
"What do you mean, Mom? Didn't we agree to do a spinal cord donor?" melisa asked at once wondering why Mahesa had suddenly changed her mind.
"I'm just afraid your health will be compromised because you're doing this. I'm afraid you're okay, baby."
"I'm fine, Mas. Really am! I've consulted with the Doctor about the worst possibility that will befall me after the donation, and said Doctor I only need to be treated for a few days here. I beg you, Mas. I implore you not to refuse this donation" Melisa explained in a clear voice.
"But, Mel-"
"If Mas still insist, then we should not just marry. I don't want a sick husband. Don't you like our daughter, Mas?!"
Mahesa silent a thousand languages. He looked at Melisa's face which currently looked bleak complete with reddened eyeballs holding back the disappointment. It felt, he had no power to hurt anything else until it upset Melisa.
"Mass? Why are you quiet?" melisa asked, the tears began to fall soaking her beautiful face.
"Yes I want to, Mel. For your sake, for Avisha's sake our daughter."
"Thank God, thank you for accepting a donor from me, hyx hyx!" melisa's crying is sounding louder.
"Why are you thanking me? I should be the one to thank you, baby."
Melisa grabbed the back of Mahesa's hand and rubbed the back of her hand gently and affectionately. Even a small smile she gave. How much he loved this man more than anything.
* * *
Meanwhile, at Darius's house. Mira is increasingly demanding for the clarity of her relationship with a man named Darius. They had been living together for too long, but his status was still just that of an ordinary lover.
The woman wanted to be married immediately, especially Darius already holds the status of widower now. Isn't it natural that he wanted that? Married by Darius legally and religiously.
"So when do you want to marry me, Mom. You have become a widower now" asked Mira, welcoming the arrival of Darius who had just arrived at his residence after provoking Mahesa at the Hospital.
"Patience first!" the next moment, walked across the woman just like that.
"Patience?! What else am I impatient, my friend? We're like husband and wife why don't we be legal husband and wife? What is it with you, Mom? You once told me that you would marry me soon if you had divorced Melisa, but until now you have not married me either!" mira shouted, following Darius from behind.
Blug up!
Refrigerator door in hard lid. Darius who had tried to hold back instantly completely lost control. He looked up and looked at Mira's face. His jaw was hardened, his hands clenched in annoyance. The man gripped firmly on both sides of Mira's cheeks, making the woman feel surprised of course.
"I told you to be patient, Mira! You are truly a selfless woman, because you my household is a mess. Because of you I got divorced with Melisa. Now you are asking me to marry you?! Ahahaha! Don't dream, until whenever I'll never do!" darius cried out in wrath.
The sound of laughter sounded so terrifying. Mira of course felt dumbfounded. He only knew the other side of the man he had been living with.
Bruk!
The woman's body was thrown rough until her head hit the end of the dining table before finally landing on the floor. Fresh blood immediately dripped from the temple of his face now.
"Aragh!" yelled Mira later.
For a moment, the woman was silent withstanding the pain in her head. He closed his eyes, not only did his head hurt, but his heart felt more pain than just a cut on the temple of his face. However, he soon mastered the pain. His body immediately rose and stood up straight.
Mira looked at the back of Darius who left without the slightest guilt. He looked around the kitchen, his mind completely lost. The pain he had received had blinded his heart and mind now. His eyes were fixed on the large kitchen knife. Without thinking, he grabbed the knife later.
"You're a real jerk, Darius!"
Bles!
SERIATE
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