
After school Annete immediately rushed into the house. He can't wait to say that he has graduated from school with a good grade. He approached Johan who was leaning on the sofa with a big smile but when his position was close to Johan his smile slowly faded away from seeing the weakly drooping Johan.
"Dad why?" annete asked as he fumbled his father's forehead.
"Daddy sick? ask again.
"Dad doesn't know why dad Nak but dad's ribs are so painful and dad's right stomach hurts dad's nausea and vomiting, too," johan said grimacingly enduring her pain.
"Then we go to the hospital!" take Annete while calling a taxi to take his father to the hospital. While walking Annete approached his shop looking for the whereabouts of Rez's aunt to ask for help guarding the store as well as his home but did not find it. Not finding Rez's aunt Annete back where his father was sitting.
"Where's Aunt Rez's dad?"
"He didn't go in because there was an event, I opened my own store but because I felt unwell, I came here but forgot to close the shop," johan said as she pressed against her painful chest.
"Then Annete closes the shop first." Annete moved back to close the shop and sat down next to his father while looking at the window whether the taxi he had booked had arrived or not.
Moments later he saw a taxi parked on the street in front of his house.
"Let's go, the cab's coming!" take Annete while helping Johan stand up and get his father out of the house. After that he did not forget to lock the door of his house and then bring his father into the taxi car.
"To the hospital sir!" the message.
"Okay ready," replied the friendly taxi driver then immediately drove his car to the destination.
There Annete took his father to the examination room. Doctors performed a CT scan on Johan on suspicion of cancer. After the results are positive then the doctor did a bone scan because the patient complained of bone pain feared the cancer had spread to the bone.
"How Doc, what's my dad sick?" annete asked after the doctor finished his examination.
"Look, man, your father has advanced liver cancer and is also accompanied by cirrhosis so it is very difficult to be cured the only way to be able to cure your father is only with a liver graft but at this time very it's hard to get a person who's willing to donate his heart let alone the cost is quite expensive."
Annete was aghast his body stiffened instantly. "How could my father Doc have liver cancer because all this time my father did not complain of any pain and how could he also cirrhosis my father is not obese."
"Cirrhosis and liver cancer are interconnected, the fact that in your father's liver there are fat attached and liver cancer is difficult to detect because the liver has no innervation so that it makes it difficult to recognize the disorders and disorders that occur, and the liver cancer is difficult to detect, that's why patients with liver cancer rarely feel symptoms unless the cancer has enlarged as it is today."
"How much does it cost Doc, and how do I get a donor?"
The doctor mentioned the nominal that Annete had to spend for his father's transplant cost is about 600 million.
Annete's body trembled, how did he get such a big fee but he would fight for his father to be healed.
"Where are we going to get the donor Doc? Do I have to wait for someone to die to donate their heart?"
"Pendonor hearts can be from the dead or the living from the family can also be provided that it is suitable."
The doctor laughed at Annete's question. "No, the donor will only be taken part of his liver and the liver that is taken will grow back."
"Then I will donate my heart to my father Doc" Annete said, hoping that hospital costs will be reduced if the donor is taken from himself.
"Then come with me!" The doctor took Annete to a room. There are already several nurses who are ready to help check Annete's heart. After completing the examination Annete came out of the room with a gloomy face because it turned out that his heart did not match the father. Annete then went to his father's nursery. The doctor's words were still ringing in his ears as he walked out of the examination door.
"You just prepare the cost of the hospital will help find a donor later if there I will immediately tell you."
Arriving at the nursery of her father Annete immediately sat down limp. The look on his face looked sad so that made Johan could not bear to ask.
"What did Doctor Net say? What's sick dad?"
Annete exhaled softly trying to neutralize his own feelings so as not to look sad in his father's eyes.
"Father got liver cancer Well and must be transplanted as soon as possible," he said weakly. But Johan's expression still looks ordinary.
"It must be expensive, son? You don't have to bear the cost of father let father be like this. Dad's been alive for a long time, maybe it's time you got to go." Actually Johan said like that so that he did not become a burden for Annete but his words made Annete even more sad.
Hearing Johan Annete's words became weeping. "Dad don't say that, if you leave and Annete is the same?" he said it because it sobbed.
"Annete has made a decision, Annete will sell our house and shop for paternity medical expenses" he continued.
"Don't kid if the house is for sale where will you live?" ban Johan.
"On where to stay later Annete think Well later we can contract the important father healed first."
Johan shakes. "Don't kid him if the operation works otherwise you'll lose everything. I don't want you to live on the streets."
"Dad don't say that you have to be optimistic dong will be cured, I don't pity what the same Annete?"
"It is precisely because I love you that my father forbids you to sell our house, let alone our income from there. What will you do if our shop is sold?"
"Later Annete will find work Well important healthy father Annete can be calm."
Johan breathed a heavy breath. "All you have to do is how good," said Johan resigned.
"Yes Well anyway later Annete promises to find a decent contact for father hopefully the money selling the house and shop is still available for our capital to open another business," said Annete hopeful.
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