pocket and took a deep breath.

"As a doctor and friend of you." Oh, come on! "I am concerned about your heart condition, Lobak. Are you will die young and single!? Are you wanting to die without leaving a legacy!?" I did not answer her question. "Forget her…" I stood up and storm out of the room.

I saw Jane waiting outside the room. "Lobak, how…" I cut her words, then glared.

"Jane, listen to me!" I took a deep breath. "I did not have any interest in you anymore. Please understand! We are friends. Only friends! I don't want to open my heart to anyone! Can you understand that!?" she cried. It's better that way than I keep let her give affection to me. What if I did not reply to her feeling? She does everything horrible on her, even worse.

I'm looking at my watch and took a deep breath. It's lunchtime. After that, I should buy groceries. I'm living with my cats. I move out to my parent's house because I feel stressed with their toxicity. Also, it's not a suitable environment for me to fix my mental health.

I walked to the hospital cafeteria. They served a best sandwich ever. I tried Subway's sandwich. They were cheap and lot of toppings to choose, despite that, no can't beat this masterpiece.

"Hey, how are you?" Glad to be served first. I took my money clip. I'm using money clip because I don't like with cards. Too much card inside your wallet it will be dangerous for your safety. Besides, we can pay with PayPal, or another electronic wallet, right?

You only scan and you can pay for your meal. "I'm not good," I said. I looked at the menu and sighed. My favorite sandwich sold out.

"Do you want to try our new burger menu?" He just doing his job.

"I want the croissant and black coffee, please. No sugar." I gave him the money. I'm not the owner of this hospital, but I regularly work as their 'money maker' because if something is wrong with me, they will bring me here.

"Here is the change, receipt, and your waiting number. Have a nice day." I already have a 'nice' day. I approaching an empty seat nearby the windows and sit and relaxed. It's not like the usual. What's wrong? Or is it because of 'old date' and people want to save their money until the next month?

I always carried my laptop and tab because I have business. Sometimes, I just bring my medical records and phone, but today was different. I want to stop by to one of my brand today. We have several problems with shipping because of new medical regulations from the government.

COVID-19 fuck everyone and economy. Thank God, I have business. I saw worse than losing a job. A lot of crimes going on right now, competitive market has already risen. I choose to investing and put some emergency saving to survive this.

"Here's your meal," finally, my order came out! The person, who was delivering me a food, her name is Kenzie. She has a wife. She is the daughter of this hospital owner. It's not a tradition that the rich's children work from below rank at the younger age before taking over business.

Some of them likes to take challenge like Mukesh Ambani. He is a billionaire from India who had it all. His dad already has Ambani textile, and he works as Manager Operational rather than sits inside the executives board. People who want their success should start from below, right?

I met Kenzie at the bar. It's been several months ago. We have a lot in common and we both are lesbian, so it's easy for us to get to know each other.

"My sift will be over 6 minutes again." She sits in front of me and flipped down my laptop. "I think my wife was cheating on me." Okay, I'm listening.

"So, how do you know your wife was cheating on you?" I take a bite of my croissant. It's perfectly cooked. "Do you have solid evidence to support your allegation, Mrs. Lionel?" She shook her head.

Kenzie leaned her back and took a deep breath. "Okay, your task right now, find a solid evidence." I flipped my laptop up again, and she stole my black coffee.

"Kenzie, that's my coffee!" I'm shouting and make people inside the cafeteria looked at me. She returned the glass and I looking at it. It's empty. I clenched my fist and get back to sit.

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After I parked my car inside the garage, I opened the door and my cats greets me with meowing. "I'm home. " John approached me and sits in front of my feet. He wants to eat. I put my groceries at the kitchen counter and walked to their cage and pour a cat food inside their bowls with the same of amount.

I walked to my study room and retrieve my phone. I saw a lot of notifications. Mostly from Jane and my dad. I took a deep breath and walked to the living room because I heard someone ringing the bell. After my breakup, I isolate myself from the outside world except for my circle and go to the doctor.

I opened the door, and I saw a woman wearing a private nurse's uniform, and she smiled at me. I'm scratching my hair and looks at her from head to the toe. "Who are you?" I asked.

"Hi, my name is Rosemary Salsabila," she said. "Are you Lobak Gabriela?" Now, I remembered.

I picked her business card, and shows her. "It's that you?" She nods as she smiles at me. I let her get inside to my room and I activated my robotic vacuum cleaner.

"Have a seat, please. Sorry for the mess," I said. I straightened my body.

"Ms. Denada, send me, and said that you need a nurse?" I face palmed. She called her? What the fuck is that!?

"H-hold on!" I took a deep breath. That witch, "she send you?" She nods.

"She also gave me your prescription and I'm here want to make sure you are not drunk, and drink your meds." I want to kill her.

"Okay," I looked at her. "You will go home, right?" She shook her head innocently.

"I will stay inside this house until you recovered." Okay, maybe not today. Tomorrow, I will protest. No matter what, I will go there.

TBC

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