The Match is Not the Wrong Address

There's No Hope

Meysa is collapsing. Arriving at the hospital, Reza rushed to his room. Wearing his great suit, do not forget to bring his equipment as an examination support.

"Honey, I'm staying tight. Call Ziya if bosen. Tell nemenin," Reza said to the woman who has now become his wife while touching the top of his head.

"Yes, Honey. Just relax. Give your best efforts to save people's lives." Naya encourages Reza with a smile.

"Sure!" reza rushed to Meysa's room after peeping his wife's forehead.

Reza did a re-examination, starting from the cornea of the eye, pulse, heart rate. Hearing a heavy gasp, he shook his head at the sister who was accompanying him.

Meanwhile, Arjuna continues to ask for clarity on Meysa's parents. Papa Indra-Her father Meysa, stepped closer to him. He patted one of Arjuna's shoulders. His eyes look glassy.

"Meysa's sick. It hurts a lot" Papa said in a trembling voice, his eyes lowered and one hand wiped away the tears in both corners of his eyes.

Arjuna was silent, but his gaze asked for more explanation. Although his heart was racing very strongly. His breathing sounded heavy.

"He has leukemia. Doctor was sentenced 3 months ago. For 2 full months, he diligently did all kinds of treatment. Resist the pain of chemotherapy with various side effects that attack his body." Tears flooded the middle-aged man's face.

Both of Arjuna's knees relaxed, Papa Indra's soft voice was like a lightning strike in his ear. He sat on the floor, his eyes empty. Papa Indra sat beside him.

"However, the last month Meysa surrendered. He said he could no longer do the chemo that hurt so much. Meysa no longer has the spirit of life," continued Papa Indra sobbing.

Juna bent both knees, he cried resting his hands on it. Angry, disappointed, sad, afraid to mix into one. Angry and disappointed that everyone is hiding Meysa's circumstances. Sad to see Meysa's condition lying weak, afraid of her disappearance forever.

"What do you think of me? What do you think I am? Why didn't any of you tell me?" yelled Juna furiously.

"Sorry, all at Meysa's request," Papa said, not daring to raise his eyes.

Reza made sure all the supporting tools Meysa was working properly. Afterwards, Reza exited the room. Stared at him, one by one the people in front of the room were no exception Arjuna who was holding back emotions as well as his face reddened with tears. All the hopeful eyes were now gushing towards Reza.

The man in white, standing straight with both hands in his pants pocket. His gaze scooped, repeatedly he let out a long sigh.

"Sister, how's the condition?" Juna quickly grew impatient to know Meysa's situation. Although angry, still worried about covering himself.

Reza is actually confused, how Arjuna knows his patients. But he did not want to interfere. He was focused on his job as a doctor.

"Meysa coma. I don't know when it's like this. It could be a week, a month, or even die in a coma."

Hearing that explanation Juna clenched both of his hands tightly. His teeth were clenching, his forehead twitching with a stare.

"In a coma, the cancer is still spreading rapidly" Reza said.

"Why not get a spinal cord transplant?" tanya Arjuna growled.

Reza's gaze turned on both of Meysa's parents. They seemed so devastated by this news. "Can't, must find a suitable donor. Especially the blood family or parents," explained Reza.

Juna threw a sharp glare at both of Meysa's parents. As if she could read Juna's anger, Mama Indah wiped her tears that kept falling. "Meysa is not our real child. We adopted him from the orphanage. Both of his parents have died, son," he said increasingly sobbing.

Arjuna's chest was like being hit by a very heavy load. Her breathing is so tight. Both of his hands were clutching his own hair.

"May visit, maximum 2 persons. Excuse me," continued Reza waltz away.

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"Sir, open the door," Rio asked as he knocked on Ziya's room door.

Ziya shook his head, still trying to rearrange his heart, calming down. His hands were busy wiping away the tears on both of his cheeks. Both corners of his lips were attracted by forcefully forming a smile. Then stand up.

Open the door slowly. Rio was still standing there. "Yes, sister," said Ziya trying to laugh.

"No need to pretend in front of Big Brother," Rio said in both of Ziya's eyes.

"Ziya is nothing, sister. Look," elak Ziya.

Rio pulled her in his arms. Gently stroked her hair, "Sorry Brother can't take care of you."

Ziya let go of that hug. "I'm not wrong, why apologize?" he still smiles. Though the eyes of sadness are still clearly visible. "Sister, Ziya wants to see the kids huh," she told Rio. Want to see who else if not catuda squad.

"Yes, careful. Do not go home malem-malem," said Rio shuffled Ziya's hair.

"That means you can go home in the morning, brother?" canda Ziya.

"What?" rio's cry opened his eyes.

"Hehehe .. kanda. Seriously very face-to-face, the uglier you know," Ziya sneered back to pick up his jacket, wallet and snatched his motorbike key. He ran down the stairs until he did not realize that his mother had come home and was busy in the kitchen.

It didn't take long, Ziya had already arrived at the base of his companions' ojek. They have not yet got any passengers. Balru set his feet on the ground, and Revelation cried out to welcome him. "Woy, Zhi? Did you say where you were yesterday?"

"Enmmm ...." Ziya opened the helmet, placed it on the rearview motor then joined the others.

"Yes, where are you, Zi?" the other timpal.

Ziya let out a long sigh, "What matters is that you guys are satisfied, right?" said laugh.

The more sensitive Farid raised Ziya's chin, looking at her bawlingly. "You're crying, Zi? Wh why? Who hurt you?" cecar Farid was worried.

Ziya brushed off the hand of the man who had liked her a long time ago. "Ah don't feel you," elak Ziya looked away.

The five companions then stood around Ziya. Like setting up a protection formation with an interrogating gaze. Ziya was surprised at once confused. "Ka ... What are you doing?" ziya asked back her body.

"Yes, are you crying? Who hurt you, Zi? Tell us. We're ready to chop it up and fry or burn it" Edy chirped with a few fists on his head and shoulders.

"What's my fault? Ziya pan was afraid of the fish. Once again the fish make him keker kek gini keker," he did not accept attacked by his friends. Ziya only shook his head slowly, but talking about fish reminded him again of Arjuna.

"Lah .. lah, cry again him," said Eko.

"Zi? Speaking dong. Don't worry us. Wh why? Did someone bother you again? Who wants another macem with you?" the lash of Revelation touched Ziya's shoulder.

"Again?" yell the other compact.

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