
Blood donation actions carried out in the area of Pintu-near Cross where the Samudra workshop stands, there is no other role of Laura Jung behind it. It was done with the aim to find a kidney that matches his daughter. And Samudra took part in the action as a donor.
In addition to the same Ocean blood as Charlotte, the health condition of the Ocean is also in a clean and prime state. It is not easy to get this from a suitable person. They have a lot of reproach according to Laura.
That was the time Laura did a similar act. But none of them fit his standards. Until finally he found the blood of the Ocean which he thought was most appropriate and needed. From there he continued to monitor the life of the Ocean, to the weakest and heaviest point of the man. And for Laura it was the jackpot.
The right exchange time without forcing.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
Disinfectant smell stings Ocean's nose. A girl rolled weakly over a gurney with life aids.
Charlotte Wen, Ocean was staring at the girl by the side of her vault. There is a pain that goes beyond just pity. He suddenly remembered Miana. Poor Miana who currently only has one hand.
Laura began to caress her daughter's thin cheeks as they arrived. He straightened his body without taking his eyes off. “It's been one year he's like this,” he said suddenly. “Six months ago he just had a heart transplant. I thought he'd be healed. But apparently, the doctor instead said that his kidneys are also problematic.”
Which mother's heart is not claustrophobic with that fact, and the Ocean knows it well. But the look in the eyes that Laura showed, there was no look of sadness there. She doesn't like tears, it's even for herself.
Charlotte's pale face was gazed at by the Ocean. That girl is a teenager. His future is interrupted by a line that hurts. “Take my kidney as fast as the Mistress wants,” Samudra chirps suddenly. “Do the transplant immediately. I am ready even if I have to do this second too!”
Laura Jung was stunned. Quite amazed even though he could not show clearly. The crowd would fear having their kidneys taken away, but the Ocean was just the opposite. Only paid for with freedom, the young man was already like a Bartolome gift.
...****...
Three months passed.
In the action room of a famous hospital in Jakarta.
Glorien was risking his life and death to give birth to the baby.
Mbok Rum, Lola and Mr. Jo waited anxiously in front of the door of the follow-up room. And Rohan Pascal as usual was just waiting on his throne - waiting for news from Mr. Jo.
“If anything happens to my daughter, even though it has become soil once, I will crush the damn man to the root!” Rohan growling. Anxiety encompassed his stone-like heart - it was strange.
Ever since the news of Ocean's death, Glorien's been getting messed up. His body shrunk thin, black spots around the eyes like a panda. The departure of the Ocean carried nearly a third of his soul, until all that was left was a flimsy piece that floated around. And Rohan never gave him permission to go out let alone visit the grave of Samudra which is definitely in Sukabumi.
Darius visited twice. Bringing with him a sense of responsibility as the father of the Ocean. Although there is not much he can give, but at least he did not lose his hands as a parent. Unfortunately again, he was scammed in and only arrived in front of the gate. The middle-aged man finally came home empty-hearted.
Glo will continue to be trained to forget the Ocean by Rohan. His physical and mental state are at stake. Rohan believes that all will end quickly, if all that is related to the Ocean is removed from his daughter's life without remaining.
Back to scene.
Four hours passed. It's all over.
“Mbok, doctor why long? I want to see my baby.”
Lola and Mbok Rum looked at each other. There was confusion on their faces to answer.
Glorien frowned in wonder. “What's the same with your face?” tanyakanya. But they are still silent. “Pak Jo.” He called the man.
Mr. Jo who was silent from the beginning finally spoke up, “Doctor will come and explain everything, Miss.”
A few minutes later, a female obgyn doctor, who was getting old, entered the room.
Glorien looked at the obgyn with a frown. The doctor's hand carried nothing. “Which baby, Doctor?” tanyanya can't wait anymore.
With his white uniform loose, the doctor was already standing right next to Glorien's gurney. For a moment he looked at each other with Mr. Jo, Lola and Mbok Rum, then ducked back to look at Glorien. At a glance fixing his glasses are fine, he then said, “Sorry, Miss Glo. Baby Miss can not be saved.”
Not unlike the lightning challenging the sky, Glorien bounced off his feelings, hitting something big to smash into pieces. “What did you say, Doctor?" He doesn't believe.
“Ya, Miss. The new child Miss Glo was born with, had already passed away a while after being outside. Female gender. He is affected by your depression. Many vital parts are not functioning even to his breathing.”
Glorien's tears shed quickly and fed the river. He shakes still in disbelief. “No, no way, Doctor! No way! Doctor must be boong, right?”
“I'm sorry, Miss. We are all a team, have tried as much as possible," said the doctor regretted.
“But my son when he was at USG, Doctor?!" Glorien was still hopeful. “Doctor must be wrong!”
With a smile, the doctor explained, “USG is just technology, Miss. And it is man who makes. Everything can go wrong. God's hand can change it anytime.”
Such a plausible explanation still could not be accepted Glorien. “No! No way my son died!” He was hysterical.
Mbok Rum and Lola came forward to give it a win. “Patience, Non. Sabaaar.”
“Lo should be able to accept reality Glo.” Lola chimed in equally grieving. Even though he knew, what he said would not be as easy as running it. Glorien in position ‘better die’. As strong as Lola was not necessarily able to accept it.
“I want to see my son!" Glorien shouted for.
“I'm sorry, too," said the doctor with a heavy heart as if he did not care about Glorien's request. “Then I excuse.” He then passed from the room.
“Doctor! I want to see my son!”
Lola ran out. He could not bear the suffering of his friend. Banishing his body to the floor leaning against the wall while crying sobbing. “Tuhaan.”
Lola, Mbok Rum and Mr. Jo, they're good guys. But life has a price to pay. There was nothing they could do but try their hardest to raise Glorien out of a slump that no matter when time would come to an end.