Jamu Love

STANDOFF

David and Oscard are seen sitting sweetly enjoying their coffee at a cafe park near the hospital.

They both talked about the results of the Survey in Suka Mulya Village, which they planned to report to Adolf as the main owner of the company giant located in England.

"David, why is your face so saturated?" ask Oscar

"How can I not feel saturated, Oscar. Almost every day, every week even every month Grandpa Adolf always told me to go home to match me with his chosen woman." David massaged his head which was now beginning to feel dizzy.

Oscar laughed off hearing his best friend and boss complain about his personal problems.

"Silent Oscar! or I'll cut 90% of your pay." threatened David.

Oscar stopped his laughter as his phone rang telling the owner. That there was an incoming call to answer immediately.

Their chatter is paused when Oscar answers his incoming call.

"really?" Oscar answered the hospital's notice to her.

"All right, I'll be there right now." Oscar closed his call.

Oscar got up from his seat and tidied up his performance.

"Where are you going? who called you just now?" asked David curiously.

Oscar looked at her with a face that was now starting to look serious.

"The hospital told me. That the family of the little boy who I almost accidentally hit, has now come and been in his room" explained Oscar.

David nodded in understanding after hearing the answer from his personal secretary.

"Speak finish! give them some money and we leave this matter!" tell David who does not want to be in trouble that has wasted his time.

"All right," Oscar stepped away leaving David still sitting and struggling with his phone.

With a confident step now Oscar entered into the room where Cipto was treated.

"Ehem .. ahem." Oscar cleared his throat as he entered his room.

Sri and mbok Darmi who are sitting next to Cipto. The two of them now turned their heads towards Oscar who was walking towards him.

"Sorry, bother you, miss." Oscar said hello to start the talk.

Sri stood with her body facing seriously at Oscar while nodding.

"My name is Oscar, Miss. I was the one who took this child to the hospital, because this afternoon this child fell, lucky I immediately braked and my car and did not hit this child.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you very much, sorry for making you bother until you have to take my sister to the hospital." said Sri while looking at Cipto for a moment.

"Miss, can we talk one eye, one second." Oscar asked Sri seriously.

Sri nodded and followed Oscar's steps out of Cipto's room.

In front of the door of the room in Cipto. Oscar looks serious about what he will tell Sri.

"I'd like to apologize first, miss. I don't have much time to stay here. It's my business card, if there's anything Miss can contact me." Oscar stepped up after speaking and gave his business card.

Sri received a business card that Oscar gave her.

Oscar stopped his steps as if there was one forgotten from him. He turned around and looked at Sri who was now looking at him in wonder.

"I'm sorry about Miss ...?" Oscar tilted his head to the right looking at Sri's face.

"Sri .. My name is Sri wahyuni." Sri told Oscar.

Oscar nodded and pulled out a check from his pocket and then gave it to Sri.

"This is what, sir?" sri asked while turning the check back in front of her eyes.

"That's a check worth 10 million Miss. You can use it to pay your sister's hospital fees." explains Oscar.

Hah ... ten million?

Sri draws Oscar's hand and returns the check that Oscar gave her.

"Sorry, Sir. I can't take it." Sri refused subtly and hoped that Oscar would not fall apart afterwards.

"Alright, Miss Sri. I can't force it." said Oscar as he walked away and put his check back in his pocket.

The woman is so beautiful

Oscar smiled as he walked out of the hospital towards David who had been waiting for him for a long time.

The garden Cafe. Oscar sees David fighting with someone on his phone. He saw David looking down in annoyance while hearing someone still talking inside his phone.

When you're done with the conversation on the phone. David is seen pulling out all the strands in his heart while cursing and stomping his feet to the ground.

"Why else are you? don't tell me if the one who called you was Grandpa Adolf." guess Oscar who turned out to be directly on David's side.

"Do you have any ideas? or a way out for my problems, Oscar?" David looked at Oscar.

"We should go back to Villa first, after that we just think about the way out, how?"

"All right, let's go home." David nodded and stepped with Oscar towards his car.

Inside the hospital. Sri is now seen sitting in the room of the Doctor who handles his sister's Cipto.

"Sorry, miss. We need to do a spinal cord transplant for your sister as soon as possible." The doctor told Sri.

Sri looks sad and feels confused in her heart and mind.

For the poor like Sri. It must be very burdensome for him, especially in terms of cost. It could have been imagined for him to prepare tens or even hundreds of millions of money to treat the leukemia that his sister suffered.

"So, I want to and I'm willing. But is it really expensive?" ask Sri.

The doctor explained from some of his experiences who had met patients who had the same case as Cipto. And mention that the cost is not playing.

"What Doc! 300 million!" Sri stood up with a shocked face.

Where can I get that kind of money?

"Doctor, can you give me a few days?" pinta Sri to the Doctor.

The doctor breathed deeply before answering.

"Alright, but I can't delay long because the patient's circumstances demand we must take action immediately" explained the Doctor to Sri.

Sri stepped gontai headed back into the room Cipto is still guarded by Mbok Darmi.

It feels like being struck by lightning in broad daylight. Sri is really confused and dead-end looking for 300 million funds for the financing of his sister's Cipto treatment.

"Sri ... What did the doctor say, son?" asked Mbok Darmi who saw Sri had just come in and sat down next to him.

Sri again cried to look at the state of Cipto that was getting pale in front of him.

"I'm confused, mbok. Where do I get 300 hundred million dollars for cipto treatment." Sri drowned.

"Well, 300 hundred million. Mbok didn't hear wrong?" ask again mbok Darmi.

Sri raised her face and looked at Darmi's face with eyes that now began to drain her tears.

"The doctor said, Cipto must perform spinal cord transplant surgery." explained Sri.

There is nothing you can do to help other than prayer. Because Mbok Darmi is also classified as a lower middle economy, even almost nyungseb like Sri more or less.