
Chapters 19. Nadir Point
^^^" Love can come from anywhere, sometimes we desperately want to care, it is not the best!"^^^
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On the way home
Pandu hardened his jaw and massaged his suddenly dizzy forehead. Andik's doctor's words continued to ring in his head.
Makes his brain feel like it's just gonna break.
"The corneal donor can only be from a recently deceased person, and he is willing to give his vital organs to be donated!"
"Because one cornea for one eye, we can't take corneas from a living person!"
" I'm sorry Ndu, can't help you any further!" Ajisaka was sad too. The man spoke while continuing to focus on his round steering wheel. His heart felt tight too.
" If it's a matter of cost, I'll do as much and as I can Ji. Although I myself do not know the picture and the look of the money as much as what it is!" the exchange evaporates the gruffness.
"But you are horrified by yourself, another condition that I may not be able to fulfill!" Pandu knitted his eyebrows while his face looked grim.
Ajisaka swallowed his saliva, he knew the feeling of Pandu. His best friend had never looked as difficult as he was today.
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In the afternoon the head of Pandu increasingly feels dizzy and heavy. He could not stop thinking about the words of the ophthalmologist that made him restless. What about his sister when it's like this.
" Where was it?" Ambarwati put a cup of coffee for her son at his home's simple dining table.
That afternoon, he who saw his son daydream felt the need to ask something. Maybe there was something he could hear.
Pandu suddenly did not answer but he lowered his head. Ambarwati rounded her eyes to realize her son's trembling body. Scouts cry without a sound.
" Why are you, son?" of course Ambarwati was surprised. Never did his son look this weak.
Pandu sighed, he tried to neutralize the sorrow that stifled his chest. " The doctor said there's a way for Ayu to heal Mom. It costs around fifty-five to a hundred million!" he said with a blank look. Nanar stared at the classic table surface of the late father's legacy.
Ambarwati was immediately shocked upon hearing the nominal mentioned by her son. " Mom don't be surprised yet, for what's more surprising I haven't said!" said Pandu added.
" What do you mean?" of course Ambarwati did not understand her son's intentions. And if it's a matter of cost, why would his son cry like that. Definitely not like Pandu his son.
" The doctor said who can donate corneas for ayu is a person who has died and who is willing to donate his corneas for Ayu buk!" Pandu pressed his forehead after saying that. Can no longer think.
He felt his life was really hard.
Ambarwati's mouth agape to hear her son's words. It was the same as Ayu's chances of being able to see getting smaller.
" If the money problem, Pandu will buk business. Pandu will look for even though Pandu must bother Pandu is not a problem. But where do you find people who want and...." Pandu was unable to continue his speech. This is all too hard for his family.
Ambarwati can only cry. The woman was really sad. He squeezed the end of his shirt. He immediately remembered the face of his daughter who was now rarely exposed to sunlight.
" If Pandu can replace Ayu Buk, Pandu wants to be Ayu kayak. Let Pandu who do not need to see Buk. Pandu can't see Ayu so constantly. Even he does not want to talk to Pandu, Pandu so brother is not useful at all for him!" The man hit himself.
Feeling unable to do much. He was upset with his situation. Especially with the person who hit Ayu and did not want to take responsibility until this moment.
The mood of the afternoon suddenly became sad. Ambarwati tried to hold her son's hand which continued to hurt herself.
" It's not like this, we have to be patient. The human in the test will never exceed the limits of his abilities!" Ambarwati blocks the hand of her son who keeps insisting on hurting himself.
Make Pandu instantly speechless.
" We are given exams like this, because we can. We can!" Ambarwati shrunk her tears. His heart aches with all these realities, but rebelling like this is tantamount to doubting the power of the owner of life.
" We're facing it together!"
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The girl went to the kitchen. It's kind of thirsty. Walk as you memorize and mark the source of the sound. His eyes for two years like seeing a white fog that never goes away, his eyes glare when exposed to light. It was even more comfortable to close his eyes.
He overheard all of his sister's conversations with his mother clearly. The conversation that made his heart feel pain.
Just found out if his brother was thinking about him very much, even apparently his brother was trying to heal himself.
Instantly he felt guilty for ignoring his mother and brother. During this time he was too selfish and felt that if he was the one who suffered the most, he felt that he was the only one who got the burden.
"If Pandu can replace Ayu Buk, Pandu would be a Ayu kayak. Let Pandu who do not need to see Buk. Pandu can't see Ayu so constantly. Even he does not want to talk to Pandu, Pandu so brother is not useful at all for him!"
He cried to hear what sounded chaotic. I cry alone without a sound.
Practically, the incident just opened the eyes of his heart. Now he knows his family is as sick as he is. His family also felt the sadness that hit him.
" Sorry Ayu Buk, Maafin Ayuk mas!" He grabbed the edge of his shirt, then returned to his room. He felt slowly until he could finally return to his room with a mixed heart.
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The night before, a disturbance occurred at the residence of Bu Asmah. Precisely in the room two girls who fight each other bathroom.
" Duh Fin, I'm a guest. You're the one who took a shower outside!" Dita grumbling.
" Have a moment, I'd like to spit out my painting!" Sergey Fina.
" You know, from that moment, I didn't take a shower. Now it's my turn to take a shower instead nyerobot only" Dita snorted. He just woke up. He's really tired.
Yes, inevitably Dita waited. Their discussion was only completed an hour later. They both now look fresher and more fragrant.
Tita narrowed her eyes, looking at Fina who was busy with her brushes and canvas. I painted someone's face that night.
" Who's the fuck?" said Dita while rubbing her wet hair with a small towel.
" Someone is heart-wrenching!" fina said smiling.
" Jang easily falls in love with Fin. That would be like Riko!" said Dita while sitting her body on the soft bed.
" You know what!" Fina grunts as hell. His friend did not understand what if his heart was flowering.
" The Riko kept me connected. You blocked all his social media, huh?" ask Dita.
" There's no reason for me not to admit it. My heart hurts Dit!" Now Fina is back in her hone mode. He suddenly remembered Riko's face.
" That's why I'm doing elo. Love is not one that likes. Need balance. Alias likes each other, falls in love with each other. While all this time Elo same Riko...."
Fina's stunned.
Dita is right, all this time she was crazy about Riko. The most popular man often caught his attention. He is also the one who has been too deifying Riko. He also often slaved to the man, even the most valuable thing he had given to the jerk.
Fina sighed as she closed her eyes. Dita's words seemed to slap her consciousness that night.
" I know Dit, I'm the one who's been chasing!" Fina put the brush on the table beside the canvas stand.
Look listless.
" I just don't want you to be heartbroken again like yesterday. You're still upset, don't let you even make other people into the impingement of you Fin. If you know what it's like to be hurt, mending you don't try to hurt you!"
A few seconds quiet. Reviewing each other's words.
" My heart is lonely Dit!" a strip of clear liquid escaped from his clear netra. What he now felt was completely out of his control.
Could it be that his feelings for Pandu were only euphoric for a moment because he forced himself to forget the real Riko was still residing in his heart.
Or is he the one who doesn't hold back?
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