
The next morning Hasbi waited for Fiha, who was still unconscious from his stupor. Hasbi clasped Fiha's hand tightly, while shedding her tears. He still feels devastated, with the doctor's statement last night.
"Fiha, it turns out you have heart cancer. Why did you hide it from me, I lost you so much." Hasbi monologue.
Yunah approached Hasbi, who was turning her back. He immediately gave the rice wrap, which was in his hand.
"This is for you, it seems from last night not to eat" Yunah said.
"Yes Ma'am." replied Hasbi.
Hasbi took the food wrapper, which was given by Yunah. But he had no taste, as was his usual days. Yunah immediately exited the room, leaving Hasbi alone there.
Ali saw his phone, which was sent a message from Hasbi. Hasbi said that Fiha was in the hospital.
"Simply, nothing was sought. Haduh, surely Hasbi will soon know everything." monologue Ali.
Aqila and Ali had reached the hospital, then said their greetings right in front of the door of the room where Fiha was being treated. Aqila and Ali went inside, as Hasbi let in.
"Hasbi, how's Fiha doing?" ask Ali.
"As you can see, he's not conscious yet. The doctor said he was in a coma" Hasbi replied.
"Ali, there's something I want to talk to you about. What exactly, you've known this for a long time?" ask Aqila.
"Yes, sorry for not telling you. It was Fiha who told me to keep this a secret." replied Ali.
"It should be, Fiha did not do this" Hasbi said.
"He did this, because he didn't want to see you sad. He's afraid, when you're worried" replied Ali.
Hasbi ruffled her own hair, while lowering her head under the floor. This time, his palms gripped each other tightly.
"Please friends, there must be a way out" said Ali.
"Yes, my friend, thank you for your support" Hasbi replied.
”So much as Fiha, he must have been tired of enduring the pain. Now he's in a coma, and Hasbi is going to be really sad. I have to help Fiha, make his heart donor.” Inner Aqila.
Aqila came out of the room, along with Ali and Hasbi. It's time for the doctor to come in, to check on Fiha. The doctor exited the room, after a few minutes of being inside.
"Dok, how's Fiha doing?" ask Hasbi.
"His condition is still not improving, he is not aware of his condition" the doctor replied.
The next day, Ali approached Aqila. He was in class alone, because that was how he usually was. Rather than spending time on ghibah, it was better to do more useful things.
"Eh Aqila, would you like to come with me to find a heart donor for Fiha?" ask Ali.
Aqila saw a post, regarding the auction of organs. He immediately showed his phone to Ali's eyes, so that he also read it.
"There's a man who wants to donate his heart. But this uses an auction system, based on the highest price" said Aqila.
"We'll try first, and we'll know the results." replied Ali.
"Yes, I agreed to your idea proposal just now" Aqila said.
"OKAY. I'm out of class now." replied Ali.
At 17:30, Aqila and Ali arrived. Where the place will be held auction. They had deliberately stopped first, to perform the Ashar prayer.
"Come, we'll sit in the front seat." Aqila asked.
"Yes Aqila, so that we can bid first." replied Ali.
Ali and Aqila saw the price tag posted, which was really very high. That one-heart rate was installed, at twenty million.
"Come, who wants to put a price on this?" ask a young woman.
Ali showed me a hand. "Thirty million."
"Is there any more?" ask again.
"Fourty million." replied a middle-aged woman.
"Is there any more?" The woman continued to ask, to find the highest final price.
Aqila raised her hand high. "Fifty million."
"Will anyone add more?" tanyakanya.
"Sixty million." A middle-aged man, until he stood firm.
Aqila began to fret, unable to match the nominal. Fifty million dollars, plans to combine it with Ali.
"Ali, how are we going to get the donor heart?" ask Aqila.
"Right, the price is very high. I was confused as well, what to do. Fiha's condition is getting worse, I'm afraid he won't last much longer." explained Ali.
"I don't have the money to win this auction" Aqila said.
"Yes, let's find another way. At least, we've been trying really hard." replied Ali.
They went home empty-handed, getting nothing from his efforts. But it does not dampen the spirit, in each heart.