I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

a donor 4

The door of the ICU room is double-tapped.

"Excuse me Doc." A nurse came in, carrying the results of a blood sample given by Zaeni's doctor.

"How's it?" Ask him who is checking on the condition, Delia.

"The results match, Doc," he replied.

Zaeni's smile expanded, her eyes also seemed to sparkle. He was truly grateful, it felt like he wanted to immediately approach Kunia at this time.

"Thank you, you can come back."

"Yes, Doc." The nurse bowed politely, before coming out.

"Have you found it?" Ask Erik. Zaeni turned her head with a smile still expanding, then nodded.

"really?"

Nodding once again. "Yes yeah..."

"Oh my God, thank goodness. Who– who's that guy?"

Zaini did not want to answer, he only touched the Father's arm. "Later, Zaeni will tell you. Now, I have to get to him first, for his two blood bags."

Erik nodded. "Do it, if Delia really survives. I'll be very grateful to him."

"Yes Well." Zaeni wasted no time, rushing him out of the ICU room. To go back to his room.

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Back to doctor Zaeni's office...

Dunia is busy playing online games on her phone, mabar with Dumbar from a distance. With a jar in his arms, containing a snack that is always on the guest table.

Crac... Crac... The sound of chewing potato chips that sound crisp, stoic with a very savory spice. Making the world can not stop, even without realizing it has spent more than half of its contents.

"Basar– I know your secret weapon is daunted," he muttered coolly, as he chuckled, he began to set bombs at some point. "Prepare for me to tear down your kingdom."

Duaor... Duaor... The noise from her phone made Kunia laugh. He was really satisfied.

"Wait a while, surely the boy will call me to protest." The trap was right, his phone then rang. Kunia laughed even more, but she did not want to take the phone call so satisfied she laughed at the anger of Dumbness.

Ckla...

"Look... Holy jeez!" Kunia. "Ma... Mas Zaeni?"

He saw the room a little messy. Only stayed a few minutes.

"You having fun, huh? I was worried." Zaeni looked strangely at Kunia. Even though his lips are flat.

"Ma– sorry. I was just playing, I tasted a little of this too." Dunia held up the jar in her arms a little high. "God..."

Oh, my God, it was full. Now live this way?

Zaeni grabbed the jar from Kunia's hand. Twirling slightly.

"Do you like to snack? The jar was just filled this morning, if not wrong. It's almost over." The ledek then, while chuckling.

"Yes my... I'm sorry, Mas. I accidentally spent it."

"Hahaha.it's okay." Zaeni put it again on the table. Then sit down casually next to Kunia. The woman who was still feeling unwell shifted a little. "The results are out" said doctor Zaeni Later.

"Be– that way? Then, how did it go?"

"match it."

"Co– fits?" The world is back tense.

"Yes, fits. I'm so grateful."

Suddenly pale again.

"We're checking HB for the same blood pressure, right?" Zaeni. He grabbed a digital tensimeter and resumed the examination. Zaeni took a quick glance and smiled, laughing at Kunia who was silent against her fear. "Okay your HB is normal, and your blood pressure is one hundred and twenty huh?"

"Well!! I'm usually low blood because it never gets to the number one hundred. It's even more."

"Hahaha, it's okay. It's still normal" he replied, releasing the adhesive on Kunia's arm. "How's it?"

"Heeeem?" Obtained.

"Are you really sure you want to donate your blood to my sister?"

Kunia nodded slowly. "I'm sure, even though I look tense. I'm not gonna faint, I promise."

Zaeni grabbed Kunia's hand. To the woman's surprise, "thank you."

The world that felt a little uneasy also slowly drew out her own hand.

"I– Yes Mas." Smiled strangely, then turned his face away from the sight of doctor Zaeni.

Geez, there's no need to hold hands and look at me like this. If Devan sees? I can hang it. (World)

A knock on the door rang out, both of them turning towards the source of the sound.

"The room is ready for the doctor."

Zaeni smiled faintly, then turned her head again towards Kunia. "Follow me, yuk. I'll take your blood."

Kunia nodded stiffly, then slowly moved. Along with Zaeni, they went from there to another place.

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Switch to a special psychiatric hospital.

Devan daydreamed looking at the sky, he let out a long sigh. Seemed a little frustrated at the moment, then stood up. When the main director at the hospital sounded a lot of raving around.

Like it's stalling its time.

"I'm not here to listen to this hospital's achievements." Devan stands. "Andre, let's go check it out ourselves. No need to wait anymore."

"Good, Sir." Sigap also stood.

"Emmm... Sir, the tea just arrived. We can check that room later." Dirut there walked hurriedly, offsetting Devano's steps that had almost reached the door. Then open the door without listening.

He rubbed his sweaty forehead, hurried to coax him back into his room. But Devan remained unmoved, the man was already standing in front of the elevator. While Andre was pressing the numbers, waiting again until the elevator door was open.

"Tu–Master?"

"What's with the main VVIP room?" Devan turned his head to the side after they entered and the elevator closed again.

"There's nothing... There's no..."

"Then why are you blocking us?"

"Master, it's not that we're getting in your way. However, the room there is being renovated. It's only natural that we're worried. when you want to force your way in like this. If there's anything, how about?"

Devan was silent again, not caring. Waiting until the elevator door opens.

Everything came out, down the long corridor until it arrived at the end. One of the rooms that can be said to be the most special.

Devan's legs trembled, he even instantly stopped his steps at this moment.