Trapped in Love Reply to the Revenge of the Mafia
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Zoalva got in his car. Followed by Robin.
"How's the organ problem?" ask her while sipping her cigarette and sitting quietly.
"The west is in need of many masters" replied Robin.
"Do we need to fish for war to happen?" he said it was more precisely asking for an opinion.
"Aren't we at risk with the weapons we're now going to market, sir? I'm afraid, the mobs are breaking into our weapons" Robin explained.
"Ehem you're right. We go straight to the lab," said Zoalva, exhaling his cigarette smoke.
Sales have been made illegal by Zoalva, amid a ban on organ commercialization and the need for clarity of donor identity, transplantation is more complicated. The complexity starts from the matter of donor identity documents, donor compatibility, to organ storage (if it needs to be stored first). The work must be done by a team of doctors and hospitals with adequate facilities. The health risks are big and the costs are huge.—scale hundreds of millions to billions of dollars.
With such a large cost, of course, organ recipients do not want to arbitrarily receive donor organs. In order for the organ recipient to survive, the donor is rigorously selected. It must be known the profile and health, ranging from age, body size, screening (viruses, fungi and bacteria), blood type, antigen reactions, to antibodies. The recipient is also considered the age, type of pain, and other complications suffered. The similarity of blood types alone does not guarantee suitability and success rates. There are still immune factors, namely the body's reaction to foreign objects. This is seen from the reaction of antigens and antibodies.
Antigens are substances that can stimulate the immune response. Antigens on the grafted organ will give a warning to the recipient's body that the organ is a foreign object and there is an attack (rejection). If it is not suitable, it takes more effort and difficult to centralize. Human leukocyte antigens (HLAs) are antigens that determine the chances of successful transplantation. Identical twin brothers have the same HLA. Biological fraternal relationships have a greater chance of HLA resemblance. Therefore, the family is usually more suitable as a donor. Even if the HLA is similar, the immune system of the recipient of the organ must still be controlled so that no rejection occurs.
Heart and lung transplants, for example, should be done immediately after the organ is removed because the shelf time is short. Therefore, it is generally the donor of the victim of the accident or the brainstem dead (brain dead).
Most of the sales of human organs were based on survey data that Zoalva had in the western and Northern regions. There the sales are very fast.
Before selling those organs, Zoalva first did some research. Whether it is worth transplanting to the needy or the organ is dead in the sense that it can no longer be grafted.
It does not just sell human organs. Zoalva also trafficked the humans who betrayed him to the collongmerats to serve as their slaves. The advantages that Zoalva gets are multiplied. Moreover, he could sell a virgin woman, he could earn such a huge profit.
Zoalva got out of the car. He had a special laboratory to store those organs before they were marketed.
"Welcome Young Master" said Keith, a doctor who works with Zoalva.
"How's Keith?" Zoalva went straight into his lab.
"These organs can already be marketed sir" replied Keith. "There are some that I've already tested" he reported.
Zoalva. The man stared at the various human organs that were deliberately stored in a special glass that had a temperature set by Keith.
There is a heart, kidneys, liver, eyes and other human organs are also there.
The man smiled cynically. He likes this job. Hugely. His heart is content when it kills. Very satisfied though. He wanted to show everyone how much fun it was to kill those who had betrayed him.
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Zion's sitting in those creepy iron bars. The rope in her hand was already released by Robin, as she would not be able to escape. Want to escape how, these bars are built very high. Jumping is the same as suicide.
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"Don't scare me," he sniffed. "Try to eat me. If you could?" challenge her
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The serpent was increasingly rustling violently with a loud voice. Instead of being afraid, Zion yawned several times.
"Aisshhh, why is my stomach hungry?" he rubbed his stomach which was indeed hungry. Haven't eaten since last night.
The place where Zion was locked up was nothing but plain land as its floor. The girl sat on the ground like a child. He was looking like he was looking for someone.
"If this is how I can starve to death," he lamented a long sigh. "Sister, we'll meet soon. I miss you, brother" he said staring at the top ceiling.
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Zion didn't even care about the loud whirring of the snake beside her. He's resigned. Even if the snake wants to devour his body, please Zion no longer care. Doesn't his life mean nothing to anyone? So what's he surviving for.
The girl daydreamed while contemplating her fate. Born without a mother. His birth was not wanted by his father. In fact he was hated and tortured every day and was considered as the son of the unlucky bearer who caused his Mother and Brother to die from his misfortune.
"Why was I born?" ogre. "When am I happy? Apart from Dad's entrapment. Now I'm a prisoner of a horrible, shitty man" he breathed his coarse breath.
"Excuse me Miss,"
Zion was shocked when someone called her name. Suddenly the girl turned to look at a handsome man who was carrying a tray in his hand.
"Ehhhh Sir," she exclaimed.
The man opened Zion's iron bars padlock. Soon he came in and carried the tray in his hand.
"Are you hungry for sure?" said the handsome man.
Zion nodded quickly. He's really hungry.
"Eat," the man placed a tray of food and a glass of water in front of Zion. He crouched down to equalize his height with Zion sitting down.
"Sir, is this how I die without pain?" zion asked to take the food.
The man chuckled. "Ehem, if you want. Please," he said.
"Alright because I'm tired of living. I just eat yaaa. Better to die of satiety than die of hunger" he exclaimed
Zion devoured the food quickly and looked impatient. He was very hungry and even his stomach felt unfulfilled due to his whack of hunger.
The girl ate without caring about the gaze of the man in front of her. All he thought about now was his stomach being filled. Although maybe after eating he will die immediately. Ehhh Zion doesn't care, isn't dying better than living aimlessly like this?
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