Earth Angel

Chapter 46: The Operation

Still in big pelita hospital. Arrsyad, the man is waiting for zhivana. Sitting in a long chair in front of the dressing room, alone. The hallway of the hospital was quiet, there were only a few sisters who occasionally passed by.

Arrsyad looked at the watch wrapped around his left hand. Time has shown eleven o'clock at night past forty-five minutes, fifteen more minutes the operation will begin soon.

The door sounds open. Arrsyad hurriedly turned his head, a nurse pushing a wheelchair, with zhivana sitting there. Arrsyad stood up to Zhivana who was dressed as a patient.

Just now that the arrsyad wanted to get close to zhivana, someone overtook him first. Arrsyad took two steps back giving the man some space. Azwar the man, suddenly came out of nowhere and when. Azwar was already in the midst of arrsyad and zhivana.

Azwar crouched down to compensate for his height with zhivana. His hands were at the end of the top of the wheelchair. The distance is so close that arrsyad who saw him immediately stare dislike.

"Assalamualaikum, my future wife" Azwar said.

Not forgetting the charming smile he showed, though zhivana did not see it.

Arrsyad grieves in the heart.

Zhivana immediately lowered her head, her hands clutching the tip of the hijab. Nervous, zhivana can feel azwar very close to her.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Mas" Reply slowly.

Sister Sinta who saw there were two handsome men immediately confused. One looks good and the other is cool and a little formal. From the interaction of the two, sister Sinta can guess that these two handsome men like zhivana.

"God. Looks like brother zhivana is being snatched by these two handsome men. Really very lucky. Jeez, my soul is thrashing." Inner sister sinta.

"At the end of the operation begins. You're okay, right."

Arrsyad grieved in his heart.

Zhivana nodded slowly.

Azwar smiled. Then with a quick movement he took the right hand of zhivana.

Cup.

One kiss landed seamlessly in the glove-clad right hand of the zhivana.

Zhivana immediately rounded her eyes. Surprised, by azwar's treatment. Azwar is not usually like this to him.

Arrhad. Don't ask me again, he's like a man who fires a beard. Jealous. Yeah, arrsyad's feeling jealous. By looking at azwar treatment in the woman he loves like that. Suddenly his body temperature heats up instantly, blazing like burning embers.

"Shoppers." Inner arrsyad.

Sister Sinta suddenly smiled. At once feeling pity, seeing the other handsome man, being hit by jealousy.

"But the man in the back. Rich model. Ehh, rich oppa korean. Oh yes, my eyes are straight away when you see the clear." Inner sister sinta.

"Don't be afraid. I was right here. Abi is just as hopeful that the operation goes smoothly."

Zhivana simply responded with a nod.

"We are getting married soon. I am so grateful and happy at the same time. Because, when we get married. You can see again." Azwar said with a smile.

"Sorry sir, the operation is about to begin. The patient should immediately undergo surgery." Sister sinta. Occasionally his eyesight glanced at the arrsyad.

Azwar smiled at zhivana. Then, stand.

"I was very hopeful. When you open your eyes later, I want to be the first person you see." Azwar said with a glance at the arrsyad.

Sister sinta. I could only watch the interaction of the two men.

Arrsyad clenched both his hands tightly. His face looks ordinary. But, his heart was warming.

Arrsyad cannot speak for now, he chooses to be silent. Here there is zhivana, if the arrsyad speaks for sure the debate will occur. Zhivana, will perform the operation, her mind should not be disturbed.

Arrsyad immediately turned around, stepping away to get away from there. His intention, who wanted to give zhivana encouragement and congratulations, he paused.

Gea who saw the arrsyad, passed through it just like that. Fall silent. Staring at the back of the arrsyad who stepped away hurriedly made the gea feel astonished.

"Not that, arrsyad wants to meet zhivana. Why even leave. Have you met. I don't know, the two's relationship is getting complicated." Gea said slowly. Then continued his footsteps to pick up zhivana.

Arrhad. Step out of the hospital. Cold air hit the entire body. Arryad stopped in front of the hospital building, there was no one, there were only two security guards standing there. Arrsyad raised his face. Looking at the dark night sky, there were no stars up there.

Relieves the jealousy that had stifled the chest. Arrsyad closed his eyes.

Does he have to give up? Getting zhivana was very difficult after he went to college abroad.

So far he has struggled. Fighting alone, it was exhausting. Tired of it, he always brushed it away but today. It was as if there was a great wall separating itself from the zhivana. The closer he gets, the further he gets to reach his love.

Arrsyad thought. Is zhivana not a match? If it is true, it feels like Arrsyad wants to eliminate this feeling of love. His love for zhivana is sincere and profound. Thinking of zhivana with others alone, made his heart feel claustrophobic.

The rain began to fall, discussing the face of the arrsyad, as if it did not care about the raindrops. Arrsyad kept his eyes closed. The cold air that stung him did not care either. The tightness in his now agonizing heart made the arrsyad enjoy his injuries.

Meanwhile, zhivana was already in front of the operating room, accompanied by gea and azwar.

Seina the woman had donated her eyes to zhivana. Seina also wants the operation done tonight. So that zhivana can see what seina looks like before being buried.

Of course it's been approved by naumi's mother seina. Even naumi himself would finance the cost of zhivana operations.

At the same time zhivana felt sad and happy. Sad because seina is gone, happy because soon she will be able to see. Thankful to the Khaliq for his prayers have been answered. The eye donation he hoped for finally came along.

"Zhivana, you've prepared." Ask gea make sure.

"Bismil was bornohmannirohim, I'm ready."

Gea smile. Then push the wheelchair, enter the operating room. Azwar took himself in the seat. The worry began to hit him. Azwar prayed for the zhivana operation to succeed and run smoothly.

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