
Reno stood with a gaze not separated from the arrsyad. The man looked very weak, trying to stand with his hands against the wall.
Trying to walk slowly, approaching the brother who was even silently staring at him. What's the matter? Why was it that when he woke up from the pain no one was sitting waiting for him.
When he woke up, he hoped his wife was waiting. But baby, nothing is. Something was strange as he woke up and breathed.
Like something's gone, but what is it? Arrsyad doesn't know. His hand is sticking to his chest. There's a man's heart in there, giving life to the arrsyad.
Which good man has donated his heart to arrsyad. I want to meet the family and say thank you very much.
"Where are my wife and children? And who died? Why are you crying, brother!"
Reno lowered her head, then left without saying a word. Not strong enough to pretend tough in front of his sister. Moreover, the heart of zhivana which is now part of the arrsyad organ.
Move quickly, get out of the hospital. Leaving the silent arrsyad full of confusion.
Reno should be happy with arrsyad's recovery. But no, there were people he loved who had sacrificed greatly. The funeral of the zhivana has not yet been carried out, it is still like an unfinished nightmare.
"I'm too stupid and cowardly"
Reno kicked the tire of the car and lowered her head with both hands busy hitting her head. Hurt yourself is not enough. Zhivana had already made a great sacrifice, leaving her own life to the arrsyad.
That woman is indeed kind, angelic-hearted and big-spirited. Like the angel God sent to be the light on earth.
After seeing with his own eyes. Zhivana's body lay lifeless in the morgue. Luchia was instantly hysterical when the veil was removed.
Reno hopes it is not zhivana, instead zhivana partakes into prayer and prays for her husband. But why a few hours the figure that reno is looking for is even lifeless.
Why didn't zhivana tell him? Why did he act alone, without asking first. Though zhivana himself already considers reno as his own brother.
In contrast to azwar, the man had just realized from his long anaesthetic. Thought it was in the grave, it was still in the hospital.
There was a sleeping almira with a sitting position next to the ward. Holding azwar's wrist tightly, as if afraid of loss.
Try to sit with your head still dizzy. Wake up the almira who is still asleep next to.
"Your mother is awake?" Ask almira. The woman smiled happily, trying to hold back Azwar's hand but was instead pushed aside.
"Why am I still alive?"
"sorry. But I don't want to lose you."
From Almira's reply just now, Azwar knew that it was Almira who had foiled his plan. For some reason his mind center was immediately fixed on zhivana.
There is a fear of shackling. Bad thoughts arise, with increasing worry.
"Where is ukhty zhivana?"
Almira. He immediately stood up with his head lowered, his two eyes instantly glazed over. Remembering the death of the first love of her future husband.
His heart also ached, the man who should today say kabul ijab. Ask another woman.
"Why are you doing this! Though I was very sincere, giving this life to her husband ukhty zhivana."
Almira looked at Azwar, wiping away the spheres of tears that had fallen. Even the man who was now in front of him turned his face away.
"But I'm not sincere! Why should you? Why do you always help mbak zhivana, do you still love him. I should have been your wife. But you want to die for the happiness of others."
Azwar remained silent. Then looking at Almira, the woman cried. The eyes of the two of them were locked onto each other.
"If you knew of zhivana's ukhty life before, surely you wouldn't talk like that."
If you knew, zhivana would be gone by now. It's free for you to remember him. But I'm so grateful, because I saved you.
"I'd like to meet ukhty zhivana, to ask you about arrsyad."
"All right, I'll deliver. We'd better go to her husband's room, I hear she's conscious."
Her husband Zhivana already knew that his wife was dead. If not, I will tell you all about Azwar.
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