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#What if-5

What If Series Five: A New Strange Home...

The darkness of the sky has effaced the brightness of the stars as I looked at the imposing glass wall here on the twenty-fifth floor of this building. It looked like there were would be heavy rain coming tonight. The Russian Medical Institution has been so kind when we arrived here. It's just not me who was only invited to have this kind of privilege but there are a lot of doctors coming from the different countries who were needed for this kind of project. I mean, I heard a lot from the news... and it finally occurred to me, well, I had it took it seriously when I had the first thought of it, considering the impact of it in the society but not a just a moment ago, I find it very very serious since I thought about Kotomi.

Piles of papers were gathered in the clean wide table. The big wide LCD screen in the ceiling kept on flashing about what we had discussed earlier three hours ago. It has been a long meeting. And I had finished reading the folders on my desk and I admit, my head was turning crazy right now... having a rush flight was no fun. I need to take a break. I wonder what they are doing right now. They probably take out a lot of snacks at the desk of our living room and watched dramas... Kotoko gave less importance to Kotomi's education. And I could be so grateful that she's smart already... she can easily catch up anytime.

Dr. Tsubone approached me as I opened the laptop on my desk after stretching for a bit, he leaned in my side, confided with a sotto voce, "Dr. Irie... Dr. Makiato wants to talk to you outside. Important matters related to you." she said and I propped my wrists on the table, closing my laptop and nodded. I definitely need a break for now. My neck was turning stiff. "Okay. For a while." I answered and she just looked at me like she's saying something that would mean a lot to me. Dr. Tsubone left, sauntering in the busybodies of the doctors who were still working on. I wondered in the sound of busy paging papers in the front of the stage. Some of them are still in serious mode. I am definitely tired.

I need Kotoko on my side right now.

Oh. I need to make a call too. It's already eleven pm in Nippon right now. I have to remind myself of the time difference.

I took my phone out of my pocket.

And I turned it on.

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My last message was before I left the hospital. I knew it already, she would send me a lot of messages... and probably, some of them have angry and mad context... saying that I did not inform about this to her beforehand. Well, I apologize to her for that.

Hey, Kotoko. I got promoted. They will send me out to Russia as the representative in Japan. I will call you later. I will be out for one week and I hope you understand it.

And I was bowled over... seeing the empty response of the chat, it marked a thunderstruck in me.

No reply.

I immediately called her number. It just keeps on ringing... ringing... ringing... croaking until the voice message came in, 'The number you dialed is cannot be reached... please try again later.'

Did she lose her phone again? I wondered.

I got out of the huge conference hall to make a call. I dialed her number twice but it just the same. Her phone was out of reach. Another beep again... and my battery is already dead. I felt something uneasy in my chest. I don't know what it is.

"Dr. Irie." Dr. Makiato swamped in my sight as I was thinking to look for a telephone. I turned my sight to him. I almost forgot that he wants to talk to me again. And I sighed... "Oh. There you are, Dr. Makiato. Can I borrow your phone a little bit? I cannot reach Kotoko's phone and I wondered if she lost it or not. It was so rare... hen na dakara sukoshi shimpai yo ano boku no okusan ga." I told him so that he can set aside that matter for a while.