Port of Love Sang Casanova

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Radit rubbed his face rough. Nada tried to calm her husband and looked at Radit calmly.

"Which, we should pray first. Who knows, we will get a way out of this problem" said Nada. Radit nodded then immediately went to the nearest mushola.

While Grandma Amy and Grandpa Rey were staring at Mira with very sharp gazes.

"Mama's been disappointed a few times with you, don't expect mama will always defend you again if anything happens with Micel" he said.

Radit and Nada were about to make their way to the mosque, but some of the sisters who came out of Micel's ward called the doctor.

Doctor Andre immediately went in the direction where Micel was, before long he came out of the room. Radit looked tense and went to see Doctor Andre who looked a little panicked.

"Hows it? Who will donate blood? Don't slow down the treatment process, pity the patient." Doctor Andre looked a little pushy.

Radit and Nada glanced at each other and shook their heads. They are still looking for a bright spot.

"If there's no answer, we can't do more. We have tried and we also did not find, blood type O Rhesus negative is very rare and we are having trouble getting the trigger," said Dr. Andre again.

Deg, Radit's heart is racing faster. O Rhesus negative? Isn't that his blood type and his father? Mira said Micel's father was dead? So, what does all this mean? Radit clenched his hand. His eyes kept on glazing. What does Micel mean his sister? Then why did Mira cover everything?

Mira seemed to wipe her tears, while grandma and grandpa strengthened each other. The tone? He could only be silent when he heard the doctor's words.

"Take my blood Doc, O Rhesus negative is my blood type" Radit said.

Deg, Nada's heart is relieved. But many questions in his mind, grandma and grandpa also felt the same way. They looked at Mira who seemed to know something.

"What are you waiting for then? Come with the sisters so we can follow up, it's a life, not a toy. Please cooperate," said Dr. Andre seemed a little jerking.

Radit follows some of the sisters and goes through the blood draw process. While Grandma and Grandpa and Nada looked at Mira with various questions.

"You're hiding something? What are you hiding Mira?" Shake Grandma Amy while pushing Mira's body. Mira closed her eyes and sat in the waiting chair in front of the ward.

There was a cry from Grandma Amy and her Mama-in-law as well. Grandpa can't say anything. Is this a bad princess?

Tone grabbed Grandma Anu in her warm embrace. Even the tears of Tone were unable to be dammed. Very heartbreaking, if you know from earlier why Mama-in-law just silent? Does that hate Micel and her husband?

"What are you hiding?" granny Anu snapped again.

"Micel's Marvel's younger brother, he's also the son of Mas Handika, my flesh and blood with him. I've never cheated on you" Mira said amid sobs.

Deg, man,

Grandma's heart seemed to find disappointment in her son. Why never say? If Micel and Radit were brothers, wouldn't everything be okay? Then what is the reason his daughter sacrificed the happiness of her grandchildren? Amy's grandmother couldn't hold her weight, she seemed to stagger backwards. Tone tightly held the grandmother's body and sat her on the chair.

"What makes you commit a crime that tortures your own flesh and blood? Even because your husband is dead, do you deserve to be called a human? Should you be called mother?" said Grandpa with tears. His old body seemed tired when he heard his daughter's words.

Micel and Marvel are his grandchildren? The question made her sick and claustrophobic, because the answer was yes. They were his grandchildren and his daughter hid it.

"Akbar, all because I still expect Akbar," said Mira.

Deg, grandpa's heart suddenly congested. Grandpa seemed to be holding his chest. The tone immediately stood up and supported grandfather's body to stay standing.

Akbar's? Akbar is Mira's lover when he betrothed Handika. So, is all this because of his selfishness? Akbar is nothing more than a depraved man who is no good to his daughter. Then, what is this that he should receive? That way? Is this his fault?

Mira was silent, even after her husband's death it turned out that Akbar betrayed her. Akbar married someone else. Regret is regret. Even to just correct the mistake, Mira was unable to reveal.

"Did you realize your biggest mistake after Handika's departure? Papa just wants good for you, Mira. If it's your other choice, you can go. Micel and Marvel let it be my responsibility" he said, then walked away.

Amy's grandmother was silent, unable to say anything. Clearly, he wanted Micel to come to his senses immediately.

Radit came out of the donor room, while several nurses and doctors who carried 2 blood bags immediately headed to the treatment room. Radit stepped in the direction where his grandmother and wife were sitting.

He heard Mira's words, thousands of regrets raining down on his heart. Regret whack his brain, Micel his real sister? Was he so far away? Radit massaged his pain-throbbing temple.

A little while later, Doctor Andre came out of the nursery. Radit and Nada immediately greeted him.

"How's my sister Doc doing?" tanyakanya.

"We must be ready to accept the possibility, all we have to do now is pray. We medics have done our best,"

Tone closed his eyes, Radit let out a long sigh.

"Thank you Doc, thank you" Radit said.

"We are lucky to get blood on time, may God also give the best results because of the efforts of all of us" said the doctor again. Radit nodded slowly, his lips feeling faint. Not even able to speak, just wishing there was a miracle for his sister.

"Can we go see him?" ask Nada.

"May, as long as it doesn't disturb the calm,"

"Can you two doc?" ask Radit on a regular basis. Making Nada link her eyebrows. The doctor just smiled.

"It seems that if you don't both endanger the patient, you're too tired and could collapse, come in" said the doctor and embraced by Radit.

Radit and Tone immediately enter after washing hands. Radit stared at the pale-looking Micel. Some medical equipment was attached to his body. An invus hose, monitor, ventilator and several other tools were clearly visible in Radit's eyes. Radit closed his eyes.

"Girl, bangulah, how long do you want to be hugged? Brother will be happy to hold you for a long time. You know, we're blood, serahim, we're siblings, too" Radit said as he rubbed the top of micel's head that now appears on the bandage. Her tears are flowing.

Tone rubbed her husband's arm, she was as sad as Radit. Radit stood up straight and looked at Nada. Nada also stood up curled towards her husband.

Radit who felt tightness now lifted Nada's chin, looking for the calmness he would definitely get from his beautiful wife. The tone seemed backwards. Because he is in the wrong room, but the former Casanova does not seem to want to know.

Radit brought his face closer, seeking tranquility by mel*mat lips are always sweet and make himself lulled. Me*yecap and go through each inch until both of them run out of oxygen.

Tone pushed Radit, looking at Radit who was now looking at him with a smile and rubbing his red meritorious face.

"Which, this is not the right place," said Nada looked upset.

"Let me, I deliberately flaunt. Let the chatty girl see, then get up and protest" Radit said.

The tone closed her eyes and scattered her husband's embrace, her tears flowing. Indeed, after her husband's ritual, she also felt comfort and serenity, perhaps the same as Radit felt today.

"Fussy girl, wake up, see your sister-in-law crying. I'll punish you for making him sad" Radit said, wiping tears from the corner of his eye.

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