I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

a donor 2

Zaeni took him quite far from the door.

Turn a little, down the hospital corridor. And stopped in front of his room.

Releasing her hand for a moment, before opening the door later. Then, allow the woman in front of him to enter.

"This, whose room?" Ask Kunia. Reluctant to step foot in.

"My room" he answered.

Kuni looked up a little, realizing that there was a Dr. Zaeni's over there.

Doubtful, he did not dare to enter. Then he looked back at Zaeni.

"My goal is to come here, just to see Delia for a minute."

Zaeni smiled thinly. "I know, come in first, I have no intention of messing around." Permit the world to enter again, with a gesture of his hand.

Slowly.the woman stepped out her legs, entered. Which then followed Zaeni while closing the door.

In deep...

"Sit down– want to drink what?"

"Thank you, you better not. I'm not long," replied Kunia as she threw her buttocks onto the surface of the sofa. Zaeni smiled, and sat down.

"You're here, it's been a while?" Ask Zaeni.

"No. about twenty minutes, more or less. Before you came."

Zaeni. "Didn't you just go with Devan?"

"Yes, to my mom's house. After that he left again, because there was work. And I also immediately went here, after getting the news that Delia was sick," replied Kunia.

"Before that, I was grateful that you cared about Delia. However, does Devan know if you're here?"

Kunia nodded, slowly.

"If he's angry how?"

"It wouldn't be like that. But I don't know either..."

The man smiled faintly, upon hearing Kunia's reply.

"i thought Zaeni's arrived first."

"I had some business at Delia's school."

"Oh..." Beard. He wanted to ask what he heard, but hesitated.

"I order tea, yes" he said he wanted to move but was held in Kunia.

"No need. no need, ma'am. I didn't take long. I just want to know Delia's condition, apparently that bad. If you may know, how could the chronology of the fateful event have happened to him?"

"i don't know for sure what I know, he had a single accident on the toll road, drunk."

"Drunk?"

Zaeni. "Honestly, I'm so sorry. Understandably, the girl did not get much attention from Mamih or my father, while lately I started rarely at home."

Oh my God, it's worth it that the boy looks so rude. Apparently, he was lonely and needed attention. Perhaps this is also the reason Dr. Zaeni is so concerned about his sister.

While Devan? The man remained cold, yet He also liked to give away sweet things. Yep... The point is they have their own way of paying attention to their younger brother.

Kunia was still stunned, listening to Zaeni's words.

"The front of the car until it ringsek. Just hoping for a miracle. I hope he can be human, if he is... It could be that girl's gonna be permanently paralyzed."

"Yes Lord–" muttered Kunia concerned.

A moment of silence, when Zaeni could not continue his words.

All this time he had been storing wounds, and the accident that his sister experienced was the most painful wound in his life.

"I'm sorry, I'm telling you too much." Zaeni sighed. Kunia raised both her hands to her chest.

"No, I'm just concerned. So really want to see him."

Honestly, I wanted to take you, but I'm afraid you're going to reject it. Because he did not want anyone to enter the ICU room. –Zaeni sat up, with the best lips and then looked down Then.

"Mass?"

"Hmm?"

"I heard. Delia needs a blood donor?"

The man raised his eyebrows. "Know where?"

"Sorry, just accidentally heard it. From Mr. Erik when he was at the door."

"Yes... Thas right. About two pockets minimum. But it's very hard to find what his body can accept."

"What blood type do you need?"

"AB+... PMI has no stock, once anything does not fit."

"AB+...?" Mumbled.

Actually, it has the same blood type. However, he himself was quite afraid of the syringe. The last time he fainted was in high school. When there is a mass blood donation event, so afraid.

Zaeni looked at the pensive woman nearby. Then cleared.

"What are you thinking?"

"No–" gasp. Making Zaeni Smile again.

"How do you marry that child? Are you happy?" zaeni's question made the woman frown. "I mean, the Devan I know is still like a kid. Emotional, and can't speak soft words."

The world laughed even more. "Yes it's like that. Sometimes it makes me stressed, but it cannot be denied. If there's still a sweet side, that makes me feel happiness when it's near."

"Is that so?"

"Yes..." Kimia still develops her smile. Suddenly she missed her husband. Devan's spoiled behavior while being alone. Makes him change the bad impression of the man all this time.

This woman always carried a positive aura, from her cheerful laughter. And a word that is always passionate... Arguably? Devan's lucky, to have a partner like him? (Zaeni)

Drrr... Drrr...

Zaeni's mobile phone is vibrating. The man then took it out, briefly reading the name on the screen.

"Wait a minute, will you?"

"Yes, mom..."

"Hallo, Dad?" Zaeni moved, he took his steps slowly towards the glass wall staring out. "I'm already in the hospital, I'll be there soon?"

The world fell silent, enjoying the atmosphere of the room that he felt comfortable. AC that is not too cold, and the aroma of a fresh room aroma. Makes him feel relaxed.

"I haven't found you yet, blood donor Delia. The one who checked it had already informed him of his declining condition."

Kunia turned her head, then looked down again at her arm.

I'm so afraid of syringes but my human spirit can't let that girl's condition get worse.

"All right..." Piiik....

"Mass?" Call Kunia, make Zaeni turn.

The woman with hair as her shoulders stood up.

"A– me... Me?" The world stuttered, to be honest he was so scared. But shakes quickly after. He stretched out a little, one hand. "Please check my blood. Times only match... Because I have the same blood type. De– with Delia."

Pensive, Zaeni's gaze was still on the woman who looked tense. I am forcing myself to smile at the moment.