Give Me Your Hand's

Transplantation

The four iron wheels rolled on the white ceramic floor. Three adults walked for almost a little while just to chase after a gurney carrying the body of a boy. A white hose filled with clear liquid stuck to a small body with a little flesh. His eyelids only blinked looking at the white ceiling which was as if it was moving. A very familiar scent rippled into his nostrils.

"Sister...." Only that shrill remark was heard from her pale lips as the green curtain separated her from Ivy. His little hand was unable to hold that delicate hand.

"Denizz...." That one word that came out of his thin lips. His body was living without bones. His footing had collapsed to the point of plunging him to the darkest bottom.

"Ivy!" exclaim Nur and Kenan who immediately caught a slim body that was about to fall to the floor.

Kenan lifted Ivy's body and laid him on the hospital's long chair. He touched the oval face that looked pale. The delicate skin felt cold on his palm. He clasped Ivy's hand and put it on his cheek.

"You're not alone. Deniz will definitely be fine" whispered Kenan as she rubbed Ivy's forehead and hair.

A nurse gave a piece of cotton that had been given a few drops of alcohol to Kenan. The strong-scented clear liquid stimulates the Ivy nerve and makes his eyelids blink.

Kenan took his hand off Ivy's hand. Those green beads looked at Kenan's face and touched the thin mustachioed face that was staring at him from above. I want Kenan to hold the back of that hand and kiss it.

The full moon was already rising above the sky of Istanbul, the hospital hallways were already deserted. Ivy sat herself down and gave Kenan a place to sit next to her.

"Is Deniz still in the ER room?" asked Ivy who was leaning her head against the wall.

"Yes. Nur. He asked me to take you home." Kenan tilted his body to see Ivy's face.

"I'll wait here. I'm not leaving Deniz." Ivy folded her hands in front of her chest. He kept his promise to the boy. When the boy opened his eyes, he wanted to be by his side.

"I'll accompany you here" said Kenan who was replied with a questionable look from the owner of the green eyes.

"Don't you want to sleep in your room?" Ivy asked as she scrunched her forehead.

"You see there's nobody in this hallway, do you dare sleep here alone? What if a ghost bothers you?" goda Kenan with his flat face. His sense of humor really sucks.

"You think I'm a five-year-old you can be afraid of?" challenge Ivy.

He turned to the right and left to look around, it turned out that there were no sisters or visitors who passed through this hall. All of them were only white walls and doors lined up in front of him. The white mosquito net that was almost touching the floor seemed to be moving.

"Kenan, did you see that mosquito net? Is there someone behind her?" Ivy pointed at a mosquito net that stretched out in front. The distance of the mosquito net was about six meters from his seat.

"I'll see it" said Kenan who immediately got up from the long chair.

"Eh.. wait for me!" Ivy shouted directly flanking Kenan's arm. The man laughed in his heart at Ivy's behavior.

They both approached the white bed. Kenan opened the split mosquito net in the middle, Ivy quickly covered her face with both palms. There was no one behind the bed. Kenan raised one of his eyebrows and glanced at Ivy who was still covering his face.

Aaron's son slowly left Ivy. The woman was still standing upright with her face covered facing the mosquito net. After a long period of silence, Ivy opened her palm. He did not see Kenan standing nearby.

Ivy looked for Kenan's whereabouts, seeing the man sitting sweetly by turning one of his legs over the other. Victor's daughter immediately walked towards the man, wanting to let him touch the elephant's ear.

After arriving at his chair back, he found the man was snoring in a sitting position. Ivy waved her hand in front of Kenan's face, half in disbelief that Aaron's son had entered in his dream.

Kenan did not react even opening his eyelids. Ivy could only exhale deeply, he returned to his seat beside Kenan. He tried to close both his eyes.

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The moon has fulfilled its task, now is the time for the beautiful round face that shines back to the contest. The shamsu had been waiting for him to return home.

Wheeled table casings sounded along the hallway, making health equipment made of stainless steel that clashed against each other on an iron board. The sound of a wooden door opened and several pairs of footsteps crept slowly.

The two men were still in their dreamland. Kenan rests his head on Ivy's shoulder, a few minutes later Kenan awakens he gives his shoulder to become Ivy's backrest. And so on until Nur called them.

"Ivy... Kenans! Doctor Husein wants to talk!" nur who came while running. He was a little sorry he woke them up.

