
“Tumben Master asked me to pick up from the office? What was? Usually, while in the city, you drive yourself?” ask Andra who was curious why her boss asked to pick her up that night.
Alan did not answer. He closed his eyes, enduring the intense pain in his head. His forehead frowned, he held back so as not to groan.
Andra finally silenced because since then the question was not answered by his boss. Looks like his boss is in a bad mood. Even his boss was seen half lying in the back seat with his eyes closed.
The car had reached the yard, Alan was still sitting quietly with his eyes closed to endure the attacking pain. It hurts his head a lot. It feels like it's going to break.
Inflammation of the brain membrane. Alan recalled the moment the doctor said the pain he had suffered. Usually caused by infection. Kitis condition. Need maximum care because it is an emergency, stage four. Time will not last long. It seems that even treatment will only have a thin effect.
Alan really remembered the doctor's explanation. Why has it gotten so bad just discovered that he suffers from pain? Then the periodic checks he had with the previous doctor were like pointless? Not even the slightest hint of pain was detected by the private doctors in his extended family. Free he paid a great doctor abroad graduates who shaded thumbs up and got many awards from all sides if his achievements were nil.
Alan wanted to replace his family doctor with another doctor, but he was afraid that his father would ask him many questions and eventually the pain was discovered.
Alan did not expect that his age would not be long. Someone who has been told from the beginning that his life is not long and will only last a few months, of course his life is no longer excited.
Alan had imagined he would meet with the angel of life, who would then lead him to a dark lam. Why did his life turn so scary? Currently, Alan is trying to motivate himself to stay alive to live the rest of his life.
“Mr Alan!”
Alan opened his eyes and turned to the source of the voice that called out to him. He found Andra by his side, and the driver opened the door for him.
Alan got out of the car in a slow motion.
“What's Mr all right?” Asked Andra who saw Alan not as excited as usual.
Alan shook his head. “I'm fine.” He stepped towards home.
During this time, Alan always tried to show his healthy body condition in the presence of everyone by hiding his expression while enduring the pain. But, the more he got here, the more he felt unable to hide it.
Alan entered the house and climbed the stairs.
“Mas Alan!” call Anna, the woman sits in the room crossed by Alan. Anna put down the magazine she read.
“Hm,” Alan replied without turning his head. He was enduring the pain in his head. It feels.it hurts so much. He wants to immediately break the body.
“I cooked with Rina earlier, I'm waiting for you for dinner. We're eating together, yuk. Last afternoon I told you not to eat out, so we can have dinner tonight.”
“No. I'mtired. I'm going to sleep.” Alan continued his footsteps.
Anna grunts. She remembers calling Alan this afternoon and asking him not to eat out because he was cooking for Alan. His request was approved by Alan.
Anna chased Alan to the room. She saw her husband laying on the bed and closing his eyes.
“Mas Alan, if you knew you only wanted to sleep like this, you should not have agreed to my request earlier. I was disappointed then. You are now really byebelin.” Anna stood on the side of the bed with both hands crossed on the chest.
Alan kept his eyes closed without responding to Anna's words.
Yes, sweetie. I understand your disappointment. Ma forgive me. Alan's mind spoke.
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