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I don't want to keep thinking about death. But my spirit was eroded when the doctor told me I was no longer. I've been looking for a way to go abroad.

Unfortunately all of that is useless if you can not find a donor, if health can be bought with money, I would have bought it.

"Sorry, no one has been a donor yet."

"You must seek it from your family."

"It can be relatives or parents."

"You must have a brother."

"Your blood type is very rare."

From all the doctors' advice, I don't have one. It's funny because my parents are dead. I'm an only child. Not having relatives.

"Doctor is not God, you don't have to believe." Bude encouraged me when I was first sentenced to the doctor's office.

At first I was stressed, every time crying to blame God to make Ahin confused. But slowly I was able to accept the situation.

God loved me by giving me a warning before death, giving me time to pack up and get everything ready. So that I can appreciate my time and realize a lot of things.

Now, I accept the situation. My eyes are also becoming more open about Wikra. I thought I knew the man very well, apparently not.

He's a caring and warm guy, actually he used to be like that but I was too afraid to approach him. Our relationship in the past was full of misunderstandings.

"Fey, what medicine is this?" ask Wikra when she finds a cure in the bag.

We're packing up to Paris, I don't want to ruin this family event. If Wikra finds out I have an illness, she'll definitely cancel our vacation.

"It's just vitamins, because my head hurts easily."

"Really?"

"Yes," I answered. Lied. We also returned to packing.

After I get home from Paris I'll tell Wikra the truth. Ahin I changed her clothes, the goods are finished packed. He was still sulking because he could not bring Miao.

"Miao's coming, Ma." Whine for the umpteenth time.

"No way, Miao lives in the house. There's Mama Neli who will feed Miao. No need to worry."

The boy seemed to want to cry, his eyes glazed over. He walked to the bed. Drown his face at the edge. His feet keep moving. That is his habit of snoring.

"Where's he lashing out?" ask Wikra worried.

"Let's not papa, but it'll be better." I answered casually.

We finished packing and the waiter helped bring her down, just three suitcases for the three of us.

I don't want to rush, my focus now is to enjoy every second God gives me. Love Ahin and stay with Wikra.

I rolled down the windshield, enjoying the wind in my face. It feels cold to seep into the skin. At the end of my life with the boy and the man I love. It's an incredible pleasure.

Two months into the marriage that I dreamed of, Wikra changed, Ahin accepted Wikra and we became a harmonious family.

I was so focused on seeing the scene that I didn't realize Wikra was taking my medicine. He couldn't believe it when I said that it was just vitamins.

The flight to Paris took about 17 hours, a very long time for Ahin. The boy was fussy to ask to get off the plane quickly.

"You want Papa to tell me about your childhood?" ask Wikra.

"No." Ahin is still crumbling.

"Teliak?"

Ahin became interested, she listened to Wikra's story.

"Papa's gonna yell gini' plane! I'm asking for money."

"Relse money?"

"She asked for money."

"Airplane?"

"No, why do planes give money. If you want to get money, work."

I laughed at their stories, Wikra already knew how to calm Ahin down. They kept telling me stories so I could focus on magazines.

In two days of the new year, we will see fireworks in the Eiffel Tower. That's the holiday destination. Make as many memories as possible as a family.

We arrived at Charles de Gaulle airport at two in the morning, Ahin had slept until Wikra had carried her suitcase with a rolling hand.

"No weight?" ask Wikra. Seeing me having trouble pushing a rolling bag with luggage.

He helped push with one hand, while the other held Ahin. His large tall body had no trouble at all. Unlike me who is short and thin.

"No papa, really. Are we still a long way off?"

We were circling this huge airport.

"No, in front of the immigration runs out it's grabbing a suitcase and we can get out a cab."

It's my first time to Paris, the air here is getting cold. After going through immigration and picking up a suitcase, Wikra asks for a short break to wear a palto and a coat for Ahin.

The boy yawned, his eyes looking sticky. She did not open her eyes even though we were busy putting coats on her small body. It was winter here, it was snowing and hitting my coat when we were about to take a taxi.

The city of Paris looked beautiful, we headed for a hotel close to the Eiffel Tower. When I first saw her, I smiled.

"Is this your first time in Paris?" ask Wikra.

"Yes, this is the first time."

And maybe the last one. I really don't need to regret my life for ever feeling such wonderful things. Never thought at all would be a vacation with Wikra and Ahin.

"I'll take you for a walk until you're satisfied" Wikra said.

I nodded with a smile, so happy that the drowsiness disappeared. We arrived at the hotel at four in the morning. I immediately rested after the dawn prayer. No matter the stuff.

At the time, Wikra was not sleeping. I think he's a hobby. He was calling his doctor acquaintance to investigate my cure. The drugs that will be our quarrel.

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gaes don't forget to throw yahh flowers