After spending a few hours with someone she loved, she returns to her boring routine again. But, in her opinion, doctors are also human beings. Saturated, bored, and even sad, she felt under her white coat. The sound of high heels echoed in the hallway of the hospital, indicating that the famously beautiful doctor and socialite had arrived.
"Ms. Doc... Uh, Ma'am Putri," said someone mopping the floor. He almost forgot that Putri told him to call by name only when alone because they are about the same age and only have different fates.
"Don't call me Mam," she retorted sarcastically, jokingly.
"I just respect you, Doc."
Putri returned the man who worked as a cleaning service with a radiant smile.
"Afternoon shift, ma'am?"
"There was a business just now. So I was forced to come at noon. I there any patient, Jodi?" asked the Putri.
"It's quiet, Ma'am. Maybe there's another one," replied Jodi, the cleaning service.
It's not strange if Putri is very familiar when talking to all employees, like a friend. In addition to her beautiful face, she is also known as a friendly doctor. However, Putri's hospitality turned out to captivate someone's heart. Namely, Jodi, the cleaning service just now.
"Ma'am, do you want me to bring a drink or food to your room?" asked Jodi.
"You don't have to. You work with enthusiasm, ok? But, right, you said this week you have to pay the rent for your house," explained Putri.
"Yes, ma'am. Thank you."
Indeed, Putri was very concerned about Jodi's needs when he applied for a job at the hospital because Jodi is a hardworking man who is tireless even though her mother's condition is quite poor. Last month, Jodi was absent from work due to illness. This caused the salary he received to be not full. Therefore, Putri always encourages Jodi to work every day. Jodi only lives alone with his mother in his house. That's what caused the Putri to be in awe of Jodi.
Putri exhaled a long breath after arriving at her private room.
No one can understand her heart. She is tired, stamped as a glamorous woman who loves the glitter of the night world. Her original life was inversely proportional to the work she currently carried. Everyone sees her happy. She has a lot of fancy things and can buy whatever she wants. In fact, no.
It is happiness that she does not have until now.
Being born into a broken home family and living with her father, who likes to have an affair, is a burden for Putri's life. Her mother has remarried and lives outside the city. Now, she lives with his father, who often brings women she doesn't know into her private home.
"Come on, Put. In a moment, your suffering is over. You will marry Andi and live happily without meeting those blood monsters at home again." That's the nickname she gave to her father, the Blood Monster. Pretty horrible.
This day was quite tiring, and finally came the time to go home.
She then returned home, hoping to rest her tired body comfortably on her soft mattress.
Not long after, when she arrived at her house, Putri saw a strangeness. The door was not closed tightly and left a gap. Alarmed, she entered slowly by picking up a baseball bat behind her door that she deliberately put on guard in case something happened.
So far, the situation inside her house has nothing unusual until she hears something familiar and hopes it is not the same incident as she guessed. A female moaning voice came from her father's room.
"Ah," she said regretfully. She should have known that it was going to happen. Isn't she used to seeing and hearing disgusting things her dad did? She then lowered his hand and put the baseball bat back away.
"Why does the woman's moaning voice sound different?" she said quietly.
Her legs slowly advanced to her father's room. Her eyes peeked out from the crack of the door that opened slightly, and how surprised she was when he saw two women doing something that made him sick with her father. She covered her mouth in shock and slowly withdrew from the disgusting scene.
Instantly she ran to her room and picked up a suitcase as she put clothes in it randomly. Sobs accompanied her, who was packing up. After everything was done, she forgot something.
Putri carried her suitcase and ran quickly outside the house to approach her car swiftly without hearing the crazy noises still heard from her father's room until now.
She put her suitcase in the trunk and got into the car directly in the driver's seat. Then, she slowly pushed the car out of the garage until finally, the car was in the main road position.
"Putri!!! Where are you going?!"
Putri's loud voice broke her focus when she wanted to step on the gas.
"Wherever it comes from is not in this hell!!"
"You already know that I've been lonely since divorcing your mom! So why are you protesting?!" he shouted, still using a towel covering part of his body and the t-shirt he was currently wearing.
"With two women?! Are you crazy?! After a long time, I am the victim of you, Evil monster!"
Putri immediately gassed without caring. After that, she left his childhood home.
Thirty minutes of being on the streets without knowing the purpose frustrated the woman. She didn't know where else she should go.
Her car was parked on a deserted street. She won't know where she is, which is her best place. At least, for now.
Knock
Someone knocked on the glass of Putri's car, making her startled in her cries.
She opened the car glass and saw two men she didn't know pointing sharp weapons and telling her to get out of the car.
"Hand over the car keys and all your valuables!" concluded one of the men.
"Just take anything, as long as it's not the suitcase containing my clothes. That's all I'm talking about, there's nothing valuable in it."
Putri got out of the car and raised her hand resignedly.
One of the men agreed to the Putri's words and pulled down the suitcase of her clothes.
Seeing Putri's weak and resigned condition, the two robbers seized the opportunity to tease her. The woman's hair was stroked, and she just kept quiet.
Suddenly the light was seen from a distance with a repeated honking sound. Shocked to see this, the robber immediately left in Putri's car, trying to escape.
"Leave her alone!!" shouted someone riding a motorcycle.
The man riding the motorcycle was Jodi. Luckily he arrived on time. Otherwise, the Putri would have become a place to vent for the mad robber's depraved lust just now.
Princess looked flatly at Jodi with moist eyes.
Jodi rushed to remove his jacket and put it on Putri, her suitcase he put in front of the motorbike, and Putri was signaled to ride on her motorcycle.
"Come on, Ma'am. Don't be here, danger. It's starting late at night."
Putri followed Jodi's direction. She immediately climbed onto the man's motorcycle and leaned her head on Jodi, still without responding.
"Now you save, Mam," Jodi said as she drove his bike.
"Let's just say, I don't care. In my mind, what am I living for. No one thinks I exist," she retorted, accompanied by sobs.
"Don't talk about it, ma'am. The proof, I care. Maybe you don't realize it, but some people feel you mean something in this life. Trust me,"
Jodi soothed. Putri still hadn't responded.
"Ma'am, I took you to my house, ok? Don't worry. There My mother is at home. I'm not going to have any misconduct or bad intentions."
"Anywhere, Jod. I can't think of it. What's clear is that I can't go home."