THE CANCER [ROCK CLIMBING]
Chapter 26's

Part Twenty-Six: Fighting the Stars

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There are things that are most painful besides being bankrupt or cheated on investment. That is when he saw his three children in the hospital at once. For the first time Camara cried hugging his wife, Asti.

Amara is being treated for burns. Fufy got treatment on a cut on his face. Astina was treated for a drug addiction.

Camara does not remember her office duties. Every hour, Camara and Asti take turns caring for their children. When they got the schedule to take care of Amara together, there was something they could not have foreseen before.

Amara said, "I'm sorry, Dad, Amara did it on purpose."

Seeing the burns on her son's hands, Camara could not hold back her tears. Camara cried sobbing covering her face.

Amara lowered her head, enduring the pain. "Me and my brothers just want to see Dad at home" he said.

"Because Fufy's leg wound will heal, Astina's brother was confused to find an idea," said Amara Low, "sister Astina again taking sleeping pills."

Fufy came in and brought some food to Amara's room. "Dad, we just want you to be happy with us without the theatrics" Fufy said.

Since then, Fufy has never seen divorce documents in the workspace Camara or Asti. Their father and mother turned warmer, more affectionate and more attentive to all their children.

Camara spends more time with Astina, although it is no longer as cold as it used to be. Astina is undergoing psychic treatment. In addition, Amara began to return cheerful and more open with everything.

As of now, Amara asked Fufy to accompany her to buy skin care. He said he wanted to take care of himself because of his burns.

"Better night or morning cream?" Amara asked, "both."

For now, Fufy is not interested in the world of skincare. His eyes were focused on the bookstore next to him. Astina's habit declined to him.

"According lo? The money's not enough, tuhe!" Amara put the two creams back.

Fufy Gregetan, put both Amara groceries returned. "There's me. You think your brother's poor?"

Fufy was offended that recently Amara often discussed her income following various online competitions. Fufy thought it was comparable to his income in rock climbing.

Amara's eyes were beaming, "Thank you! It's just today that Amara thinks she has a sister."

Fufy was offended to hear that. Indeed, their previous relationship was not very good. Enjoying alone time may be when delivered by Asti. And in one car, they stopped inventing.

"Sister, do you prefer brother Ardha or brother Ardi?"

Now also Amara began to call him with the call 'sister'. Fufy was happy to hear that. The little thing that made Fufy want to do something big again.

"What if it's Ardi?" Fufy fishing Amara.

"Father. Ardi also fits sister," replied Amara, "yes?"

"But if you like the same guy who does not like being approached by many girls, you should be a girl who does not like being approached by many guys" Amara said in a statement.

For a moment, Fufy stuck. Amara kind of insinuated it.

"I see," Fufy replied and then paid for Amara's groceries.

Without Fufy knowing, behind the reason Amara bought skin care, one of them is because he began to pay attention to himself when with Ardi. It was not uncommon for Ardi to speak while watching his face seriously.

Sometimes, Amara is uncomfortable, sometimes also wrong behavior made. Let their stories not be published. Because, the cold Ardi met Amara who has a cold nature as well.

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"Fufy!"

Ardha and Ali approach Fufy. They were worried because of the matter of Fufy's face wound exposed to drinking water.

Ali assumed, "It's possible that the wound would get worse if exposed to water, Py. I'm going to the doctor for a check-up, okay?"

Fufy. "Too late. Swiping with a towel can also." Ardha looked at Ali cynically.

Ardha painstakingly wiped away the water that had been injured on Fufy's face. Fufy felt even more uneasy about being treated like this. "thank you. I'll wash the towel later" said Fufy.

All eyes were staring at them. Ali stood looking at the interaction between Ardha and Fufy with a veiled face.

"no need. You keep it. This is my towel," said Ardha softly.

No accept, Ali does not want to lose to Ardha. Ali helped put up Fufy's belt. Ardha is too. Ardha did not.there ceaselessly yelled cheering Fufy.

"It has to be Ardha first, sir." Santi spoke, "he's a super strong boy."

No one else berate Fufy. Fufy practiced diligently day after day. It could be seen, the competition between Fufy and Mantra was hot. While Levi who was in the middle of them, watching was relaxed.

Because of course he will participate in the race in Singapore.

Returning to Bouldering, Fufy observed the climbing points. Fufy has big ambitions to reach the top points quickly. It is a little difficult to glue his hands to the holdings.

"Excite, Fufy!" shouted Ardha excitedly.

"Keep it up!"

Mada raised her hand to encourage. "Stay strong!" yelled Ardha back.

Thanks to Ardha as well, Fufy became even more spirit-practicing. Ardha promised him something secret. Another thing, thanks to Ardha also Fufy can more comfortably blend in with a climbing friend.

Next to Ardha, there was Mada who had witnessed the madness of Ardha encouraging Fufy. "Not turned out, too," murmured Mada.

"You wanna join Fufy?" Ardha asked him to joke.

Sontak Mada coughed, "You mean? Making impossible things. Not yet, arrogant claim hers."

Ardha chuckled, "There's a new principle again. Hit the one in the way, stay the one who won't come."

Mada looked at his friend in disbelief. "Gue was astonished, what kind of pellet did Fufy love you, huh, roughly? So my fool," lontar Mada.

"What?" Ardha looked at him sharply, "this is called effort, okay?"

Mada patted Ardha's shoulder. Trying hard to hold back his laughter. "Yes, effort." Mada finally laughed.

"Ardha!" As fast as lightning Ardha left Mada and approached Fufy. His face was already heard Fufy calling out to him.

Mada put on a cengo face again. "I think I should be a bouncer, huh."

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Ardha returns to take Fufy. Vigorously, he also bought a special helmet for Fufy without Fufy knowing it.

Ardha glanced at Fufy through the rearview mirror. "I'm not cut my hair?" ask Ardha.

"Good, really."

Ardha pouted, "Just good?"

Their gazes met as Fufy looked at Ardha as well. Fufy jerked Ardha's back. "What do you want? That handsome? Was it pretty good from the beginning?" Fufy said spontaneously.

Ardha immediately closed the glass of her helmet. He drives his bike at a higher speed.

"Ardha!" fufy shouted in shock.

Ardha was silent with a reddened face, without noticing in front of him there were already a group of Police officers standing guard at the red light.

Kitty!

Ardha almost broke the traffic rules. Nervous, Fufy silently watched the people being ticketed by the police.

Fufy checked the completeness. Helmets already, obey the rules as well already. Bringing STNK?!

"Ardha," called Fufy whispering, "yes?"

The green light appeared, but they Ardha had not yet run the motor. He waited for Fufy to speak.

"Why aren't we being ticketed, huh?"

Hearing that, Ardha immediately launched his motorbike. Get out of that area.

It turned out that in front there was already a Police officer waving his hand towards them. Pimply.

Fufy could have said that in the midst of the police.

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