
"Where are you going, Mom?" andini exclaimed when she saw Hendri open the door with an umbrella in his hand.
"I'm going to see Fitri" Hendri replied without turning his head.
"What else do you do, Mom? What else do you want to give him? You're blind, he doesn't want you anymore" he strictly forbade.
"Out of the rain, waiting for hours I think he has something to say, you take it easy, I also know where to put myself." Hendri passed away by escorting a small stick in his hand so as not to stumble while walking.
With a very slow step, Hendri finally managed to find the fence of his house and shouted at the security guard. "Sir, please open the fence!"
Hearing the voice, Fitri immediately turned around and saw Hendri was behind him with only a fence blocked.
"Mas Hen!" his screams looked so happy.
"Fitri," muttered Hendri as he felt the fence looking for the whereabouts of the woman who had just called his name.
"I'm here, Mas Hen." Fitri immediately grabbed the man's firm hand and held it. Unable to stem the tears until they gushed and blend with the rain that soaked the cheeks, did not have the heart to see Hendri's dire situation caused by him.
The security guard hastily unlocked the lock and let Fitri in. The woman also led Hendri to take shelter at the patrol station. Didn't want the man to get sick from the cold air.
From a distance, Andini clenched her hands watching those who met without her being able to prevent.
Fitri increasingly could not help his crying to see the man in front of him. "Mas Hen, why are you torturing yourself like this?"
Hendri, who heard Fitri's sobs, tried to wipe the woman's face. "Don't cry, I give it to you so that I can also feel what you've felt, better like this, I'm willing as long as you don't suffer" he said sincerely.
Both of Fitri's shoulders were shaking more and more, his eyes did not stop spilling clear, slashing circles.
Fitri clasped Hendri's shirt tightly and leaned his head against the man's chest. "I don't want to be like this, Mas" she said in a choked up voice.
Hendri hugged the tiny body with gentleness. "Front, promise me."
"Promise to live a better and happier life with whoever you'll be with, don't mind me."
"I'm fine just to see you happy" he continued.
Fitri immediately shook his head, disagreeing with Hendri's remarks. "I want to give back what should be yours, not let you live without seeing like this, how can you go to work and support your wife later?"
"I don't have a problem living without looking, I won't blame you anymore, I want you to live a normal life as you normally do. This is not how it works."
"No, Mas. I don't want to be like this." Fitri further hardened her cries and hugged the man very tightly. Really feel guilty.
"How's Fitri doing now, Nik?" A weak voice and a pale face looked at Niko who was standing faithfully in front of the hospital window.
"Think about your health problems first before thinking about anyone else" Niko replied without turning her head.
"Fitri is not someone else to me, she's an important person that I have to pay attention to" she replied.
"Then, quickly fight your illness and meet him directly," said Niko Ketus.
Yes, he actually did not want to be too indifferent to his best friend, but he could not stand if Rangga every day continued to think about Fitri without caring about his health.
Rangga this time left the homeland not because of taking care of business, but was struggling with a disease that he suffered in a short time suddenly attacked his nerves.
Do not want others to know about brain cancer that he suffered, to choose treatment in a foreign country.
"When can I recover, Nik?" ask Rangga suddenly.