They started to open their eyes slowly. Stretched all the muscles of their bodies that feel stiff.

"Has Doctor Husein come?" Ivy asked while covering her mouth which was evaporating wide.

"Yes. The doctor had finished examining Deniz. Doctor Husein is waiting for you in his room" replied Nur.

Ivy's eyes stared at the white sheet of paper on Doctor Husein's desk. This room is like a slaughterhouse for Ivy. How not, every time he came out of this place, a huge hammer seemed to be piercing him. This time Ivy prepared her heart to listen to the doctor's explanation.

"Sit down" Husein told Ivy and Kenan. The two men pulled out two wooden chairs simultaneously.

"Ivy...." Doctor Husein looked at Deniz's older brother then turned to the white paper he was holding.

"Yes. Just say it, Doctor," said Ivy, leaning against the back of the chair, wanting to sit as comfortably as possible when the butcher pulled out his knife.

Doctor Husein took off his glasses then said to Ivy and Kenan, "Deniz's blood cancer has entered stage three."

Just as he expected, there was no good news that slid from those half-wrinkled lips. Stadium three. stage four. just waiting for the time, when Deniz left to leave. He felt sick imagining it would happen sooner or later.

"Didn't it be a while ago, Deniz had just done some chemotherapy?" Kenan leaned his body forward.

"The chemotherapy only prevents the cancer cells from spreading, but cannot guarantee the patient's recovery. Fatigue, lack of rest, diet also affects," explained the doctor.

Ivy recalled last night how happy Deniz was when the boy told him he could play football and basketball on the school field with his friends.

"Then what treatment can cure Deniz?" Kenan puts a little emphasis on each of his words.

Ivy's eye beads looked at Doctor Husein and Kenan in turn, waiting for what weapon the middle-aged man would take out. The first knife the man had stuck in one of his limbs. Now especially?

"With the umbilical cord of her siblings" the doctor replied. "That's the cheapest treatment right now."

"That's impossible, Doc!" push Ivy down quickly.

"I didn't keep my umbilical cord, while my father and mother were dead. If they were still alive, would my aged mother be able to give birth again?" Ivy shook her head.

Her eyes and nose began to turn red. The second prick the man had given and hit his hand.

Kenan held his temple which began to throb. He glanced at Doctor Husein, the doctor leaned himself on the back of his high chair.

"If the umbilical cord can not. Then only a spinal cord transplant can treat Deniz," said Dr. Husein who looked at Ivy and Kenan.

"It's the only way, Ivy. Deniz's spinal cord has begun to break down, it is likely that he will not be able to stand or walk" continued Dr. Husein.

The words just now were like a third stab that directly pierced through Ivy's heart. He could barely breathe hearing Deniz would be paralyzed. The bastard disease will take away all the dreams of his beloved sister.

"Ivy, you better check yourself out. If your spinal cord matches, you're most likely able to donate your spinal cord. It's more cost-effective." This guy gives a little breathing help to Ivy.

Without waiting for long, Ivy did an examination. After being declared healthy by a doctor, Ivy entered a room for further examination. He was asked to change his clothes to hospital clothes. After the doctor administered the anesthetic in his lower hip area, the doctor inserted a hollow needle through his skin and into the bone. The syringe pulled the liquid out of his marrow.

The doctor bandaged the wound on the scar of the injection that was on Ivy's skin. Two nurses took Ivy to another room to rest for a while. The green eye bead began to emit its color, after a while the soft organ hid inside the eyelid.

Ivy saw that thick black hair was sinking beside her body. His palm was slightly raised and full of hesitation to rub Kenan's head. Before his hand clung onto the top of Kenan's hair, the man had raised his face.

"You awake?" Kenan saw the long eyelashes flashing.

"A few minutes ago" Ivy replied. He groaned a little as he tried to get up.

"Is anyone sick?" asked Kenan who stood up and helped Ivy to lie back down. The pain from the injection spread all over his hip to his back.

"Hand...." Ivy's voice sounded soft. "Have the results come out?"

The sound of knocking on the door made Kenan undo his intention to answer Ivy's question. A nurse came in and gave Kenan a white envelope.

"This is the result of an examination on behalf of Ivy Eleanor," said the nun who later left them.

Kenan saw Ivy's name typed on the envelope cover. He stared at the green bead that was round in the middle.

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