Love After Regret
Obviousness

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"Whose name are you?"

"How old are you?"

"What month is your income?"

"You're married?"

"You have to prepare enough money for medical expenses."

"You'll be on routine medication. I recommend chemotherapy immediately, before the cancer cells spread to other parts of your body" explained the doctor.

Leona's body freezes as the doctor explains about her. What was? What's wrong? What diseases are lodged in her body? Why chemotherapy? Why should I make a lot of money? Money doesn't matter, he's rich. Just for what?

"You have soft tissue sarcoma is a malignant tumor that starts in the soft tissue. These tumors can grow on soft tissue in any part of the body, but generally appear in the abdominal area, arms, and legs. Soft tissue is the tissue that supports and connects structures around the body. Tissues included in soft tissue include fat, muscle, blood vessels, nerves, tendons, bones, and joints," explained the doctor at length.

Leona sculpted on the spot. His eyes began to blur and tears fell on his eyes. His cheeks feel hot holding clear melt that may soon come out abundant.

"For the first treatment I recommend you to do Chemotherapy or administer drugs to inhibit or stop the growth of cancer cells. Chemotherapy is also used to treat bone marrow diseases and autoimmune diseases, such as lupus or rheumatoid arthritis," he said.

Leona could say nothing more. Tears seemed to indicate that his soul was really weak when he heard the doctor's explanation and speech.

"When will I do chemotherapy Doc?" leona asked desperately not to cry breaking in front of the doctor.

"Hurry up and get yourself ready. Because chemotherapy has some side effects that may make some parts of your body weaken. Because chemotherapy shuts down some of the cell tissue in the body so that cancer cells don't spread" explains the doctor.

Leona nodded in understanding. I don't know if this is the end of life that Leona never imagined. At the age of 28 years, he had to suffer from this deadly disease.

She was struggling to find the love of her husband. But this fact seemed to make him give up in the middle of the road. Her husband won't love a sick woman like her. Not even sick did her husband never consider himself to exist.

"I'm sorry Doc." The woman stood up from her seat.

"Yes Miss" said the doctor. "Miss," call her.

"Yes Doc?" Leona smiled looking at the handsome doctor. "Why Doc?"

"Don't call the doctor, just call me Andika" he said, smiling. "Trust every disease there is a cure. You must be healed" he said, convincing Leona.

"Thank you, Dika. I'll just call you brother. Like his doctor a little older than me. Then call me Leona, sister." The woman extended her hand to Andika.

"Yes Leona," she replied.

"Yes already Brother. I go home first" Leona said goodbye.

"Yes Na. Careful," Andika's message while half-waving her hand.

Leona came out of Andika's room. The woman's gaze looked pitiful and empty. He walked down the corridor of the hospital in slow steps. His feet felt heavy to move.

Leona got in her car. She is a woman who works as a designer. The boutique he owned was growing quite rapidly in the Capital. He is indeed a hobby of designing, so when taking education he was deepening his field of expertise by majoring in design.

"How can I fight for my marriage if I also have to fight with this disease?" shiver the woman. Tears flowed on her beautiful cheeks.

Leona drove her car out of the hospital. Along the way the woman cried softly. While trying to convince himself that he will be fine. Many dreams. She wants her husband to love her. They are happy and have children like everyone else.

Leona entered the grounds of their luxurious mansion. In such a luxurious house they just live alone with some work that works in the big house.

"Good afternoon, ma'am," said the security guard.

"Uncle afternoon," he replied. "Please put the car in the garage!" he gave me the car keys.

"Okay Madam," she said.

Leona walked in with wide steps. Like her husband had come because he had seen the man's car in the trunk.

True Leona's guess that her husband had arrived, it was seen that the man was sitting in the garden laughing while talking to someone in a select object that he placed on his ear.

'Pedro, when will you love me? Do you know that now my body is not okay. Me, I'm suffering from a deadly disease. I, I would love to tell you and cry in your arms that I fear death. But it seems, it's impossible because you never thought I existed. Perhaps, you would be happy if you knew I was sick because my suffering would increase. But somehow I can't give up on loving you? The more days my feelings grew and could not die despite being killed by your coldness and harsh words, Leona smiled wryly as she watched her husband laugh freely. With him, the man never smiled.

Pedro accidentally glanced at Leona, apparently the man turned off his phone connection. For some reason, this time Leona's gaze was so different? Like saving something and wanting to say something that is now hitting his chest.

Pedro immediately put the phone in his pants pocket. He stood up and passed by Leona without any intention of greeting the woman who had been his wife for five years.

"Pedro," call Leona.

Pedro's steps stopped. But he did not look at the woman at all. I don't know, he doesn't know why he hates this woman so much.

"What's wrong?" tanyanya cold.

"Have you eaten? I want to cook your favorite oxtail soup. You want?" bargained for. As usual Leona will still offer herself even though she will get the same answer.

"I've eaten" replied the man.

Without saying goodbye, he went straight into his mansion. That is the relationship between the two of them every day. No one knows how broken the relationship is but the two of them and the workers who work there.

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