The Love Revenge of Mr. Alvin

Blood Donation

The teenage girl with the length of shoulder-length hair threw her face to the side. He could already guess that his bud would tell him to donate his blood. Because they happen to have the same blood type.

"Shyifa!" call Bude Nur again.

With laziness Syifana turned to her budenya who had since called her name.

"What, anyway, Bude."

The middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful even though she is half a century old approached the nephew. His hand gently embraced Syifana's shoulder, his lips closing in on Syifana's ear to whisper something to the nephew.

"You can, right, donate your blood? as far as Bude knows your blood is O negative too," whispered Bude Nur quietly.

"No! syifa's blood has been replaced," said Syifana loud make doctors stare confused at the teenage girl in front of him.

Bude Nur released his embrace on Syifana's shoulder and pulled Syifana away from the beautiful Doctor Gevano. After being in a fairly quiet place, Bude Nur let go of their hand.

"Syifa won't help Bude?" bude Nur asked in a soft voice.

Sadly, that is what Bude Nur is feeling right now. Although the man was a nobody, he did not want to see others feel pain or lose their lives due to lack of blood.

"Now, Bude. But not to help the man. He's such a bitch" Syifana said.

The words that had just come out of Syifana's lips made Bude Nur even more sad. The woman turned her body that was originally facing Syifana to turn her back to Syifana.

Bude Nur's vision penetrates the past when she lost her husband in an accident. At that time, her husband could not be saved because he did not get a blood donor.

"Bude, look what's in there?" syifana approached Bude Nur.

When he was next to Bude Nur, he was surprised because next to this hospital there is a Tomb that can be seen from where they stand.

The girl was quite understanding, maybe her budenya remembered her late uncle who had died. Syifa did not know what happened that caused his uncle's life to be lost. But from the story of the mother, it can be concluded that her uncle died from lack of blood.

The middle-aged woman was still silent with a view that could not be separated from the row of tombs that were silent by the darkness of the night. There were only a few lights as lighting around the tomb.

"Okay, Syifa's gonna donate Syifa's blood to that shitty guy. But Bude should not be sad continue," Syifa finally succumbed to her bud.

After hearing Syifa's decision, Bude Nur turned his head and smiled proudly at the nephew. Although Syifa was very upset with the man, but she still wanted to sacrifice for him.

"You're a good boy, honey." Bude Nur hugged Syifana tightly.

The girl returned a hug from her bud no less tightly. They both share their affection for each other. Although they do not live together, they have a blood bond that binds them in one family.

"Bude, can we move?" syifana asked as their embrace slipped.

Bude Nur frowned confusedly. Why would the nephew ask to move from this place?

"Why should I move?" Bude Nur flipped the question to the nephew.

"Bude, aren't we aware that we've been staring at a grave in the middle of the night? what if there's ginger candy?" shifana rengek spoiled.

Syifana's remarks just made Bude Nur even more confused. They have been staring at the tomb ever since. But he did not see any candy in the tomb.

"You're crazy, Syifa. Where there is candy in the grave, what else are these nights. Who wants to take candy there?"

"Bude, I mean Syifa is not real candy. But the hobby of jumping demit that loh," said Syifana whine spoiled.

"Oh, you mean pocong?" bude Nur asked while nodding his head.

The teenage girl, who used to watch horror podcasts on a yotube app on her phone, rounded her eyes. Budenya really idly mention the name of the owner of the rocking jump.

Syifana deliberately fled from her budding snobbery. His slave nights were not at all afraid of that mystical thing. He who has a hobby of watching horror alone feels scared when he is in that place.

When Syifana returned to the IGD room, Gevano was talking to a nurse. The man was heard asking the nurse to help find a blood donor for the patient. Although he was very upset with her, his conscience still thought about the person who was in need of help.

"Please, Sus. Help find a donor for the patient, I will also help find him as much as I can," Pinta Gevan tried to ask for help from the nurse.

"Okay, Mom, I'll try to find. But if Mas has found please tell me immediately," said the nurse with a soft voice.

"Sus, I want to donate my blood. It just so happens that our blood types are the same,"

From behind Gevano, Syifana appears and immediately tells the nurse that she will donate her blood to the patient.

Although surprised because Gevan just found out the blood type of his girlfriend, but the man was a little relieved because Syifana was so good to donate his blood to the annoying man they helped.

"Good, Ma'am. We check first yes, to make sure you can donate blood or not," the nurse told me.

Syifana just nodded her head. Actually, activities like this he usually do every month. In addition to helping people in need, she felt better after donating her blood.

"Come on, Ma'am come with me." The nurse walked to another room.

"Syifa isn't afraid?" Gevano asked because he was worried about his girlfriend.

Syifana's headband answers Gevano's questions. The girl did not like to talk a lot with people who are considered foreign. They are friends, but not close friends who make the two familiar.

Syifana followed the nurse into a special room. This he did for the sake of Bude Nur not for the sake of annoying men who make himself feel upset.

After Syifana's departure, Gevano sat himself in the waiting chair. His tired body desperately needs rest, but does not make himself selfish. He patiently waited, leaning his back on the chair and closing his eyes. Trying to make himself comfortable in that place.

Just as Gevano fell asleep, he was shocked by the voice of a woman who was like a frightened person. Both eyes were open with a wandering look. But he found no one in that place.

"Dam,"

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Hi gays, the author has a really cool story recommendation. The work of Siti Fatimah with the title Snare of the Abused Wife

The bitter story must be experienced by a 20-year-old girl named Princess Varelina. Poor girl who prefers friendship over love that will destroy the three friends.

His life was finally destroyed after he was tainted by his former lover who is now the husband of his own cousin. Can he survive to maintain the fetus that is now a prospective child of his own cousin's husband. And can he struggle to survive the insults and torments of the man who with certainty is not wise to account for his actions.