
After a few days Sania and Arlan are in the same office, and of course more time spent together'annya, the seeds of love sown by Arlan has begun to breed, Arlan, Sania is no longer selfish and she is also not like yesterday who always avoided Arlan, Sania slowly has opened her heart even though she also gave an answer to Arlan,namaun Arlan has been very happy with Sania's attitude that slowly has accepted the effort made by Arlan of course.
Sania didn't expect much from Arlan either? he is also self-aware of his illness which is not easy to cure. Maybe Arlan will suffer if Sania has to accept her love, Sania thought.
When Sania thinks of the words Arlan often says make her head throb, Sania is still not exhausted because Arlan still continues to expect him, even though he also already knows about the disease that Sania suffered.
And this morning Sania had to go back to Jakarta because today there was a schedule she had to check up her health, Arlan who wanted to drive Sania home had to feel disappointed, ' he said, because Sania refused an offer from her male friend.
''I'd better take you to the hospital to check up, ''' said Arlan half persuaded.
''No need, I can do it myself? besides Sania has also booked an online taxi to drive Sania home, Sania explained, then smiled.
''Is that so sich? anyway I've told you from yesterday that I will take you home, Arlan exclaimed withstanding his annoyance.
''Yes Sania's back first?'' pamit Sania, but Sania had just stepped on Sania's arm she had checked.
''Why else would Arlan?'' sania asked and looked towards the arm that Arlan had choked.
With a heavy heart Arlan began to release Sania's arm that he was holding, and Sania immediately entered the car that was waiting in front.
''Quickly return here, '' Arlan exclaimed at Sania, when Sania wanted to close the door of her car.
''God willing, Mas,'' said her slowly and developed her smile.
Arlan could not say another word, dian only returned the wave of Sania's hand, which had now sped out of the inn where Sania and Arlan lived.
Sania leaned her body onto the back of the chair she was sitting on at the moment.
While his eyes set straight forward, actually not a schedule check up for today, but two more days he had to do a check up to find out the usual illness.
Sania closed her eyes for a moment because of the dizziness she was feeling, Sania reached into the bag containing her medicinal medicine, and she also took the water she had brought earlier while still in the inn. Yesterday Sania forgot her medicine because she was busy doing her work 'an deadline.
''What's the name?'' ask the driver who has often taken Sania, because Sania herself is more comfortable with the figure of the driver who is a guardian, with the driver's father Sania feeling the warmth of a father. The driver also tells Sania to call her father if she wants.
The driver is indebted to Sania who was helped by her bebey last month while in the hospital.
The flashback
''Sister? please my daughter, I will pay for all the hospital bills and also the cost of this operation, but please give me some time, because I have to sell my precious asset assets first,'' please be very Mr. driver, call it Mr. Hasan.
''Sorry Mr. Hasan, the hospital has given you time to pay the cost of hospitalization here for 5 days, but until now I only keep appointments that are said from Mr. Father, and now the hospital does not want to give time to Mr. Hasan, explained the nurse who is on duty at the hospital administration.
Sania saw the Father who walked slowly down the hospital hallway, Sania who was moved to approach Mr. Hasan who was standing by leaning his tired body on the hospital wall.
''Father why?'' tanya Sania held the shoulder of Mr. Hasan who had broken on the floor.
Mr Hasan did not quickly answer the question asked Sania, he was still staring straight? looking at the room where the princess was struggling to live inside.
''Father, would you please tell Sania the same story? who knows Sania can help you, said Sania lifting the body of a middle-aged man, and brought him to the waiting chair.
''You don't know what to tell me Miss, you're confused right now? your daughter must immediately be operated, if it is too late you no longer know the fate of your daughter inside, replied Mr. Hasan pointing to the room, where there stands a woman who is the same age as her Mother.
Sania got up from her seat and stepped over to the worried Mother Mother who was standing pacing the door of the room.
''Excuse me, would you rather just sit down? and don't worry anymore yes, Mother's daughter will be in surgery soon, said Sania holding the hand of Mr. Hasan's wife.
''But Miss, I don't have to at all. How can Mother pay her Miss, '' Mr. Hasan's wife's terrace with her bated cries.
''Better Mother pray'a best for the daughter of Mother who is fighting her pain. Then Sania said yes, '' Sania said to go to where Mr. Hasan was, which they had been sitting.
''Let's go with Sania to the administration,'' invite Sania to lend her a hand.
''But Miss, Father has no money at all? earlier, you also asked for leniency to the hospital, but they just refused, said Mr. Hasan Lirih.
Sania trus forced Mr. Hasan to join her to the hospital administration, Mr. Hasan also followed Sania's steps.and right in front of the administration Sania asked the mbak mbak who was guarding there.
''I want to ask the bills for the patients...'' Sania stopped her speech, because she did not know the name of Mr. Hasan's daughter.
''Tara, in Tara's name?'' connect Mr. Hasan with his soft tone.
Administrative officers are looking for bills on Tara's behalf, ''The total of all of them is 70 million Miss, '' said the administrative officer.
Sania gives the card to the officer, and soon the officer returns the card to Sania again. Mr. Hasan who saw could only cry hysterically saw there were still good people who helped him, since then Sania continued to ride Mr. Hasan's car on the grounds of helping the economy of his family. Even though Sania's house has no shortage of cars? but Sania prefers to book an online taxi driven by Mr. Hasan himself.
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