METAPHOR OF YOUNG LEGISLATOR LOVE

Sincerity Heart of Arsen

Johan looked towards Arsen with a look of disbelief.

Now, behind the driver's seat Johan actually sees a father willing to do anything for the happiness of his son.

"I don't think it's about making amends, Big Master. I'm sure it's all because of the sincerity you give me" Johan murmured inwardly.

Really, now Johan's heart raced blue, hearing the decision of the great Lord.

Even so, Johan did not also blame Daniel for just forgiving was still reluctant. Because of Daniel's deep heart, only Johan knows best. That Daniel was looking for his father not only because of the grudge he felt, but because of his deep longing and desire for a meeting.

Daniel really misses the caress of a father, his affection, even always hoping for his presence even if only in a dream.

And now, that dream wasn't just a cradle. Johan really saw a father who loved his son more than anything in the world.

"But you are young, Sir. Many things you can still do." lured Johan, wanting to see how big the great lord's earnestness was.

"What's all that for if I can't see my son happy, Jo. Enough suffering in his past. I don't want to see fate take away her happiness anymore" now that Arsen is staring out the window, she's throwing her eyes out in any direction.

"But Bank Mata Indonesia does not accept eye donors from living people, sir," Johan said.

"That's why I need your help. Force them to accept my donor eye. If you can't, if you need to kill me, then my corneas can be transplanted into my son's, " Arsen said with emotion.

"But, Master?" Johan was so shocked to hear what Arsen said.

"Take out all your skills, Jo. I know this is a very easy thing for you" insisted Arsen.

"It's not so, sir. But they won't dare to take the risk because the stakes are the position" Johan to the point of puzzling how to explain.

"You haven't tried, Jo. Don't give up before the game" Arsen said flatly.

"Ahhh," Johan let out a rude sigh. Now his right hand is still focused on holding the steering wheel of the car, while his left hand he uses to massage his forehead which suddenly dizzy seven circumference.

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Johan slowed down his car, hoping they wouldn't make it to their destination. How not? So far Johan has not been able to decide what to do.

"Hurry up a little, Jo. Do not reason to stall for time until you can escape the task I gave you," as if to read Johan's mind, Arsen exclaimed loudly.

"Well, sir" replied Johan, then immediately stepped on the accelerator until the car drove faster.

After some time, they finally arrived at the hospital. With confidence, Arsen walked into the Bank Mata Indonesia room. Incidentally the hospital appointed as Bank Mata Indonesia in the city was the hospital where Daniel was treated, so Arsen could simultaneously meet with the doctor who handled Daniel.

And it didn't take long for Arsen and Johan to see the doctor.

"Sorry, Sir. We only take corneas from deceased donors. Procedurally, you can register now, but for the implementation of the donor can only be done after you die," explained the doctor when Arsen expressed his intention.

"Help me, Doc. I'm just a father who wants my son to see the world. His future is still long, different from me who soon stepped on old age," pinta Arsen full of hope.

"Once again, please forgive me, sir. We have to follow the procedure, or we'll deal with the legal issues" the doctor said.

Hearing the doctor's reply, Arsen looked at Johan as if asking for help. Johan who understood the gesture given by Arsen replied with eye language so Arsen decided to wait outside and let Johan talk alone with the doctor.

"How, Jo?" ask Arsen as soon as Johan approaches him.

Johan did not speak. Only the head is able to answer that the negotiation process failed.

"Huh, it turns out that what they're talking about you is wrong, Jo. They say there's nothing a John Angelo can't do. But this is what? Just persuading a doctor you can't do it" grumbled Arsen, with a look of disappointment. Even now he just left Johan, and walked towards their car.

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't make any offers to the doctor. And I'm sure, Mr. Daniel will agree with the decision I took" Johan said in his heart.

Johan immediately followed where Arsen's feet stepped, until not how long they had been in the car.

"Now you'll execute my second request, Jo. Kill me your way, so they can do a corneal transplant" Arsen said.

"Sorry, Sir. I can't do it. I'm commanded to take care of you, not hurt you" Johan said out loud.

"You are unreliable, Jo. I'm disappointed in you" great-granddaughter Arsen, desperate.

"I'm sorry, sir," replied Johan again.

Arsen no longer listened to what Johan had told him. He seemed to think so hard, how could he help restore his son's vision.

While Johan, can only look at Arsen's facial expression through the glass in front of him.

"Whatever you plan to do, I'm not going to let you do recklessly, Sir," Johan said in his heart.

***

As if running, the day so quickly darkened. The clouds seem blackened, like the fatigue of Arsen's heart which is now filled with a deep black color, so that all regret for the past and the unrequited love of loved ones now dominates his heart, so that all regret for the past and the unrequited love of loved ones now reigns over his heart, making his common sense dull and replaced with an emotion of the soul that can only blame the destiny that God has written for him.

Now, he's like a prisoner. Even the feeling of unease will certainly be felt until he spent old age.

"The only way is one, I must hasten that death," Arsen's inner heart.

For a moment, Arsen closed his eyes, as if preparing his heart and steadying everything.

Before long, he grabbed the handle of the drawer beside his bed.

"I feel like I'm putting it here. Why isn't there?" gumam Arsen. Apparently he was looking for a sleeping pill that he put in the drawer. However, the medicine suddenly disappeared somewhere.

Arsen tried to think for a moment. Suddenly, he went to his wardrobe, and finally found an object there.

It was that thing that prompted Arsen to make up his mind, ending his life by cutting the vein on his wrist. Arsen. A second later, blood poured out and ...,

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