Love That (No) Blind
Part 24-1: The Removed Kittens

[Sara]

Today is my schedule for washing blood. As usual, Sara asked permission to go to the hospital. And as usual, Agam told Sara to go with the driver.

Everything is going normal. Although Sara already knew from Agam about what Mother thought all this time, but Sara did not ask Mother much more.

Asking is also free, I won't tell you anything. All that matters now is to make everything look normal in front of you. And all his worries will go away on their own. Slowly but surely, I'll forget it.

The good news, the doctor said the mother's condition is stable. Not better, but stable. This means Sara can be calm for a while until it's time for Mom to undergo ope constellation trans plan tasi gin jal.

Yes, the other good news is that Mother is being prepared to undergo the acceptance process do nor. Doctors do not say when the exact date, but this process is needed to check once again the readiness of the mother as a recipient do nor.

Just with this news alone, Sara was happy not to play. It's better than nothing.

Sara was in the elevator to get back to where Mom was after from the doctor's room when she saw a child who looked so worried. A girl sitting on her wheelchair in hospital clothes.

Like patients.

The boy continued to look down with a worried look. While the nurse who was taking him more attention to the elevator screen that displays the floor number that is being addressed. I don't know what the kid is looking at.

The elevator is full because there are many people who fulfill it. Luckily, on each floor he stopped, people started to decrease one by one.

Finally, Sara was able to clearly see what the child was paying attention to. A foot was stepping on his Barbie doll's hair. Because the position of the person is in the corner, so he is not disturbed by people who come in and out. So the boy did not take his eyes off the man's feet.

Sara directly advanced to bend her body and crouched down, picking up the doll while raising her head to look at a young man.

“Sorry, Mom. Can you slide a little? Her feet trampled on this,” Sara said as she pointed at the doll the man stepped on.

The man immediately raised his leg. And Sara immediately took the doll and cleaned her hair from the dust. Only after that was it handed back to the boy.

“Thank you, Brother,” said the boy.

Sara stroked her hair and smiled. “Sama-sama. Hope it heals quickly, yes.”

The boy nodded his head with excitement.

The 5th floor, and the boy came down.

Now Sara and the man she had reprimanded were left.

Just smile at each other, without anyone starting to talk. Up to the 7th floor it's time for Sara to get off. Once again Sara smiled before exiting the elevator and parting with the man.

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“You be careful when you go home. Greetings to Agam,” as soon as Mother's message before getting in the car and returning home. Coupled with food for Agam, beef gulai.

Said Mom, “Agam asked to make it.”

Another peculiarity of Agam.

He's not just looking for Mom's cooking. But now sometimes ask for something made by Sara. Yesterday the muffin, before leaving for the hospital, Agam asked for breakfast fried rice.

Imagine, fried rice! Since when did he eat fried rice?

I don't know when he became like that. What is clear is that Agam often asks Sara to make something.

Not something heavy actually. It's just that being surprised isn't playing with these changes. However, Sara took it as a new step.

Doesn't it mean that Mas Agam is a little more trusting of me now?, Sara thought. And if so, her smile had already bloomed sweetly on her face.

Miau, mizue ...

Sara heard the sound of a kitten out of nowhere before she entered the car that was ready to leave. Sara was sure that the shrill, repetitive sound of meowing belonged to a hungry kitten and was calling its mother.

After putting the food wrapper from Mom inside, Sara did not get on top of the car and closed the door, followed by the driver who turned off the car and followed Sara who was frowning peering into the plants behind the car. That was Sara's suspicion.

Sara's forehead twitched when every inch she saw did not show the figure of a kitten. But he didn't give up. Sara kept looking.

After 3 minutes, the kitten was finally found. Not far from the car Sara was riding. The kitten is white with 3 black circles on its legs and back.2 on its front legs, and 1 on its back.

Luckily, he did not leave his jumper in the car. As soon as she saw the kitten, Sara opened the jumper and placed it on her lap. Then, slowly, he lifted the kitten who was probably about 3 weeks old on his lap, then wrapped it with his jumper.

“Lho, saknoe's. Sikile meh telu's. (Lho, pity. His legs are only three),” exclaimed the driver who was behind Sara and from now on came looking.

It does. His feet are only three. Maybe that's why he can't move much. While the mother and her other siblings went nowhere.

Her body is so skinny.

