The Love Never Loses

Chapter 97 Has Been Injured Many times

“What should I do? I can't give up now, her mother won't let me and Saka live a quiet life. I don't want that ten year event to happen back to my son,” Words hang on Jesika's head while her eyes still catch Denny's eye gaze.

“Finally you came to me. Beautiful, it's time you came back. I won't let you and my son disappear again.” Denny stared right at the Exquisite black bead, as if casting a spell binding the body before him.

“Master, don't rush out of the room. You should rest, because the blood is taken quite a lot. It is very dangerous if you are not careful, the condition of the master's body is not stable at this time.” A nurse spoke, carrying four blood bags on her hands.

Denny averted his eyes, watching the nurse's speech.

Jesika also followed the pull of Denny's gaze, her heart touched staring at the pockets of blood that were all from Denny's body. But, that sense he was trying to throw it away.

“God, help me one more time. Give me strength, don't be weak, until whenever we can't be together. Isn't that the destiny you've scratched for me and Denny's mas?” Beautiful closing eyes, whispering in the heart.

“Mistress, are you okay?” The nurse stared worriedly at the woman who was standing still, pecking with her eyes closed.

That voice, breaking Jesika's wish begged his Lord. While opening both eyes, caught the unfamiliar face that was already before him.

“Iya, I'm fine,” reply Jesika.

“Mistress, want to see her?” The nurse turned her head to the side, hinting at the person behind.

‘Iya,”

“But, don't take it long, because he needs rest to recover his stamina. He strongly insisted on giving more blood. But it can't, very dangerous.” The nurse stared confidently at the interlocutor in front of her.

“It won't be long, I also have a need,” reply Jesika.

“Please, I have to immediately to the operating room hand over this blood bag,” pass by wide steps.

Jesika again drew her gaze to the face that was waiting for her to say something. Swinging the steps slowly while arranging the heart with the head busy stringing words that have not been arranged, with a raised face menyuyukupannya.

“Master, thank you for your kindness. Just tell me how much I have to pay for all those blood bags. My husband and I will pay whatever you ask for our son's recovery,” Jesika swallowed his coarse salivation after saying, he did not know he could say the words that just flowed in his head.

Denny smiled cynically with his upper lip. Continued to stare intensely at the woman who stood giving her distance.

Jesika tried to calm herself down, with Denny's gaze constantly pointing at her.

Slowly Denny, stood up while swinging a step. His head was dizzy, but he ignored the constant approach, the woman was clearly trembling with her eyes.

“You, want to pay for every drop of my blood?” He said right in front of Indah's face while aligning her height because Indah is low compared to her tall body.

“Iya, I can't accept people's kindness for free,” Jesika is still strengthening her defense, she doesn't want to look weak and challenge her interlocutor's gaze without blinking a single bit.

“I also do not give help for free, money will not be able to replace this rare blood. Go, not this time, I'll tell you what you have to pay for it. I don't need your money, you know that I'm not short of money.” Denny pulled his foot over stepping away from Beautiful.

Unbearable, Jesika's body increasingly shook violently. He bit his lower lip, the liquid clear uninvited back flowing down his cheek.

“This is all your fault, why are you present in our lives. Without you we are happy. Why don't you just disappear forever.” Jesika's voice instantly evaporated, turning her body to look at Denny's back. While sobbing he vented his anger.

Denny instantly stopped his steps, his heart breaking like a mirror breaking into pieces hearing the words that continued to injure him.

“Yes, it's your fault. I regret having lived with you. I'm beautiful, why if I'm beautiful, huh? I want to get away from you, because you don't deserve to be with me. You ask me if I love you? No, I don't love you.”

“Diaam, I don't want to hear your words,” Denny clenched both hands, holding all her anger.

“Whatever you want to say, I'm used to being hurt. I am not affected by your words. Save your strength, because I will still charge every drop of blood that has come out of my body,” Denny continued his steps, without turning the body continuously away leaving Beautiful.

Jesika's body collapsed downward, her cries growing stronger. His eyes continued to stare at Denny's body which had disappeared from before him.

“Sorry, I'm sorry. We can't be together. Your mother doesn't like me, she won't keep quiet knowing I show up in front of you.” Jesika bowed squeezing the strong end of the shirt with both hands.

Outside the operating room, Hendrik looked anxiously while staring at the red light that emanated indicating the operation was underway.

“Om, Hen,” tiny voice heard calling.

Dania walked with Iqbal, approached Hendrik who was sitting down and stared at them coming.

“Iqbal, what's he doing here? More and more popping up people in the past.” Hendrik grumbled in his heart.

“Hei Nia, why are you here? Is anyone sick?” Hendrik pretended to ask as if he did not know Iqbal.

“No, Nia look for papa, he said papa is here,” Replied Nia glanced at Iqbal ascertaining the truth of his speech.

Hendrik would not want to look at Iqbal.

“How are you, Mr Hendrik? Long time we do not meet, about ten years yes if I am not wrong,” Iqbal trying to pull back his memories ten years ago while reaching out to shake hands.

“I am good, and Mr. Iqbal also did not change exactly ten years,” Hendrik stood up and welcomed Iqbal's helping hand.

The two of them threw smiles at each other, and tried to be friendly. While in each heart kept the words that could not be expressed at this time in front of Dania.

“Om Hen, what's also here? Aunt Jesika and brother Saka where?” Nia circled around the view looking for the whereabouts of the two people in question.

“Bal,” heard someone say hello.

The three, spontaneously turned to the source of the voice. Seen Denny, limping foot limp weakly with hands holding the head. Within seconds, the body collapsed on the floor.

“Denny,”

“Papa,”

Iqbal and Dania, running towards the fallen Denny, were unconscious. Hendrik also ran over and helped Iqbal carry on his back, then sat on the bench waiting for the room.

Dania was terrified seeing Denny's pale white face and her lips as well.

A nurse stepped out of the operating room, seeing the patient sitting on the waiting bench also approaching.

“Why he can be here, I ask him to rest in the room. His stamina is not stable from donating blood. Wait a minute, I'll be back, ” the nurse ran to somewhere.

“Delivering blood, why?” he said slowly but can be heard clearly by Hendrik who both simultaneously stared at each other.

“Please, move him,” the nurse came carrying a wheelchair.

Hendrik and Iqbal together moved Denny's body into a wheelchair. Then the nurse pushed him quickly into a room followed by Iqbal and Dania from behind.