
After getting a snow light from Lula, Dirga went to the hospital. Dirga is currently in the doctor's room, having previously stopped by a room where Alika lay unconscious.
“Dirga, sorry I have to convey this.” Doctor Allan paused his words with a deep breath.
“What's wrong with Alika?” asked Dirga who was curious to see the look on Doctor Allan's face that looked so serious.
“Alika has ovarian cancer and is already in a fairly alarming stage,” he explained.
A thin wrinkle was engraved on Dirga's forehead, which was so shocked to hear his cousin's explanation. “But how can, instead of Alika had undergone uterus removal surgery that time?”
“Indeed,” said Doctor Allan accompanied by a nod of the head. “But the hysterectomy surgery Alika underwent did not guarantee that she would be released from ovarian cancer. The operation takes up the entire part of the uterus, which is where the fetus grows. While the ovaries are where the egg and female hormones are produced. Ovarian cancer can arise due to the growth of cancer cells in the ovaries. So even though the uterus has been removed, it still has a chance of experiencing ovarian cancer. What's more over the past year, Alika doesn't pay attention to her health.”
“What is ovarian cancer that can still heal?” A question had just escaped from Dirga's mouth which made Doctor Allan hesitant to answer it.
“To recover may be difficult, but Alika can undergo treatment to reduce the symptoms of ovarian cancer that is felt. In addition, chemotherapy can be done to inhibit the development of cancer cells.”
“Good. Just do your best.”
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After talking to Doctor Allan about Alika's condition, Dirga headed to the woman's treatment room. The owner of the pale face and puffy eyes was still lying with many medical devices attached to his body.
Although hatred had been ingrained in his heart due to the cruel deeds of Alika and Hito, but did not make the man lose his conscience. Alika is still a human who needs help.
Slowly, Alika's eyelids opened. The first thing that came into his view was the face of the man who was legally still her husband, although some time ago, Dirga had dropped a talaq to him which meant that they had broken up religiously.
“Dirga ..” call Alika weak. His eyes were flooded again with tears. Also his eyebrows and forehead were wrinkled like he was enduring the pain.
“Doctor says you have to undergo treatment. About the cost, don't think about it. I'll bear it all.”
The coldness of Dirga's words made the woman unable to say a word. In just seconds the entire room had been filled with heartbreaking sobs.
If you can say then only one, he is sorry! All the crimes committed were like turning against him.
“I don't deserve your kindness after everything I've done.”
Dirga did not reply. He also seemed reluctant to look at the woman's eyes.
"Dirga, I'm sorry!" Alika's hand stretched out to grab Dirga's wrist. However, Dirga immediately took a few steps back.
"Pardon that's not as easy as apologizing, Alika. I honestly can't forgive you. I can come here because Lula asked. So, maybe this is the last time I'll see you."
Alika with deep regret. Greed brings disaster in his life.
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At a cafe ....
Jeff snorted angrily and then sipped a cup of coffee. The crossbred man glanced at the clockwise direction on his wrist. Almost two hours he waited for the boss, but the annoying creature who made the appointment suddenly did not also show the trunk of his nose.
"Fate to be a man!" grunt with folded hands in front of the chest.
His face looked increasingly disheveled as he glanced at the glass door that had just opened, bringing up a man with an innocent smile.
"Why are your faces tangled like that, Jeff." Dirga pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Jeff. Then gave the code to a cafe waiter by raising his hand. "Black hat one yes!"
"Father from where? I waited two hours here?" A question pitched satire that made Dirga glare.
"I stopped by the jewelry store. You're like a woman who craves when invited to meet," Dirga reply casually made Jeff cursing in the heart.
"Jewelry shop?" Jeff's forehead looked wrinkled. "When you go to the jewelry store?"
"Gamen!" dirga spray. "Yes buy jewelry, Jeff. What do you think I want to go there?"
"What do I mean buy jewelry for, sir?"Jeff stared full of probes. There was a smell of worry from there.
Noticing the man's gurgle, Dirga also smiled ignorantly. He still remembers some time ago when Lula and Mama Diana searched him with a number of questions due to Jeff who gave an ambiguous report.
"Make a proposal! Why try again? You know I want to get married again?"
The easygoing answer that made Jeff choke on coffee. However, it seemed like Dirga was getting more satisfied seeing the reaction of his assistant. He even put a super expensive jewelry box on the table, which made Jeff feel goosebumps.
Which woman would refuse a diamond? That thought kept on filling Jeff's mind.
"Oh yes Jeff, please prepare a romantic dinner. Because tonight I'm going to apply ...."
"Can't!" jeff's strangulation made the attention of all cafe visitors point to them.
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