The Place I Hate Most

As I was goofing around trying to figure out that I arrived at the correct location, I saw patients with bandages wrapping around their heads, toes, and hands were coming out of a building. Within a moment I understood that I was in the accurate place. The ambulances were waiting outside idle as if there was no reason for them to start moving. So, today was not so heavy day for the doctors. Even I who was not here for treatment find myself at ease seeing them not working their ass off.

<The Senior Hospital> A weird name, isn't it?

I took the first step forward and the glass door opened automatically. The receptionist stood up from her respected chair and looked at me as if I stole something from the hospital. That made me quite irritated. She anticipatedly glared at me to say something that I didn't want to hear.

Unable to do something, I made a sigh and went near her table. Without giving me time to say anything she said rapidly.

"Ken! You got a lot due this month. Please hurry up and pay it all other wise we have to move your mother out." She said worriedly but that didn't make my heart move. Huh, As if she was worried. The hospital and staff members always worry about money. The money that came out of our pocket.

"Yes, yes" saying and at the same time, I was nodding my head simultaneously because it was her usual nagging. She would do this kind of nagging every time I came here. Although the problem is with me. I got paid late in a month so I had to pay late to the hospital. In truth, it wasn't my fault. It was the fault of the part-time companies I work in.

Due to many unreasonable issues, they pay me quite late in the month. IF I asked them to give me my wage earlier, they would make absurd excuses. For that sole reason, I left various part-time jobs.

I left the lobby and entered the large evaluator that was capable of carrying a patient sleeping on a bed. I pushed the button written B5 on it. The hospital building was probably seventeen floors. Each floor had approximately one hundred two beds. My mother was laying in one of those beds for about three years now. She needed high medical equipment in order to breathe. I was handling all the money that was needed to treat her but, in the end, I was just a high school kid. Not much I could earn from those part-time jobs.

The elevator wide opened as it reached the destination place. Walking out of it, I slowly went to the room that held my precious mother. Every once in a while I came here to spend some free time of mine with her although I wasn't able to do that recently due to the new part-time job I took.

I pushed the door sluggishly that separated the room from the hallway. As I unlocked the door, I could see lovely women laying on a bed that seemed to be packed with medical machinery. Those highly effective medical equipment cost much despite how they looked. Out of that unknown equipment, I could saw my dear mother sleeping peacefully. I quietly moved towards her and sat on the chair next to her.

Holding his white pale hand, I unconditionally broke into tears that began forming on my chicks.

"Mom, how long are you gonna sleep in here? Don't you want to see the outside world? Sorry I couldn't meet with you recently. That doesn't mean that I forgot you. How can I forget you? I still remember how you used to make me spaghetti with meatballs inside, mixing with your special Sause."

I pulled her hand near my forehead. It was cold like the frozen ice cream that I had to get from the refrigerator in 'Mill's Ice-cream shop'.

"E-excuse me?"

I so drove into my feelings that I didn't hear the door opening behind me. But when I hear a sweet voice of a woman, I glanced back to see her face.

"Sorry to disturb you. The patient needs to change her clothes so would you please leave." She said in a polite manner that pleased mine hears.

I swiftly rubbed my eyes using the sleeve, that was coated with tears.

"U-umm, of course," uttering those words, l was on my way to leave the room hurriedly.

"Y-You are her son. Right? You came here every month or so"

At the end of the month, I visited this place to pay for the treatment fee and to see my mother. She must have noticed that pattern.

I nodded unweariedly. She was eagerly waiting for my words so I had to speak out something to satisfy her. "Is there any progress?"

"hmm?" first, the nurse couldn't figure out what I was saying about but then she acted like she understood. In response, she said tilting her head slightly, "Well….S-She's doing fine. Perhaps she could do better with time."

That was what I expected. Every nurse and doctor's comment on my mother's heath was the same. They wouldn't say that her condition is getting worse day by day rather they would say there's a possibility that she would get well in the future. I couldn't help but hate them for that reason. If the patient is not fine then just say it on the face. Don't just give us needless hopes.

She was smiling ear to ear to me while feeling anxious. She must have been taught that always give a beautiful smile when speaking with the guardians of the patients. I became extremely angry and shut the door forcefully. How could you smile when his mother is laying on a death bed? I totally didn't understand the system of the hospital.

It's my off day so I should head back home to spend the whole day finishing the anime series I left of. My home is 'downtown' so it would take about thirty minutes by bus. As I was searching for the bus station to get onto a bus, a blow of cold wind passed by me. A coated woman wearing some kind of erotic dress inside was going past me. My entire body shook for a second giving me chilly that I didn't want.

"It's that woman," I muttered out of my fear. Indeed, it was that woman that I recently started dreading. That woman is certainly something else…..