Culun Girl Transmigration(Vengeance Revenge)

Culun Girl Transmigration(Vengeance Revenge)
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After nearly 5 hours of surgery the doctor came out and gave the news that the surgery had been completed and Clarissa was now in the observation room post-surgery before she was transferred to the ICCU again.


Papa Damian breathed a sigh of relief as the operation went smoothly and afterwards told Danu his assistant to properly take care of the funeral. Because Dena is an orphan without relatives so Papa Damian took the responsibility to bury dena.


Weeks, Sundays change months.


It's been 3 months since Clarissa became unconscious. Although the results of the operation are said to be successful and no side effects have occurred Clarissa has not opened her eyes. I don't know what Clarissa did in her subconscious so she wouldn't wake up to greet the people who were waiting for her anxiously.


"Honey wake up, son, Papa misses with your spoiled attitude" said Papa Damian while rubbing the back of Clarissa's hand 'huh why the unlucky child still survives too' moaning Mama Anisa who looked at Papa Damian who was sitting next to Clarissa.


"Eh this is me where, the feeling yesterday I was in an accident because of the push cantika. I'm just baek-baek ya" said Dena while observing the hands of his feet and other limbs.


"This is where the hell, the garden Deket my house is not good like gini deh, where quiet again there are no more fun leaks" say dena while walking down the path between the flowers that are blooming.


Hix..


"Eh busyet what the sound is, how can there be a cry. Cook during the day like this there are ghosts" said Dena while walking to find the source of the crying sound he heard.


There was a girl with white skin and long black hair sitting on the edge of the pool bending her knees.


"A ghost isn't yes, but his legs aren't floating. Samperin time yes"


"Hai-hi. Lo why" hesitantly greeted the girl and sat down beside her.


"Who are you?" Asked the girl while wiping her tears.


"Gue Nada, Lo who?" Dena asked while extending her hand.


"I'm Clarissa" replied Clarissa.


"Lo why cry?".


"I'm sad because it turns out I've been lying to the people I care about".


"Look what do you mean?".


"So gini..." Clarissa began to tell her story about Mama Anisa and Aurel Her sister who apparently did not really love her even wanted to kill her and the fact that they were not her mother and siblings and she was a child castor.


"Oh that, trus lo believe the same what they say?, said lo earlier they were lying you right all this time. So do not rule out the possibility that they also lie about nyokab kung lo" said dena.


Clarissa was silent, trying to think of the possibility that was spoken by Dena.


"Udah.lo is still lucky there is Papa lo who loves you the same" said dena give spirit.


"Dear father, I'm just busy working so there's no time for me". Pissed Clarissa.


"Yes as if you still have Papa, well I don't have anyone, then I instead help other children to slander me" said dena.


"Your name is dena?"Ask Clarissa.


"Yes.have we not met before, you forgot?".


"Well that's not it, because when I was in a coma, I was horrified that the child who wanted to donate his heart to me was a child who had an accident and his name was dena" Clarissa said.


"That's what you really do. Means I've died dong, because I've been making myself a donor organ if I die" said dena while breathing rough.


"Why don't you try to get back into your body"


"Where can ogeb, Lo says I'm dead


My heart also took what it was".


"You're trying to get in my body, your heart is in my body" Clarissa bargained.


"Well, how are you?" Astonished with his frown.


"I tried to go back to my body, but I can't, now I can't hear what the people around me are talking about like when I was in a coma yesterday" Clarissa replied.


"Try it's okay, I'm desperate anyway. I don't know what to do when I meet my family" Clarissa said.


"Don't you know how to get back into your body?" Ask dena


"Just try to follow the white light there" Clarissa pointed.


Slightly hesitant to look in the direction indicated by Clarissa. And after much deliberation and deliberation, she decided to accept Clarissa's offer and walk in the light.


"Clarissa darling hang on, son, Alina don't take Clarissa away I beg you" said a male baritone voice who seemed to be holding her hand.


"It's me why, why my body feels all pain" asked dena.


There was a noise around the dena.dena heard the sound of people who were moving around and a monitor that sounded loud. dena felt as if she was being pulled out by something when her chest was being pressed and sometimes like being electrocuted.


Several times it was experienced by dena until finally he opened his eyes with a hunting breath, like running a marathon it felt.


"The patient's doctor opened his eyes" shouted the man wearing a white coat beside the bed.


"Alhamdulillah" shouted the medics surrounding Nada.


"Call the patient's family".


"Clarissa? Thank God Nak you finally realized" cried a man while hugging the body of Nada.


"Sickness" dena whined.


"Sorry baby, forgive Papa. Papa is too happy to see you're sober" said the man who called himself Papa.


dena scrunched her forehead and looked at the man before her doubtfully. "You who?" Dena asked who made the man's face turn pias.


"This is Papa son. Papa you. Doctor, why is this my son?"


'this is me actually turning back but getting into Clarissa's body. This continued Clarissa's father asked dena who was trying to digest the situation while opening her eyes and looking at her hands.


dena has now been transferred to the usual treatment room. All the tools previously attached to his body had been removed. Only the infusion hose is still attached to his left hand.


dena still could not believe what she was going through. He could come back alive but be in someone else's body. Even though it had been 3 days since he realized it was still difficult to believe it.


If he could why Clarissa couldn't come back. Questions like that continue to do in the head of dena.


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