A Million Love For Alana
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Ardha came out of the doctor's room after she finished talking to the doctor. His steps gontai towards his mother and budhenya Alana.

“How, Ar?” ask Aninggar and Arofah together.

“Alana must be operated immediately, and she needs blood, because of heavy bleeding,” replied Ardha.

“Is one of the mothers or budhe there the same blood type as Alana? Blood type Alana AB rhesus negative, or maybe Iwan? It seems that if the mother or budah are both rhesus negative, even though from different blood types can donor for AB negative blood type?” ardha.

“Mother of her blood type, A positf, Ar,” says Afrah.

“I and Iwan B positive, Ar,” Aninggar replied.

“Gosh ... I just checked, doesn't match Alana? Then how?” ask Ardha.

“Maybe one of Alana's siblings is the same,” said Afrahah.

Ardha glanced sharply at her mother Alana. Whose brother Alana does he mean? Ardha was curious about what Alana's mother said.

“I mean mother, brother Alana which one?” ask Ardha.

“Alana's parents are still on their way here,” replied Afrahah.

“I—ini? Alana's real parents? Have you met?” ask Ardha.

“Sit, Ar. Maybe they will come soon,” said Aninggar to calm Ardha.

“Budhe, Fatih looks like he's the same blood type as Alana, his papa too, but they're in Jakarta,”.

“You've calmed down, Ar.” Aninggar tried to calm Ardha down.

Ardha continues to pray for Alana, Alana will soon be taken to the operating room. Alana is being prepared in the room. Ardha was forced to sign a letter of approval for Alana's operation.

“Bu Arofah, what happened with Alana!” Devan headed straight towards Arofah.

”Om Dev?”

“Ardha are you here?”

“Iya, I'm here om,” replied Ardha. “Om help Alana, about her blood type AB, right? Fatih too?” ask Ardha.

“Iya, Om his blood type AB minus, same as Fatih,” Devan replied.

“Ah thankfully, means there is a possibility of matching Alana's blood type. Alana's bleeding, Om. He had to have surgery, and needed blood transfusion,” explained Ardha.

“Antar om to blood donor room!” Take Devan, he doesn't care about his goal to see Alana's mother, but he acts to help Alana. “Fatih, you're coming with papa!” bring Devan.

Nadia began to wonder in her heart, she was increasingly convinced Alana was her daughter. Nadia approached Arofah who was sitting next to Aninggar. “Tell me the truth, why did Alana get the same blood type as my husband and son, Ms. Affah!” ask Nadia.

“I'll explain later, Madam Nadia. I'm not out of my mind to see Alana struggling to bet her life. I will explain everything, we pray for our child, yes our child, Alana the biological child of Miss Nadia. Forgive me, pray for Alana, Mom, she has to be strong against everything,” said Affah sobbing.

“Meanway? That alana, Ayleen? Yes so?!”

“Why are you hiding from us? Why are you talking now?! Since when did you know Alana was my son?! Alana is Aylee! Wicked you!” erang Nadia who did not care was now in the hospital.

“Bu Nadia, be patient, don't do this, this is in the hospital. We pray for Alana, we pray that her delivery will be smooth, and there is no obstacle to her operation. Alana needs our prayers, not our debates!” Aninggar.

“You don't understand what it's like to lose a child for twenty-five years? Know what it feels like? Apparently, he's the one who hid my son! How mean is Miss Arofah? Then where was twenty-five years ago when I went to my mother's house, asking where my son, mother saw or not? Where did you hide Alana back then, huh? WHERE!!!!” Nadia grew louder, she screamed, and cried out of anger with Arofah.

“Bu Nadia, please don't be like this, we can talk about all this in a good way, in a family way. We are experiencing a disaster. Our son, lying weak, fighting the pain, fighting for his son, just no more fuss! Please don't be like this, we'll explain everything. Everyone loves Alana, loves Alana, please do not make the atmosphere worse, Mom,” Lerai Aninggar.

Nadia realized that she should pray, asking God, so that Alana was given smoothness in her labor.

“You Ayleen? Alana ... You are Ayleen, you baby mama,” said Nadia Lirih.

Nadia leaned her head, she continued to pray for the smooth delivery for Alana. Nadia looked at Devan and Fatih who had just come out of the donor room. Nadia immediately hugged Devan, and cried in Devan's arms.

“Alana our son, Pa. Alana the Ayleen ..” Alana hugged Devan.

“Mama is calm, huh? Mama must pray, so that Alana's operation is smooth, the baby and his mother are also healthy,” said Devan. “Papa has asked doctors to take care of their DNA tests, to make sure Alana is Ayleen or not,” Devan added.

“So papa already knows?” ask Alana.

“Yes, papa just feels that Alana is our son. That Alana is Ayleen. Like this, papa asked for DNA tests as well,” explained Devan.

“Alana is right our son, Pa,” said Nadia.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Dev,” said Affah. “Alana was the daughter of the father I cared for, when I saw Alana fall off a cliff. This is all the proof.” Arofah gives a box, a place to store evidence that Alana is the son of Naida and Devan.

Devan accepted it, he took Nadia to sit down, then opened the box. Devan and Nadia are shocked to see Alana's belongings as an infant. They remember, still clear their memory, when fell Ayleen wearing what clothes, what hat, and what shoes. Totally same.

Nadia takes her phone, opens the gallery, then looks for a photo of Ayleen's baby, while in the villa, when she wants to go home with Ayleen first before getting into the car. “I—ini right belongs to Ayleen, Pa.” Alan doesn't believe Alana's right Ayleen.

“Iya Alana is your daughter. I'm sorry, I'm selfish, I want to have children, until when I hear there is a search team, and the police will come along with Mr Dev and Bu Nadia, I hide Alana in Jogja,”.

“I brought it. I know the feeling of my sister-in-law who really wants to have a child.” Aninggar begged him according to reality.

“Why do you guys have heart? Why is Miss Arofah this long? Lying to mom and dad?” fatih.

“Bu, why did mom do that?” Iwan asked Aninggar.

“Everything because mom wants little brother mom to have kids. The proof is that your uncle never hurt Alana in the least, we took good care of Alana, with love and affection. Never the least bit of our attention, and my late sister did anything to make Alana happy,” Aninggar said.

“I didn't hurt Alana at all. I love Alana, love Alana, even though she is not my real child, half my soul is in Alana. Even if I can replace Alana now, I will replace her. Even the life of the stakes. I love Alana too much, that's why I'm afraid to tell her who Alana's real parents are. I was afraid Alana was leaving me. I love him, love him like my own son. For God's sake, I'm ticking him, Mr. Dev.” Reveal Arofah with sobbing. “I love Alana very much, my daughter, although not my biological child,” her words are getting smoother.

Aninggar hugged her sister-in-law, she knew the feelings of her sister-in-law, as well as the feelings of Nadia and Devan who had been lied to by Afrah for decades.

“Already, everyone calm down, this problem is talking about later after Alana has finished surgery, after Alana is healthy. Please don't add any more trouble, I ask for your prayers, prayers from Alana's parents, either mother or Om Dev and Aunt Nadia. Alana needs your prayers, strengthen your prayers for the people I love so much. I beg you not to argue first.” Ardha pleaded with sobbing. Devan hugged him, and took Ardha to a seat. All are in prayer, praying in the heart to pray for Alana who is struggling in the operating room.

“Save my son, O God. Ayleen ... Strong dear, we all love you,” Inner Devan.