
Darma and Alisa happen to have finished eating her noodles. Look at each other and be surprised.
"We're going to Yu Al's house?" take Darma out of his seat. And look at her baby's impulse.
Alisa hurriedly stood up, snatching her bag. "Azam you brought Mas, the encouragement let me save it to the car.
Darma. Taking Azam from the impulse, then rushing away. While Alisa keeps her thrust into the trunk of Viona's car.
"Come, Vi are we going to Fatir's house?" take Alisa in a hurry.
"What the hell is it?" ask Viona wonder.
"Sick sister! Come on." Alisa's hand pulls Viona's rough hand.
"Ih, first. Drink me, my bag," protested Viona, again grabbing her bag and drinking it.
Alisa's steps are in a hurry. Makes Viona grumble and wonder.
"Make what the hell? hurry up very leisurely course ah time. Where is Oya Mas Darma? how not to look anyway," said Viona while wailing.
Fatir's house is located in an alley that can only enter two wheels. Darma had already arrived at the house of Fatir who was in a state of turmoil. Her sister who had a brain cancer lay weak and kept vomiting.
His body is so thin that it looks like his bones, so thin. His face was very pale, and his hair was thin. Perhaps due to the loss, by her side a middle-aged mother cried and continued to care for her daughter.
"Where is Fatir? what to let, your sister like this condition. I can't bear to see it. Hik hik hik," the middle-aged mother's cry broke. Fatir hugged her with a confused face.
Until finally Fatir decided, if his sister will he take to the hospital. Anyhow how to pay later.
"Yes, Fatir. Take your sister to the hospital right away, pity." Darma could not bear to see the situation Hesya. Fatir's sister.
Alisa and Viona really feel sickened to see the condition of Fatir's sister like that, is very worrying. "Pathetic," muttered Alisa and Viona together.
"But, Fatir how about the cost-"
"Don't think of it Ms. .. the important thing is that Hesya can be healed," Fatir interrupted the mother who flooded with tears.
"We'll call an ambulance first." Fatir took his old cell phone to call an ambulance.
"Al, say. Our car is there, just take my car." Whisper Viona on her best friend Alisa.
"Mas Fatir's. Her sister just bring it, in front there is Vi's car. Let's take it." Obviously Alisa on Fatir who immediately turned his head and undo his intention to call an ambulance.
"Right, quickly take it to Viona's car up front, pick up the game." Darma handed Azam over to his wife, while he wanted to help Fatir raise his sister.
But Fatir himself was able to bring his sister lightly. "Be careful before" Fatir told Darma.
"Sider. You don't come, take care of the trade." Pinta Fatir to Sidar, his sister.
"Mom wants to come" said the mother.
"Mother, take care of it first. Later Fatir pick up," Fatir's voice hastily.
Both are moving quickly. Darma's gonna take his car, drive him to the hospital.
"Honey you wait here first accompany mom, let me just pick you up later," Darma turned to his wife.
Alisa nodded, and stayed in this simple house. Together with Viona who was dumbfounded and observed the place.
Fatir's mother rubbed her wet cheeks. Then clean up the house, especially the former Hesya just threw up and made up his bed.
"Al, that's his mother, isn't it?" ask Viona to Alisa.
"Yes, I can't guess if she's her mother anyway" Alisa half-whispered.
Viona moved her lips, then approached the middle-aged woman. And help to clean up. The neighbors also left.
"Don't bother Nduk. Let Mother alone take care, Nduk will feel disgusted," said the mother.
Indeed it is, Viona feels disgusted especially with the former vomit. But at least he helped to clean up the rest.
Ma'am, go to the toilet for a second. While Viona swept the sick used bed earlier. Coincidentally he never forgot to bring perfume, Viona sprayed it, did not use about until the fragrance burst out and the room was not fragrant play.
"Let's not smell!" inner Viona.
Alisa who noticed the behavior of her best friend, her own smiles occasionally invite her toddler to chat.
"This is really his house?" search for Viona on Alisa.
"Yes, why?" behind Alisa's asking while glancing.
"Smallly small, 3 rooms the size of my toilet in the house" said Viona. "Ups." Closing mouth.
"You are, you are rich, despise people as good as your eels" Alisa said, pointing at Viona's forehead as she retreated backwards.
"Sorry."
"Ready, Mom? when we are ready, we should leave now. Mas Darma pick you up." Alisa immediately asked the readiness of her mother Fatir who had just entered the middle room.
"Here you go, son Alisa. But what's this smell?" said Ms. Afiah while grunting, smelling a strange smell that was fragrant in the room.
"Oh, the smell of perfume, ma'am. Let it be fragrant" said Alisa while carving her smile.
Alisa, Viona and Afiah mom are out of the house. Towards the front who must pass through the alley first.
