My Missing Girl

Every moment will surely be a memory, even if it's a terrible event that you don't want to remember. But the brain is too sensitive to forget, the memory of the brain that always stores memories dominantly makes all events perfectly summarized in memory.  Fifteen years have passed, but Alex can't forget what happened. An event Alex didn't want to remember but always had in his memory. That makes it difficult for Alex to live a normal life. For years he lived with guilt, every night the nightmare came.  Alex's life has been ruined since that day, and his soul is gone. The thing that kept Alex from living, Every day he just used to work and work, so he could distract his mind about her. Alex's life cycle is very flat, like today he has a morning broadcast schedule so he has to get ready early to prepare his breakfast. When Alex was frying eggs and baking bread, suddenly his phone rang which made him turn off the stove to pick up the phone and answer phone calls. "Hello" "Is this true, Alex?" asked someone from across the phone. "Yes, I am. Who is this with?." "It's me! You don't remember me?" Alex keeps the phone out of his ear and turns his eyes while thinking about who they are currently calling him. And most importantly where he knows his number, as far as Alex knows, only the studio people and James are his depraved friends. "Alex, are you still there?." "Yes, can you tell me who you are? I don't know you because your number isn't stored on my phone." Alex was spontaneous with honesty and any. Alex does have a stone-hard nature and a heart as cold as ice. He's Alex the ancient man from the stone age is the nickname of his co-workers at the radio station, because of his very annoying nature. "You seriously don't know my voice?" The guy over there still hasn't given up on telling Alex to guess who he is. But unfortunately, his intentions were met by Alex with his sarcastic saying "if you're just a prankster, I'll turn it off." "Yak, don't. All right, I'll introduce myself so you can remember who I am and you don't be surprised after that." Alex exhales, "Hurry up, I don't have much time." "Ck, what a snob." "I'll turn it off!." Alex said because the limit of his patience was up. "Don't!!." Exclaimed the man, then he said "I'm a little fox," Alex was stunned there, he was surprised if the one who contacted him was a Little Fox person he never thought would contact him first. Since Alex departed from the place, Alex has lost contact with everyone there, including little fox. "Are you serious?" "You don't believe me?" "Yes, I don't believe you, because the voice of little fox so small it's not like you have a heavy voice," Alex told the truth. "I'm hurt by what you're saying. Do you think I can't grow up so you sum it up like that?." Little voiced his disenchanted conscience with Alex's words. "That's right, so you're a little fox?" asked Alex once again to be sure. "Yes it's me, Mr. D" That call wasn't  Alex heard a long time, "What do you need to call me?" "I have important information to tell you." "Sorry Fox, I don't want to deal with that world anymore." "But it's about Lili." "Say it quickly!!."  *** Today Hannah has a schedule to clean up the plants that are in the hospital. Hannah works side by side as an elderly nurse at one of Vancouver's downtown hospitals. She works part-time to meet her needs. Because the monthly money from her uncle is only enough to eat monthly alone can not meet other needs. The cost of living in the city is quite expensive, so the expenditure of money for needs is also greater. Whereas when she lived in the village the monthly amount of money from uncle was more than enough. But because this big city the price of goods needs is quite expensive.             After completing her duties to take care of the elderly, Hannah did another job of tidying up the plants in the hospital garden. Hannah's knowledge of plants is quite good, so the hospital entrusted the task to Hannah. Because Hannah works well and can be trusted, the hospital trusts Hannah very much to hold the task. While Hannah was tidying up the trunk by cutting a small part of her tree trunk arrived – suddenly her hands were slightly scratched by the scissors she was wearing to cut. It happened because a man hit him from behind. "Aww, my hand" Hannah exclaimed in pain as her index finger bled from being scratched by scissors. The man who hit Ana is still in his place because he doesn't realize if the person he's hitting is hurting. The man looks agitated as if he was being chased by a demon on a blind morning. "Hey, sir! don't you have eyes?" Hannah scolded the man. The man who doesn't understand just stares confusedly at Hannah. The man's face looks like a sinless, innocent saintly snob. Hannah is sick of seeing the irresponsible man look. "Sir, don't you have ears?" The man increasingly doesn't understand what Hannah is saying, he ignores Hannah and wants to leave. But Hannah held tight to her wrist forbidding the man from leaving.             "Apologize to me first," Hannah exclaimed in front of the man. The man is getting confused, what's wrong with him? So the girl in front of him demanded an apology from him. He forcibly pulled his hand from Hannah's hand and was about to run away from it. But Hannah's echoing voice stopped him. "Why don't you apologize to me? You hit me and hurt my hand." Hannah said with her loud voice.             The man is shocked to hear Hannah's words, feeling guilty that he came back and held Hannah's hand in turn. He wanted to make sure which part of the hand was injured. After finding Hannah's injured part of the hand, he reached into his pocket to retrieve the wound plaster for him to glue to Hannah's injured finger.            Hannah who gets treated like that instantly freezes like a snowball. She was surprised by the man, Hannah just wanted an apology from him but why did he act like that. It makes Hannah misbehave.  "I'm sorry for my careless behavior, I hurt you." The man eventually offered his apology. Something Hannah wants to hear. Instead of answering, Hannah even rounded her eyes perfectly because the man's voice sounded very familiar to her.            "Your voice!" Hannah exclaimed and stared at the man while pointing at the man's face with her index finger from the other hand.             "What's wrong with my voice?" The man asked again because he was confused by the attitude of the girl he had just helped.