The Little Doomsday of My Heart

Ovarian cyst

Alya saw and read clearly how they exchanged words. Kaffa used the same way that Kaffa conquered his heart first. Plus his friend, Malika. With so spoiled Malika expressed her love and desire to Kaffa.

Alya's mind was filled with many questions. Whatever happened when he came back to the village. Alya controlled himself for a moment and went back to seeing the other messages.

Order number two is Anggun, his close friend as well. Still accompanied by sobs, Alya opened the message. Alya also chose to read their message from above. At first Alya only get a few ordinary messages, but the more down, Alya's eyes widened to find photos of their togetherness. Alya knew that it was the village where Anggun lived because Anggun had once shown her beauty to them. Waterfalls, plantations, hills, all they visit together. Alya's body grew even weaker when she saw one photo that showed them looking at each other so closely. Against the backdrop of green and beautiful hills, Kaffa's hands are circular at Anggun's waist and Anggun's hands are coiled around Kaffa's neck. There are other photos as well that show Anggun leaning cordially on Kaffa's shoulder.

Alya's feelings are getting worse, he cried more and more so. With her hands constantly shaking, Alya did the same. He captured the image of the whole Graceful message.

"O God, what is this, what you want to show me. Malica.. Graceful.they are all my friends, I consider like my family" said Alya lirih.

Without seeing the other messages, Alya switched to WhatsApp. Her chest grew increasingly tight and aching, plus the lower part of her stomach that blatantly gave rise to pain, but with the remnants of her strength Alya tried to find a person's number.

Malica.. Alya sent all the pictures of the message he had saved earlier to Malika.

Gracefully.. Alya also sent all the pictures of the message he had saved earlier to Anggun. Asking them for an explanation of all that Alya had seen.

brukkk. Alya fainted unconscious.

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Somewhere...

Malika and Anggun who found the message were very shocked. They are both very angry. In their hearts they wondered where Alya could get access to Kaffa's Instagram account from.

Their minds were filled with fear. Alya knows everything. The two of them tried to contact Alya many times but her phone died. Their minds are getting messed up. Thinking about how Alya is doing now. Given Alya has a disease that could endanger his life. At the same time they contacted someone. Kaffa.

Kaffa who knew it showed a different attitude. He looked relaxed and saw everything. For a moment Kaffa remembered, indeed he had borrowed Alya's mobile phone and he realized it was possible that his account access was still left there. Kaffa tried to explain to both.

"Quick change your Instagram account password !" pinta Malika at the end of the phone.

Malika and Anggun are increasingly unable to sleep. Even until the morning they could not contact Alya.

Somewhere else..

"Mom, as well as mother take the mother's son to the city. Because the equipment there is more complete. The mother's child must be treated immediately because she has been unconscious for too long" the health care doctor in Alya village asked her mother.

That morning, it is not usually Alya has not come out of the room because he always woke up early to help his mother's kitchen work that will go to the rice field. But when his mother entered Alya's room to wake him up, how surprised he saw Alya was lying unconscious and was so pale as a corpse. Alya's mother kept patting Alya on the cheek hoping her son would come to his senses, but the reality was nil. With such great concern, without a second thought his mother immediately brought Alya to the health center because it was the only place for treatment there.

"Yowes Ma'am.we go to katha saiki ! You will rent prau karo Pak Gatot kanggo nggawe luwih cepet" said Mr. Alya rushed away.

"Your mother, we're in town now ! I'll rent a boat to Gatot so it's faster"

In the hospital..

With tears that never stopped, Alya's parents always prayed for him. They could only see his son behind the glass. I hope Alya is okay.

"Alyas.. Alya sing strong Yo nduk" said Alya's mother with sobs covering her face.

They rushed up from their seats when they saw the doctor and several nurses coming out of the room.

"How long has the mother's child fainted ?" ask doctor.

"We don't know for sure doc. We only realized this morning when we wanted to wake her up, because we thought she was still sleeping" Alya's mother replied, crying.

"We had to do a biopsy to take a sample of her ovarian cyst tissue, we had to examine it in the lab immediately. Hopefully this cyst is not cancerous as it is on its pay*dara. We also saw his stomach acid rise frequently" the doctor explained.

"What doc ? Ovarian cysts ?" asked Alya's mother with Kaget to make sure what he heard was not true.

"Yes Miss ovarian cyst, we did an ultrasound to confirm it"

"But my son is still a doc girl"

"Mom.This condition can occur in any woman who is still experiencing menstruation. From puberty to menopause everything is possible. Moreover, the mother's child has done tamoxifen chemotherapy to treat her pay*dara cancer. Tamoxifen can cause lumps in the ovaries and even have a higher risk. This is the cause now the mother's child's body actually has complications and has ovarian cysts as well" explained the doctor.

Hearing that Alya's mother's body drooped limp. Her husband tried to lean her on the chair they had been sitting on.

"First drink, Mom"

Instead of taking a bottle of drinking water given by her husband, Alya's mother actually cried so badly in her husband's arms.

"Father.." Alya's mother's voice grew louder.

"When Alya did chemotherapy sir. Why don't we know about that. Why did he do that when the mother had banned him sir" said Alya's mother sobbing.

"Wess Ma'am. The important thing is now that we think about Alya's condition" her husband replied trying to calm down.

"Mom is going in !"

Both entered the room. They were both sitting next to Alya's bed. They stared at Alya's pale face which was now lying limp. Alya's mother took her son's hand and continued to kiss him.

"Knopo kok ora crito Karo mother nduk" said Alya's mother by continuing to cry holding her son's hand which she put on her face.

"Why don't you ever tell me about mommy son"

"You must be sane !" continued.

"You need to get well !"

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seriate..