Love In Butterfly Needles

Twelve Numbers

Luke can breathe a sigh of relief that day, his smile expands perfectly when he heard Dena's confession that the man who accompanied her was his younger brother.

Although the confession was made to Mas Adam not to himself.

" Dumb time, the important thing is that I still have a chance to get close to Dena" thought Lukas, grinning at the thought of a powerful style to conquer the beautiful women who are still indifferent to her.

" You know, miss, you are the first woman I refuse to approach" Lukas said.

***Mas Adam as usual with the heart thrust a butterfly needle in the arm and thigh Dena. For the sake of seeing the man's warm face from a close distance, Dena did not even close her eyes as her sharp butterfly needle pierced through her skin. Even though the large needle must have hurt anyone when stabbed without anesthesia. People who are in love can sometimes be blind to anything. " Bucin once was me, ha ha ha", Dena laughed at herself inwardly.

Look, he stared in amazement at the man's plump eyelashes. Look for where the flaws are on his face. " Ahhh.. how perfect is your being this one God", Dena admires the beautiful creation of God that is present before her at this time.

" Dena, I've made an internal referral letter for you so that in the near future you can have AV Shunt installation surgery" , Mas Adam opened the conversation that made Dena lose concentration after staring at the man's face for a long time.

" Ehhh.. Yeah how's mas?" dena asked Mas Adam to repeat his words again.

" Morning has been daydreaming anyway" ledek Mas adam to Dena

Dena's face was red, asking in her heart if the man knew that she had been observing his face.

Installation AV Shunt or better known as Cimino is a small operation in the arm to connect one of the arterial blood vessels with a vein. This procedure aims to make access to blood vessels for the purposes of dialysis. So did Mas Adam's explanation to Dena.

" Later if there is access to cimino, during dialysis you can sit and more freely to move" said Mas Adam while pointing to some old patients who have undergone hemodialysis with this access. Dena mangosteen mangosteen understood to hear Mas Adam's explanation.

Hasbi who was next to Dena, was observing her older brother who looked so excited talking to the man called Mas Adam. Hasbi could feel how happy her sister looked, stealing a stare at the man's face. It was like finding a breath of fresh air how to make her sister happy. With the right man, Hasbi was sure her brother could find his way back to life after the test. After making sure his older sister can return to live her life as before filled with enthusiasm, only then Hasbi can continue her wedding plans. Once Hasbi's initial plan, from now on he must find information about the man his sister likes.

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Right now I'm writing a poem in my heart, just my apology.

I sing to the baby, not expecting you to know.

I'm still so sorry for everything

But you died far from my thoughts and memories.

Now, I present you in another form.

Hasbi was still staring at her phone screen, sending so many short messages to Amira. But all those messages would never be read by his recipient, Hasbi stared at the profile photo of his lover disappearing, the message he sent was only marked one tick.

" Ahhhh.he blocked my contact again" Hasbi grumbled in annoyance.

It seems like tonight Hasbi really should come to her lover's house, straighten out all these problems and speak well to Amira's parents.

Meanwhile, Dena is seen sleeping in her sleep. Thank goodness her sister was sleeping, Hasbi thought. Otherwise he will definitely continue to discuss the issue of his relationship with Amira. Before long, Hasbi slumped her head on the bed. Closing his eyes to eliminate the drowsiness that had ambushed him earlier.

Alarm sounds that indicate the dialysis time has been completed for 4 hours, startling Dena and Hasbi. Both of them opened their eyes and looked around the room, some patients had already completed the process of washing their blood.

" Today 4 hours you go through smoothly yes", said Mas Adam to Dena, considering the previous 4 x every process of dialysis there are always complaints that he felt

" Maybe you're getting used to it" replied Dena.

Hasbi is eager to know many things about the man in front of her, want to know her background, where she lives, and of course want to know her status. But he was confused as to how to get to know this man.

Hasbi finally ventured to greet Mas Adam,

" Does I work in this room every day?" ask Hasbi .

" Yes, every day for almost 9 years I have always faced this sweet butterfly" replied Mas Adam with a laugh.

Adam was silent for a moment, remembering dozens or even hundreds of patients he had handled for the last 9 years.

" There are some patients with cases of acute kidney failure, can stop having dialysis after declared cured".

" But for patients with chronic kidney failure, almost all have this dialysis for their entire lives" replied Mas Adam.

Dena bit her lip, heard Mas Adam's statement. Already imagined in his head, he had to spend the rest of his life in the hospital with the machine and the butterfly needle. Adam saw the change in look of Dena's face, he tried to encourage the sweet girl who looked restless.

" But no need to worry, dialysis patients can still live a lifestyle like healthy people really, most importantly keep the intake of food and drinks as recommended by doctors. Take medication regularly, vitamins and get enough rest. Everything will be fine. And another one, the most important of which was "here", Mas Adam pointed at his own chest with his forefinger, "Ikhlas".

Dena smiled justifying all the words of Mas Adam, how the man always made her always comfortable and felt his world was fine every time he heard the word that came out of the mouth of Mas Adam.

Hasbi was increasingly interested in approaching the man with his older brother, and it seemed that his older brother would not mind it either.

" Mad, may I have a phone number for Adam? who knows if there will be something I need to ask or maybe later if I and my family are not able to accompany my brother, can ask for help Mas Adam, can ask for help, Hasbi finally found a reason to get to know the man further.

Dena was wide-eyed at her sister's words, but in her heart was a little happy. Didn't Dena not even have the guts to just ask for the mobile number of her beloved man.

" Could, later I will send a message to Dena yes, coincidentally now no longer hold a mobile phone" said Mas Adam while pointing to the phone number Dena listed on the patient's Map.

" Eh... Did I not hear wrong?", asked Dena in her heart.

Flowers immediately bloomed in Dena's heart, like getting a lottery to hear the sentence that was just said Mas Adam.

Hasbi smiled triumphantly, what he planned seemed to go smoothly.

He did not even have to bother anymore to find a way so that the two people could communicate directly outside their meeting at the Hospital, Mas Adam offered to send a message directly to his brother.

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"I don't know whose name was recorded in the sky for me.

I also don't know if he is someone in the past or someone new to my life.

But for sure, the fool will never get out of the path that has been set

As far as any journey, regardless of obstacles, will surely be anchored also to him who is the destiny of God".

*** The voice of incoming messages was heard from Dena's cell phone as the sisters walked in unison in the hospital corridor.

Dena opens a message from an unknown number, then reads a short message sent by the sender

" Dena, this is Mas Adam's number. save yes if you need any help or sharing do not hesitate to contact", so the contents of the message at the end of his sentence in the bajumi emoticon smile.

Like finding an oasis in a barren field, Dena could not wait to reply to the message immediately

" Okay Adam, thank you".

He stared at the final twelve numbers on the incoming message on his cellphone, then thought what name was appropriate to fill the contact list on the owner of the twelve numbers.

Then he smiled to himself, embarrassed to feel how bucolic he was at the moment if he had to keep it with the name "love ", "my dear" or whatever smells romantic while he knows he could just be considered worthless flakes in the eyes of the man.

Her fingers gently typed a name on the keyboard keys of her mobile phone "Mas Adam".

Meanwhile, Hasbi observed the strange behavior of her brother who had been smiling alone looking at his cellphone. Then he took the hand of his older sister, promising in his heart would do anything for the happiness of his sister