The Bridge of Sin

Between Surprise and Getir

...There comes a time in life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book, or just close it...

...There are advantages and disadvantages in each person, what needs to be done is to solidify the advantages we have instead of lamenting the shortcomings that exist....

Stevan was lying on a hospital bed. Today is his schedule for treatment. And here he is, lying on a bed with a machine shaped like a tube on it.

The doctor gave him an explanation there. In five minutes, Stevan will actually undergo this chemotherapy. The files in his office are enough to make him dizzy indeed.

Not because he couldn't finish it. But the tumor in his brain is growing. It seems that the medicine prescribed by the doctor is not very effective.

Stevan's been gone since this morning. The clock now shows twelve o'clock in the afternoon. When the doctor gave him instructions, a nod brought Stevan's body into the tube. The only thing that enters is the head, because the problem is the head.

Inside the machine started working. The combination of feelings that he felt was completely unable to explain through words. Sometimes he clutched the place where he lay.

In the treatment it was on the sidelines of his two closed eyes. Samar he started seeing someone there. This shadow, as well as that body, Stevan stared fixedly at him.

The bully stopped right in front of him. The man didn't turn around, he just stayed there. Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds later the figure of the man before him turned to look at him with one smile.

"Dad...Daddy?" Screeched Stevan while rounding his eyes. I can't believe he's back to seeing his father who's not here.

"Stevan!" His father replied, Mr. Drew.

Stevan ran towards Mr. Drew. For God's sake, it's so happy to see his presence here. If it's a dream, Stevan doesn't want to wake up. Let him stay here long enough, he misses his father very much.

"Daddy, how are you?" Ask Mr. Drew. But the middle-aged lung man simply put his big palm over the top of Stevan's head, rubbing it.

"My son is tall enough!" replied Mr. Drew while watching Stevan closely.

"Daddy, are we dead?" Stevan asked her again. There Mr. Drew was again made to smile.

"No son, you're alive. I only met you for a moment, because your way here is open a little. Will you talk to me for a moment?"

That question doesn't need any real answers. Because, Mr. Drew must know that his son really wants this meeting.

"Why don't Daddy, if Daddy asks me to stay here then I'll be here. When have I ever violated or rejected anything Daddy asked for? Never was!" Stevan said.

"All right, let's talk for a moment!" Said Mr. Drew again. Stevan nodded, and they walked among the white space.

The hallway and the sky were white, there was white smoke beneath their feet. The clothes they were wearing were also white.

Stevan was wondering in his head. Are they crossing death. That's a pretty common question open up. Regarding why this room is white, also their clothes are the same as the image of humans who come to the creator.

"Have you taken good care of your brother, Stevan?"

One question from his father that instantly made Stevan silent. He sat there standing still. For a moment he stared fixedly at the God Room who was also looking at him with a smile.

"Sister's relationship with the world, Daddy's bittersweet! I can't explain it to you. Because if I tell it, it'll make me very sick. I'll cry later!" Stevan.

"Son, take care of your brother! In the meantime what you see is good. Not entirely going to be good. People are different, we never know. When and where a good man will turn evil."

Wait, why is his father saying such a code to him. Stevan hopes that when he opens his eyes later, he will remember what Old Drew told him.

"Daddy, these words from you make me so excited. Are you trying to tell me something, Daddy?" That question made Mr. Drew smile.

As his consciousness gathered, he was again reminded of chemotherapy. Apparently, the treatment is over. And now he's lying right in the infirmary.

A nurse beside him stood up while looking at him. When Stevan turned to look at her, the nurse smiled. He offered Stevan a medicine and a glass of water.

Stevan took it and drank it. When the glass was clean and the medicine in his hand was exhausted. The sister also saluted the spirit so that Stevan was again eager to run the treatment.

His father's shadow is still clearly recorded in his head. Meeting her with her father at that time was a sign.

Today, Stevan was given an answer from a person who had been dead for quite some time. It was an answer given directly to him, from Mr. Brad Drew, the best military and spy in America.

Stevan and Bella are both great detectives. The three spies used to work very well to satisfy Americans of all their abilities.

No one doubts their analysis. Their abilities are no doubt.

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Elsewhere, Brian is cooking something in his kitchen. The drama he did made the entire occupants of the house disappear for an instant. Themo and Rey, they must have been very disappointed in what Brian did earlier. Those two humans were the subordinates Brian trusted the most.

Just him, Tasya and the five bodyguards here. Tasya, who was sitting at the dinner table, looked at Brian like a boss.

Tasya was very happy to receive all the treatment of Brian warm to her. That man really became a good man to her.

Tasya also did not expect, apparently Brian he is very good at cooking. He didn't even let Tasya touch the spices there, Brian just told him to sit down. And the food that Tasya wants will be presented just like that by him.

While Tasya behind him was filled with happiness Brian honestly there was filled with emotion, it was heavy to do this to Tasya.

Pieces of vegetables that should be cut small. He cut it a little big, really this charade is enough to torture him. Brian hoped things would end quickly.

Half an hour later, the aroma of Brian's cooking began to pour out. Brian turned off the stove, poured his cooking into a bowl. One portion for Tasya, and she would just shut up and look.

"It's ripe, please eat Tasya!" Said Brian while giving his soup to Tasya, he put it right in front of Tasya.

The smell of the soup was fragrant, delicious. Appetite anyone who kisses it. Tasya grabbed the spoon in the bowl, tasted it. Then his net looked back at Brian at this moment.

The man was looking at her, it made Tasya meet a little. To be honest Tasya really still did not believe that this would happen.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Brian asked in surprise, because Tasya was there looking at him with a smile that did not dim.

"Because I still can't believe you're gonna treat me so well." That answer made Brian slightly clench his hand.

But soon Brian again showed off his friendly smile to Tasya. Brian grabbed Tasya's one hand, clutching it.

"If he who's there is so brave and so easy to throw me away, why can't I?"

A very happy answer made Tasya even happier. Incredibly, the plan went as smoothly as it seems. No obstacle came to thwart the plans and conspiracies between Tasya and Nami.

A couple both played their part. A cunning conspiracy that comes crashing down on their relationship in an instant, forces the two of them to act in an earth theater with a scenario that is not always on their side.

...There are many things that we do not want to leave behind in this life but all must have an end in accordance with His terms...

...There is no way it will be treated, suffering from this heartbreak. Unless he wants to come back to live with me again...