
At Cindara hospital, a family panicked after hearing the doctor's explanation. Until they are busy with their own thoughts. How do I get a donor for Afra? considering that people with AB blood type are positive is a step, as the doctor said only 3.4 percent.
"Patients can be visited. But sorry, the condition of the patient who is weak at this time may not be able to be aware within a few hours or can be up to day. We just pray that we can find donors so that the patient's recovery process goes quickly. Then excuse me first." The middle-aged female doctor turned around and left after explaining so.
Umi Afra was no longer able to withstand the weight of her body falling unconscious, fortunately, Abi was quick to arrest his wife and helped Ziran to be moved into the hospital room not far from Afra's room. One of the doctors examined the condition of Umi Irana.
"He is just exhausted and has many thoughts, please do not add to the burden of his mind at this time. Let him recover quickly." Abi and Ziran listen closely to the explanation of the young female doctor who examined Umi's condition.
"Okay, Doctor, thank you." After Ziran spoke, the doctor came out.
Afra's friends and the family do not know what to do. One of them wants to open a voice starts a conversation, but it does not feel right and the atmosphere is not right. Awkwardness limits them.
Zanira herself chose to leave the hospital after learning about Afra's condition. No parting, he just went out of nowhere? He left carrying a sense of anger at his sister, perhaps to calm down.
Ziran returned again to the treatment room his wife left her in-laws after saying goodbye. Her head was heavy thinking about where she could find a donor for Afra. Ah, he better get in to see Afra's critical condition. Rubbing his face weak, occasionally squeezing his hair he decided to go into the Afra treatment room
Chequek...
"Where are you going?" But unexpectedly, Bika held Ziran's hand holding the doorknob, preventing the man from getting out of place. Bika's gaze has always been unfriendly to Ziran since the beginning they met in the forest.
Ziran's intentions of wanting to enter Afra's room were delayed. The ward door was closed by Ziran.
"You need to know that I'm her husband, what right do you have to ask me wherever it's up to!" Sinis Ziran doesn't like Afra's friends. Ziran was not a fool who could not guess the gaze that Bika always gave Afra was the gaze of Love.
"I know you are Her Husband, but ..., "reply Bika hangs up. Ziran stared strangely at Bika who instead gave a smile to her. What was with that young man, instead of him not liking him?
Now Bika's gaze shifted staring alternately at everyone around her. "I know who can help us to help Afra."
Dumbfounded, no one expected Bika's answer to give a hope if Afra could recover and pass the critical period.
"Then say it so quickly! Where can we find the donor!" Of course it was good news for Ziran, but the way he was appointed was wrong because he forced Bika to speak by wrangling the young man's shirt. So impatient.
Why does everyone like to take my time! Is it hard to tell immediately? I'm not a patient person, so don't make my emotions reign supreme and act as you please! Maki Ziran inwardly looked at Bika sharply.
Bika was just silent in being treated like that. In that position his eyes glanced at someone who was sitting in the waiting chair looking restless and his face down since then.
"Whoi, Bika! Don't make people emotional! Tell me who's the guy?" chirps Joy anxious to pinch Bika's head.
"Iyanih, who is it? We will do anything to get a blood donor for our friend, begging us not to pa-pa, Afra's safety is more important!" Mila is excited. He smiled at Debi next to Farsya who also returned his smile.
"Bik, where is that guy?" Debi asked, he was the most patient among the others.
"Yes, we'll do anything!" Reza did not miss joining in line with that, his hand was placed on the shoulder of his girlfriend, Mila. "Yes, right, Beb?" next to Reza's eyebrows go up and down on Mila.
"Yes, dong! Afra can't do anything, even though he was lazy because we didn't want to go to his wedding at that time, he is still our good friend who we have to help." said Mila made Dinda full of hearing him.
"I salute you, you're Afra's best friend." Dinda didn't ask her Malaysian to be understood. But they must understand.
"Heheh, yes dong." Laughter Joy in the other.
Back again on Bika and Ziran.they are still focusing on their respective discussions. Still in that position.
"Don't make us wait!" Ziran growls strengthen the grip.
"Actually we can ask him to help directly to donate his blood to Afra." one of them became more agitated and his face paled because of Bika's words. He looked down and hid the face in the strands of his hair that were on both sides of his shoulder.
"Who's the guy? Where's she?" Urge Ziran. Again Ziran was not a patient man.
"He's here. And the person was ...," Bika's gaze fixed on the person was more intense.
"Farsy."
"Huh?" Suddenly all the shock of hearing the name came out of Bika's mouth. Farsha?
Farsya's heart stopped beating for a moment. A thread of cold sweat dripped from his temple.
"Ah, kidding you is not funny, Abika Pratama! If true Fasya the person must have been from earlier he became the front man who wanted to help Afra without a second thought. He's Afra's best friend." Cerocos Joy denied.
"Oh, so you're saying we're not Afra's best friends? That huh?" Sinis Mila steps on Joy's feet.
"Eh, that's not what I meant. Kan, Farsya was Afra's first friend before us, their friend's automotis were more familiar. Even Afra's parents believed Farsya more than us." Bika's words have a point, even everything is almost right. Afra's oldest friend was Farsya.
"Hahaha, yes? Ah, you are so lucky Farsya." Mila laughs later, until accidentally the reflex hit Farsya's shoulder makes the girl jump in shock. Mila stops laughing and stares at Farsya's strange "You why, anyway? How come it's quiet?"
Not in answer. Farsya.
Ziran's grip on the collar of Bika's shirt is detached and their attention is centered on Farsya.
Mila looked at her friends with a confused look. Just as Bika was about to raise her voice, Ziran held her back with a hand gesture.
"Is your blood type the same as my wife's?"
"No, not me! Not me! Nay! nein! don't hate me!" A hysterical scream came out from Farsya's mouth answering Ziran's question senselessly.
Mila, Debi, Dinda, as well as the three squeaky home children were shocked and stood up from their seats.
"Farsya?" Debi stared in disbelief at what he saw.
"He why brother?" Rizki stared in horror at Farsya who was squeezing her hair.
"Tante is weird!" Reno's comments whispered to her little boss.
"Crazy people!" Shouted Risa hiding behind Dinda. Things get riled up.
"Hush, the children shut up first, don't mess up!" Dinda's sweat was finally followed. Dinda took the three children away out of that different atmosphere.
"Far? You all right?" Bika wanted to take a step forward in the direction. Farsya, but the girl again shouted hysterically.
"Aackh! Getaway! Go there!" farsya screams make the hospital atmosphere crowded.
People docked to the source of the commotion, not only were the other doctors and nurses also taking a look.
"Well, with your friend, why is he such a scared person?" Ask Ziran to Bika. At the back of the deck did not know by the young man.
Farsya stood up from sitting and circling in place and his two hands continued to pull the hair that now looked messy because of it. Every now and then the difference in Farsya's facial expression was like a person who lost his sanity, and also he laughed then shouted at the same time.
One of the three-headed male doctors patted Ziran on the shoulder until the man turned to look at the doctor.
"I'm sorry, it looks like your friend is experiencing a psychiatric disorder due to pressure or something that presses his soul to lose sanity."
Almost all the women there covered their mouths with one hand hiding the shock.
"We need to get her to a mental hospital immediately."
"What!!!"
- To Be Continue