Love of Antarctica
Chapter 30
Motorcycle racing arena crowded, massive championship fight for victory to be embedded the title of the number one motorized gang head of the district. Club guests present enliven the race atmosphere. In front of the starting line arena Dendra insisted his motorcycle glanced at the opponents who were not less formidable. Zen resigns seeing his opponent is Dendra, he does not want him to consider himself to be an enemy like the events of the past.
Peace lifts the spirit of the red and white flag. Zen gave his helmet to Pak Adih and then stood waiting for Dendra to race in the race arena. The ringing sound of Zen's cell phone is inscribed with the name Lembayung. She was excited about the fun to the point of jumping into thinking the woman was calling because she was looking for him.
“Finally after so long my love is reciprocated!” zen's mumble pressed the green button.
Inside the voice call
"Zen, did you see Dendra? Kinan's dying, I want to ask him to find a heart donor, hiks"
Tutt-t-t
"Den! Lusty!"
Dendra runs into the arena holding Dendra who will drive a vehicle. The whistle and the signal of the match began to be delayed seeing the presence of Zen which ruined the event.
“Hey look out lo!” the figure of the man in the black jacket clawed long.
“Ndra department si Kinan again critical, Lembayung ask you to find a donor Heart__”
Brumm, brumm_
Flags in the air, whistles in the sound of all the participants of the race forwarding the vehicle. Dendra drove along almost to hit Zen who was still beside him. He was the head of an elite club gang that couldn't possibly just back out of the arena. Along the lines of the race, Dendra's heart and mind are not calm thinking of his best friend Kinan and his love for the Lembayung who is in need.
His feelings have not been avenged until now all the love letters are floating away without any reply. The man in the black jacket propelled his motorcycle a little more attached to Dendra's motorcycle. He was forced to keep his distance so that no accidents would happen. The first position in the sharp corner path was sat by the man in a black jacket. An impatient Dendra immediately ended the game speeding past him.
The game stopped without a winner. Zen saw from the audience screen that the man who was very cold was cheating. Dendra was rushed to the hospital, along the way he hoped before closing his eyes could see Lembayung's face.
“Hold yes Ndra, soon we arrive!”
“Zen, I can no longer, Please record my voice this__”
“Ngak Ndra, our fight is not over yet. You must be my most responsible opponent to fight over Lembayung!” zen panicked.
“Please on record, i__”
“Ndra!”
“I, uhuk. I Dendra Dirgantara today stated that I am willing to donate a heart for Kinan Jatijaya. I say this without any coercion element then__”
The recording was stored on a Zen phone witnessed by his secretary Pak Adih. He hasn't been to the hospital yet, but he's gone forever. His breathing stopped, Dendra died just before declaring his great love for the shade.
“Dendra!”
Right on that day Dendra's heart was used as a donor for Kinan. The operation lasted three hours.
“Who is the one who donated his heart? Where's dendra?” ask the director to Zen.