"What, there's no other way but this?" search for Viona while walking behind Alisa and Afiah.
"There is no Nduk, this is the only way," replied Afiah.
"Oh," Viona's mouth was rounded.
Arriving near Fatir's place of sale, there was Sidar waiting.
''Sidar, I'm going to the hospital first, okay?" bu Afiah approached.
"Oh, yes Ma'am. I was told to sell the same, Mas Fatir." Answer Sidar. Then kissed his mother's hand.
Viona's car brought by Darma has arrived. Viona, Alisa and Afiah are coming in. Without saying much, the car went straight back to the hospital.
Before going to the hospital. In the middle of the road Alisa gives Azam to her sister Alisa, because she must not bring toddlers to the hospital.
Along the way, no one made a sound, everything was silent. Until the car finally stopped at its destination.
Arriving at the hospital. They rush down, Darma as a guide down the hospital hallway, to where Fatir's sister is being treated.
Fatir standing in front of igd. Seeing the mother, he immediately approached. "Mom" led the mother's hand and brought her inside.
Darma asks Alisa and Viona to negotiate very seriously. After Darma spoke at length. Finally Viona spoke.
"alright. Everyone let me take responsibility, put him in first class. Treat the boy to recovery, about the cost I'll handle." Viona.
"Totally Vi? there may be shrimp behind the bakwan." Alisa looked suspiciously.
Both of Viona's eyes glared. "That's it. Try to talk a lot first, tell this news to the doctor who handles it. Let it be handled as well as possible."
"okay." Darma goes to the doctor, followed by Viona and her wife. To take care of everything.
After everything is done. The doctor and Viona chat is over. "If there's anything about the cost issue. Just call me, here's my business card. Please help, doc."
The doctor nodded, then shook hands with Viona and Darma as well as Alisa.
Hesya was transferred to the VIP room, a room that only handled one patient. Fatir began to be confused, why the sister was placed in the VIP instead of in an ordinary place. He felt unable, in an ordinary place to make it overwhelmed especially in VIP which is obviously expensive because it is supported by satisfactory service. He thought, making the young man immediately talk to the doctor who handles.
The doctor explained that the administrative problem was resolved. And the patient will be treated until healed, and will not stop from the supervision of an expert doctor.
Fatir was more astonished, who is the person who has been kind to him? treatment is not now but long term. "Who bears all this doc?" staring with curiosity.
"That bears all this from now on yes it is .. on behalf of Viona Nurulita comrade Mas Darma," said the doctor who happened to recognize Darma who was often back and forth with Fatir.
Fatir. "Viona?" Fatir was silent for a moment, instead of being happy he was confused. How do I pay later? obviously this will be money that is not small and will continue to grow and increase.
"Thank you doc?" Fatir shook the doctor's hand and rushed back to his sister's room. His steps are wide.
After being in the room, he found his sister was being cared for by the nurse, next to him the mother who had a tangled and lethargic face. Occasionally rubbing tears.
Then Netra Fatir's eyes turned to her best friend. He sat on the couch with them.
"You don't have to worry anymore, Hesya will be treated until he recovers completely here. Costs are bearing it. You can keep working, the patient is safe even if you're not here with Mom" Darma said.
Alisa thrust cold drinks and snacks at Fatir. Which is greeted with a nod.
"That's exactly what I want to talk about. Not that I'm not grateful, right. But I'm confused, how can I pay later? I have no guarantees whatsoever, my effort is just enough to eat and the cost of school or education my sisters, even then I have to rack my brain hard so that their needs are met," said Fatir Lirih, occasionally glancing towards the mother.
Fatir's words make the heart that hears him full. "You take it easy, you can think about it later, okay?" darma said while patting Fatir on the shoulder.
Fatir's eyes were fixed on Darma. "Where can I calm down Darma? when today spent 2 3 million. How ahead? what is clear will continue to grow. That's what confuses me."
Hearing Fatir's words like that, Alisa nimbrung. "Mas Fatir wants his sister to be healthy?"
Fatir's eyes moved to look at Alisa. "Of course I want my sister to be healthy who doesn't want to."
"Yes already. Don't think about debt." Alisa Timpal.
Fatir took a deep breath and shook his head. His face seemed to be in confusion.
Alisa glanced at her best friend. "By the way Vi, don't be quiet."
Viona. "By what? yes if you do not want to be helped already ..just now. In front of him I'm backing away."
Fatir gasped at it, then saw Darma preparing to speak again.
"Vi .. Fatir meant, he felt hard to pay later. Not that he does not want to be helped, right now he ... how? you must also understand the Fatir's speech earlier." Darma explained to Viona.
Viona nodded. "OK, here. If Mas does not want to get into debt with me, what if I ... submit one requirement?"
Fatir was astonished by the word, one requirement from Viona and the more he was confused was also curious ....
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