About Taste

Sacred Secret

"Although critical, but Saints can still be saved right Mas? I will never forgive that man named Andra, if anything happens with Saints." line of words that made Andra gasp in shock. Was the Saint they were referring to the Saint he knew? Why do they also mention Andra? What exactly is going on?

With a pounding heart, Andra ventured to knock on the door. After a few seconds, the door of the room opened wider. A beautiful woman with long hair that was slightly wavy. The woman who delivered Kairi yesterday. The woman frowned in surprise, seeing Andra standing in front of her husband's room. What's he doing here?

"You! What did you come here for?" ask the woman in a tight tone.

"I want to apologize for yesterday" replied Andra.

"Forget it!" said the woman.

"I also want to discuss the others, may I come in?" ask Andra.

"Come in!" said the woman still in a hostile tone.

Andar stepped into the room. He saw a blue-eyed man with blond hair sitting in his chair. The man smiled as he looked at Andra, and he invited Andra to sit in front of him. Judging from his face, he seemed to be a native of France, but from the voice he had heard, the man was very fluent in Indonesian. Sarah walked away, leaving Anston, and Andra.

"Are you really Mr Anston?" tanya Andra started her conversation.

"Yes, I'm Anston. Please introduce yourself, and what are your complaints!" anston replied with a smile.

"Sorry sir, but I'm not here for treatment. I am Kairi's sister. The man you helped all this time." said Andra.

"Oh Kairi's sister, nice to meet you. Did something happen to Kairi?" ask Anston.

"No sir, I'm here for something else. First of all, I want to apologize to your wife. Yesterday I misunderstood him, I said something unpleasant to him. I'm really sorry for that" Andra said, looking down.

"Sarah told me everything. It's okay, just a small mistake. Don't think too much." Anston said with a chuckle.

"Thank you sir." answered Andra.

"Yes, it's just a misunderstanding, and you didn't do it on purpose. There should be no need to bother coming here to apologize" Anston said.

"You helped my sister, I feel bad" Andra said.

"Alright, then I thank you for your kindness. Oh yeah, is there anything else?" anston asked while looking at Andra.

"Actually yes, but again I apologize. I overheard my wife mention the Holy Name. Is it Suci who comes from Indonesia, is his full name Suci Regina Hilmy?" andra asked with her heart beating faster.

Anston flinched, he did not expect that any outsider would recognize his patient. Anston let out a long sigh, and threw it away slowly. Then he took his seat, and stared fixedly at Andra.

"Yes he's Sacred Regina Hilmy, he's from Indonesia, he's a close friend of my wife. Do you know him?" Anston asked back.

Andra slightly flinched, it turned out to be a true Sacred whom she knew. Then what does this mean, Sarah said she was critical, what happened to her.

"He's a friend of mine Pak time in Indonesia, if you may know what happened to him, was he an accident?" ask Andra with anxious expectation.

"No, he's sick." Anston replied.

"What's he hurting?" ask Andra.

"Are you really his friend? The patient's condition is privacy. We as doctors are obliged to keep this information, not to tell it, except to his immediate family" Anston said as he looked at Andra.

"Our relationship is more than Mr.'s friend, and since Kairi's accident, I've lost word about him. All this time I was confused to find out how he was, and what happened to him" Andra said with a long sigh.

"Saint had blood cancer for a long time, he had it. And now he's critical, very critical. I don't even dare say he can be saved. That's why I couldn't deliver Kairi yesterday" Anston said seriously.

The words that Anston spoke, were like lightning striking right at the heart of Andra. Blood cancer, why did Saints hide all that from him? So all this time he's been in Paris, it deserves the same time as in London. Why is Saints not being honest with him?

Andra rubbed her face violently, sweat spots began to wet her forehead. The news he had just received, really surprised him.

Not yet had Andra say a word, suddenly Sarah ran into the room. With a gasping breath, she screamed for her husband.

"Mas, Mas Anston!" call Sarah.

"What's the matter, baby, why are you running?" anston asked as he moved from his seat. Little wonder when he saw his wife enter with a very panicked look on her face.

"Holy, Holy Mas. His heart rate is weakening, you have to help him Mas." said Sarah quickly.

"What! Sir may I take a look, I want to know how things are." Andra said, holding Anston's arm.

"Who are you, do you know Saints? Waitaminute! Don't tell me that you are the Holy Andra" Sarah said, pointing her index finger at Andra.

"Yes." answered Andra quietly.

"You son of a bitch! You've ruined the Holy Life, get the hell out of here! Don't ever see Saints again, his life is ruined because of you!" snapped Sarah while pushing Andra's body.

"Honey calm down, don't be like this! You remember, that time the state of Saints began to improve, because his relationship with Andra also improved. There's no harm in us letting him see her, maybe it could make Saints better" Anston said as he held Sarah's shoulders. He also wiped his wife's tears that began to drip.

"Come on!" take Anston with you while stepping out of the room.

Sarah, and Andra immediately followed him behind. They stepped in without saying a word.

Soon, they arrived in front of the ICU. Anston opens the door, invites Andra into the room. As for Sarah, she was waiting for him outside. Anston, and Andra stepped closer to the bed, and Anston directly checked the condition of the Saints.

Andra's heart was sliced with pain, looking at the Saint who was lying helplessly. His eyes were tightly closed, his body was thin dry, and pale. Ventilators, infusion hoses, and some other devices, appear to be attached to the Sacred body.

"Holy, why are you hiding all this from me?" said Andra slowly, grasping the Holy hand tightly.

Without feeling his eyes begin to glaze over, his wound back gaping. So suffered was the Holy life, and little did he participate in the suffering. Andra sat down, rubbing Holy hair that was tangled. Then he kissed his forehead long enough, and dripped clear circles there.

