The Charm of Love Amartha
Vira and Answers
Vira approached with tears.
"J-so papa." said Vira.
Vira immediately hugged his father's body, he clenched tightly to the body of the man who will undergo a kidney transplant in a few days.
"Paaaaa.." - Vira's cry was heartbreaking for anyone who heard it. He could not say anything, it turned out that his father had kidney damage that required him to do a kidney transplant, after so many years he finally found a suitable kidney donor for him.
"Vira," the voice of mama Vira sounded faintly in the ears of the woman who was still hugging Raharjo.
"Why? wh why? why, Paa?" ask Vira.
"I'm sorry papa, Vira .. forgive papa, never give you time" said Raharjo.
"Not that, not that" Vira's tears dripped down the clothes her father was wearing.
"Why are Mom and Dad keeping this a secret?" he continued, he was confused by what was happening now.
"Since when? what is Papa feeling now? whichever one hurts, Paa." said Vira again, she was still crying.
"I'm sorry, Vira. We ignored you for too long, we were busy making money because papa's disease requires us to make enough money" explained mama Vira.
"I'm sorry Vira, Vira is useless as a child, Vira..." Vira could not continue his words.
"Papa must be strong, and I'm sure the transplant will work," Vira let go of his embrace, Raharjo rubbed a trail of tears on his son's cheek.
"I'm sorry Papa ya Vira, you're a good boy, we're proud to have a cheerful child like you, we love you so much, Vira. And there is never any doubt in your heart about it" said Raharjo, Vira felt the pain of hearing the remark, because she had doubted the affection of her parents.
"Enough, Paa..." Vira shook her head, she was still crying.
"Pardon me if you find out this way" Raharjo said regretfully.
That day Vira found an answer to her style over the years. They held each other, hugged and gave strength. It is not easy, but it is not impossible if God wills.
There is no time to regret the days that have passed. Now that they just want to enjoy the time left, Raharjo knows if it is on the operating table then the chances of life and death are 50 percent each. After being satisfied to tell the story, Vira permission to leave the room, giving Raharjo time to rest. The woman closed the door from the outside, she commented a smile to strengthen her heart.
The day was getting hotter, Firlan who was not used to working in the sun felt exhausted. The man flicked the shirt he was wearing on his chest, he took off the hat and wiped the sweat with his hands.
"How many real workers? how can this project be quickly completed while the workers alone are inadequate," Firlan took off the yellow project cap, he fanned trying to bring the wind.
"The building materials that came the feeling was quite a lot, but why are the numbers now living this way? I have to find out," he said again when he saw a pile of materials that reduced quite a lot.
Right now the workers are resting, but not with Firlan, he prefers to go around the project. Seeing the awkwardness, especially what he found. His eyes were glued to a black pick-up car that had been in and out of the project area several times. When Firlan was about to approach the pick-up car a barithon sound surprised him.
"Hey? isn't this a break? why don't you join the others?"
"I saw there was a snake there, wouldn't it be very dangerous if there were snakes wandering around the project? it could have been a poisonous snake and attacked the workers," Firlan looked for a reason why he seemed to be looking for something.
The foreman blew out the white smoke-shaped air and he dropped the opium object on the ground, stepped on it until it died and did not emit smoke.
"It's impossible, for months there's not a single snake that can get in here, all the doors are closed, no animal can sneak in here," the foreman looked at Firlan from level to bottom, Firlan wearing his project hat again.
"They could have been in by the time the vehicle carrying the material came in and out of the project area" Firlan said.
"Go, rest less than 15 minutes, grab some food over there!" said the foreman who ruffled his waist and index finger to one place.
Firlan will not obey what the foreman ordered. He set foot toward the place where the workers took off their fatigue and filled their hulls with water and food.
"Eat, Sur!" said one of the workers.
"Please Bang" replied Firlan. He saw one by one the worker's face, and without realizing it his eyes began to count how many heads were there with him.
Firlan sighed, it was certain that this investigation could last for days. Actually, the workers there were surprised by Firlan's clean white skin, unlike those who were charred because they were too often stung by the sun. However, Firlan said that her mother used to love watching kung fu movies that hit her era. That's why Firlan's skin is pure white.
"Have your eyes been a little narrow, huh? well, maybe my child will look like an Indian, because my wife is pregnant and loves watching Indian movies" said one worker with a little curly hair. They laughed at the man's words.
Satya who was at home was anxious, because the chat he sent from morning had not been replied by Firlan.
"Why, Mas?" ask Amartha.
"Firlan hasn't responded to the chat from morning, I'm afraid something happened to her, Firlan is infiltrating the project and it's very dangerous" Satya explained.
"Sir Firlan must be fine, you must believe that," Amartha stroked Satya's arm.
"Rest, or do I need some warm tea? let your feelings be calmer" said Amartha.
"No need, you will be tired of going back and forth up, the father is also the grandpa..." Satya rubbed his wife's stomach. His eyes were rounded as he got a small kick from inside his wife's stomach.
"You heard me say yes, deck? sorry dad, huh? have made you tired these few days take care of your father," Satya said to Amartha's stomach.
"Yes dad, I'm cured and don't get sick anymore, okay?" amartha said, imitating the voice of a child.
Not long after a call came in on Satya's phone.
"Let me, please" Satya said as she watched Amartha pick up the phone for her.
"How are you, sir?" a woman said as the call connected.
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