Diary of an Introvert 2

4: The man named Oliver

I've been volunteering in the hospital for a week now and Doc Marty's nephew rarely comes to help me. Not that I want him to join but it would be better to have some help.

Anyways, Yukie became more cheerful after learning some basic chords on the ukulele that I gave her. She's also not acting lonely or timid to other kids. In fact, she invites them to play some games or music with her.

Haha.

Well, honestly, looking at these kids, makes me forget that I have my own problems.

I actually want to tell Doc Marty to move my volunteer sched on weekends so I can start working in school on weekdays

Yes, the school that I worked before, accepted me again. I owe them a lot so I need to do good to repay them.

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It was Saturday when I went to the hospital to do my volunteer work. The door opened and saw the pedia doctors and nurses running back and forth. An old woman in her 60's was already on the floor crying.

It was in room 506, where Yukie's friend, Tomas was staying. He's a boy with a heart problem. I wanted to see what's happening but we were told to just wait outside the room.

I waited then someone tapped my shoulder.

"Oy. Anong meron?"

I turned and see Oliver, asking this question with a poker face.

"Yan din ang gusto kong malaman."
"Oh? Okay. Feeling ko mamamatay siya."
"Ha?!"

I felt chills all over my body. He said those words without emotions at all.

"How can you say that?"

He looked at me and smirked. "Why? Lahat naman tayo mamamatay di ba? Kahit anong dasal pa ang gawin nila, kung oras niya na, wala na tayong magagawa."

He has a point. But how can he say these things without any glimpse of sympathy in his eyes?

The doctors came out with a tired and sad face. Tomas' mom wailed when she heard her son was dead.

My throat started aching as I stopped my tears from falling. I wanted to cry but I don't want to show it to this crowd.

"Umiiyak ka ba?"  He asked with a mocking smile on his face.
"Tch. Problema mo? Hindi ka man lang ba nalulungkot para sa kanila?"
He sighed. "You know what? Crying won't bring the dead back. It's useless."

"Ano bang nangyari sayo?" This question suddenly went out my mouth.

"Hm? It's none of your business." 

Here comes this feeling inside me again. Like a voice telling me to comfort him. But...how?

Lord, please enlighten me.