"I'll check it out further, now please wait outside!" anston said as he looked at Andra.

"Well, I believe you can, please save Saints" Andra said slowly.

"I will try my best." Anston replied with a long sigh.

With a shudder Andra walked out of the room. He sat down in the waiting chair. Sarah, who was also sitting there, looked at Andra sharply. It was as if there were a lot of things bothering his heart, and he was eager to tell Andra.

Andra covered her face with both hands. Wiping the remains of tears that are still standing in his eye pelupuk. Again, he regretted his past actions. The carelessness, mistakes, and stupidity he committed, was absolutely fatal, and hard to forgive.

"You know what happened to the Saints?" suddenly asked Sarah.

Andra lowered her hands, she turned her head, looking at Sarah sitting next to her.

"He had blood cancer" answered Andra.

"You know what happened in the past, what's the difficulty?" ask Sarah.

"His family was broke, and she was pregnant" Andra replied.

"Is that all you know?" Sarah asked back.

"The numbers are gone." answered Andra.

"Do you know why his son died?" sarah asked in a higher tone, as her eyes stared intently at Andra.

"She's sick." replied Andra quietly. Honestly, he was also doubtful about the answer. Looking at the emotional Sarah, Andra was afraid that there was something else that Sacred was hiding from her.

"His son died because of you!" sarah cried out with a hunting breath.

"What, what does this mean?" andra asked nervously.

"Sacred is so stupid, loving a jerk like you!" sarah said with a very clear view.

"You weren't there next to him, when his family almost went bankrupt. She struggles alone for the sake of her family, until she does not realize that a fetus is starting to grow in her stomach. He came to you, held you accountable, but you refused. You put a huge burden on him when he was in trouble." Sarah continued with a straight look forward, she did not even glance at Andra.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I thought Suci had a relationship with another man" Andra said, shuffling her hair.

"Where is your heart, why can't you see the Holy feeling of loving you so sincerely? All he ever loved was you. No matter how bad your personality is, no matter how much you hurt it, his feelings for you never fade" Sarah said as she stared fixedly at Andra.

Andra looked down lethargic, again he cursed his folly.

"Don't be a Saint who is rarely together. Ella, who was together every day, I couldn't see her feelings. Ahh I am a fool, why is my heart always blind." Andra said in his heart.

"She was pregnant alone, she received a tantrum from both her parents as well alone. I saw for myself, how her father slapped her face so hard, it was so painful. Not to mention the attitude of the people around him. They looked at Saints with one eye, they insulted her, and demeaned her, because she was pregnant out of wedlock" Sarah said, looking down.

Andra was still silent, she listened to every sentence that Sarah spoke.

"Until the time came she gave birth, at that time the condition of her family had not recovered. They're still in trouble. As for me, I'm just a poor man, I can't help Saints, I'm just trying to always be next to her." Sarah continued, wiping her tears that began to drip.

"When the Saints gave birth, I knew one bitter fact about her. It turned out that she had blood cancer, and the disease was also decreasing in her baby. Since birth the Star is sickly, and the Saints do not have enough money to convert it." Sarah said in a hoarse, slow voice.

"If you would be responsible, the stars would not die. You have enough money to convert him! But what are you doing, you're a real jerk. You caused your son to die!" sarah shouted as she moved from her seat. He continued to cry while pointing at Andra's face.

"What!" andra said she couldn't believe it. So that's what caused the Star to die, why, why did everything become like this? One more bitter fact that Andra too late to know, why fate is very happy to break his heart.

"But he's stupid, he still loves you. Many other more moral men, whom he rejected just for the sake of waiting for you. But what's your reply, while he was fighting his illness, you suddenly disappeared. You went back to hurting him, and he dropped because of that. He no longer has the will to heal, you've made him like this!" snapped Sarah while looking at Andra sharply.

He did not care about the stares of many people who passed by. Right now his emotions were completely stirred up, eager to hit Andra's face right then and there.

"I didn't mean to leave him. When Kairi got hurt I flew straight to London, I was in a hurry until I forgot my phone. Two days after that, I tried to contact her, but her number was off. I lost word about him" Andra said at length, explaining what really happened.

Sarah let out a long sigh, it seemed like Andra was not lying. Due to the state of the drop of Saints, it coincided with the time he found Kairi in Mauritius.

"But you should have told him. He tried to contact you but it didn't work, and he dropped. He is not willing, if you lose you again." said Sarah while sitting next to Andra.

"He never told me about his illness. He even told me that he was in Thailand right now" Andra said, rubbing her face.

"Why are you hiding all this from me, Ci, why are you keeping it all by yourself? I want to make amends, I want to be your seat. I'm going to learn to love you, but why? Why does destiny even give way like this." Andra in his heart.

Tightness, pain, pain mixed into one in the recesses of his heart. What should he do now, what if anything happened to Saints? Can he still forgive himself?

"He hid all this, because he was afraid of losing you. She's sick, with her condition, she's going to have a hard time having children. He was afraid you'd leave him. She's afraid you can't accept her flaws" Sarah said, staring at Andra.

"I'm not like that, I'll accept him no matter what the circumstances. I'll love him, I'll always be there for him, I'll never leave him." Andra said quickly.

"Whether it's love, or a feeling of guilt. What's clear is that for now, I really don't want to lose her" Andra said in her heart.

"With all your past traits, do you think Saints can think of you as such? You've hurt her too often" Sarah said in a cynical tone.

Andra did not have time to answer Sarah's words, suddenly the door of the room opened.

Anston seemed to be standing straight with both of his hands stuffed into his pockets. There was not a single smile on his lips. Only sweat spots seemed to wet his forehead.

Andra, and Sarah moved from her seat, and they rushed to Anston, who was still standing. Anston let out a long sigh, while staring at them in turn.

Seriate......