Slowly Sara stood with the kitten in her cradle. Then, he handed the kitten to the driver's sling.

“Bapak here for a moment, yes. Please leave the kitten for a moment. Wait, Sir. Sebentaarr only.”

Sara still kept begging the driver even while he was running. The driver who could not resist the request of his employer could only gawk with a kittens covered in jumpers in his arms.

Sara's been gone long enough. She went to the minimarket just to find her milk and milk bottles. With a breath that was already panting – as it kept running from departing until the return of –, Sara set her breath for a while as soon as it arrived.

Where's the driver?

“Mbak who found this cat, huh?,” asked the man as he turned around and found Sara standing looking at him.

Sara nodded.

Just going to ask the driver where, the man replied again, “The driver's father I told you to go back. So I take care, Ma'am.”

Oh ...

Sara immediately moved to open the milk can and move it into the milk bottle she just bought earlier. Slowly, Sara approached the tip of the bottle to the kitten's mouth.

Rejected at first. Sara did not give up. He gently caresses his head. He took out a little fill in the bottle and then dripped it over the kitten's mouth. The kitten started to taste.

Slowly bring the bottle of milk back together, and this time the kitten will drink it.

“Alhamdulilah ..” says Sara lirih. His smile was now full of relief.

“Let me hold, Ma'am,” said the man.

Sara observed the man after he gave her the bottle of milk. There was a strange feeling when I saw the man.

Where have you ever seen him?

The man remained silent in feeding the kitten while Sara was still trying to remember who the man before her was at the moment.

Height okay, body cool, face two thumbs up lah, appearance can. Tosca shirt. Why do I see guys wearing tosca shirts lately? The first time I met Mas Agam was also wearing a Tosca shirt. What's the season, huh?

“Finally, out too. Satisfied for sure now,” said the man broke Sara's daydream.

“Anu ... In ... it ..” Sara tried to tell the man with her collapsed hand movements. Not understanding, the man looked more confused.

Having almost exhausted her patience, Sara picked up her jumper. “Please hold her kitten for a bit, yes.”

Even with a gawk, the man obeyed.

He took his jumper, then placed it in front of his chest, after which Sara took the kitten and placed it on top of his jumper. Slowly, he stroked the kitten.

“Should be made burp first,” said Sara who was greeted with a nod of the man's head.

Sara looked at the kitten, her left hind leg not perfectly formed. It only grows to half. Not to mention her thin body.

Sara looked around. As long as the kitten shouted, not a single adult cat came close. In fact, Sara was there long enough to carry him.

Is it because he's disabled that he's abandoned?

The cat was calm now. Maybe the feeling of fullness makes him sleepy. He fell asleep after burping. Once again Sara says, “Alhamdulilah.”

It is not possible to be left like that again.

The brain in Sara's head started to argue with her heart and feelings. At a time when his brain was thinking logically because it was worried about the anger of Agam. His heart and feelings could easily defeat him because of his worry for the kitten.

“Lho Mbak, where are you going?,” asked the man.

“Let me take it home only. Pity to be left again. Once every 4 hours he had to drink milk. While the mother was not visible. Tomorrow I take it to the vet to check,” Sara explained.

Without waiting any longer Sara left the man.

As she was about to get into the car, Sara remembered something. “Man in elevator!!”

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Carefully Sara came down the car with the kitten still asleep in her cradle and her jumper still wrapped around her. Seemed calm as he had just been given milk while still on his way home. It was very different the first time Sara found it. With his index finger, he slowly stroked the top of his head.

But, a luxury sports car that belongs to anyone just stopped in front of the house caught Sara's attention. Agam's house is at the end of the road, and ends with an artificial lake surrounding the complex.

Turn wrong? Or lost?

Sara was more surprised at the person who got off the car after that. Taking off his sunglasses, he looked at Agam's house. The guy in the tosca shirt. The man from the elevator!

As the man walked towards her, Sara became more and more convinced that the man was going to head to Agam's house. But for what? His feelings were already uneasy with the questions of the man's purpose to get there.

As soon as the man got closer and stopped right in front of him, Sara immediately asked tightly, “You didn't follow me all the way here, did you?”

The man looked at Sara, then smiled.

Why smile? He's very confident!

“Lho, Den Arya is here, huh?"

Mr. Pardi's new voice coming from inside the house clearly shocked Sara.

The Aryans? Who's Arya?