Oliver saw the next suicide patient. A thirty-year-old boy, rubbing his stomach. He seemed hungry. His girlfriend had come during visiting hours and cried for a long time. The boy was happy about that. How foolish he seemed to think that he was going to commit suicide due to the pressure of the office.
Oliver remembered that her name was oliv. It was like the name was mixed up in the admit card or something. Oliver replaced Oliv. Her parents said, "Keep it that way." Oliv became Oliver.
Her parents didn't understand that much. Her father worked as a housekeeper, her mother washed dishes in five houses. Where was the time for trouble over names!
The two younger brothers were in class seven at the time. Oliver was in high school. Her parents still hadn't thought about Oliver's marriage. Why did they think about it later?
Meanwhile, when he grew up a little, the two brothers gave up their studies, one of them started working as a carpenter. The other one joined a painter's shop. Oliver was quite old then. Twenty-two or twenty-three. He started cleaning the hospital.
Then Oliver suddenly saw third suicide patient....!!