The Charm of Love Amartha

The Charm of Love Amartha
Difficult to Talk to Women


"What ever was it?" Vira demanded an answer to a man who was clearly more mature than her. Vira looked at the man inside with a million questions on her mind. The man just smiled.


"Ihhh, who ever did what?" insist Vira.


"That once gave you confectionery, when you accidentally fell while playing at the parlor. You really don't remember?" ask Ricko. Vira shook her head slowly.


"Ah, you were each very small back then, maybe you won't remember," Ricko chuckled.


"Sorry" said Vira.


"Ehm, you mean we're both orphanages and I'm not my parents' son?" vira said shaking, the woman looked at Ricko with a pus. Tears fell straight down her cheeks


"Hey, why are you crying? what's on your mind then? haissh had a hard time talking to women, "Ricko was even dizzy with Vira who even considered him an orphanage child just like her.


"Even if your face is very similar to your mother's, how could you have been taken from the orphanage?" ricko said then he let out a long sigh.


"So I'm not?"


"Yes, not unless your father and mother take you from another orphanage, yeah." Ricko said, Vira hit the man's arm instead.


"Relin!"


"So, instead of being hit, I could sue this hospital because the nurse was careless with a weak patient like me" Ricko said as he stroked his own arm.


"Joking, eh!" continued again. Vira wiped a trace of tears on her cheeks.


"But how do you know if Jojo sir you mean Raharjo, my papa?" vira asked, Ricko just shakes his head. This woman really has a high curiosity.


"Do I have to be that detailed to explain it to you?" Ricko.


"Yes, if you don't mind," said Vira who still took a tissue to wipe her cheek.


"When I met a couple who often came to the house, he often distributed food every Friday, which I knew he was a fried chicken seller, because he always carries a very good fried chicken," Ricko said with a smile considering the events of a dozen years ago.


"Yes, I saw the name of the restaurant in the box where the fried chicken was, and I looked for it when I got home from school" the man continued.


"Then?" Vira is curious about Ricko's story.


"He used to take you to the parlour when he shared food for us, but after some time they just came together, and then they came together, and gradually Dewi and Jojo sir never come back to visit us again, the children of the home miss him so much as I do" said the man who was exploring the past.


"Then?"


"Then, armed with the address of fried chicken in the rice box, I tried to go to the restaurant owned by Mr. Jojo, but unfortunately the restaurant was closed, whether he was bankrupt or indeed changed business I did not know, I did not know, I walked through every stall, restaurant and store in the area, but never found it" Ricko said, looking at the little girl he had grown up with.


"I mean, why do you mean Brother, um .. Why is Brother looking for papa?" vira asked, Ricko holding his chin thinking.


"Because of what, huh?" Ricko throws his eyes at the beautiful woman with his nurse.


"What?" Vira kept pressing.


"Because of what quickly say!" vira said impatiently.


"Ck! why do you want to know that so much, little girl?" ask Ricko while clucking.


"Because Brother is looking for my papa, obviously I want to know." replied Vira who was curious acutely.


"Because of one thing his kindness is firmly attached to my memory," Ricko replied briefly, Vira was confused instead. Seeing Vira's confused facial expression, Ricko continued.


"I saw the shade in his eyes, making me always remember, if one day my life will be useful to others. And one more thing, if other people do good or donate something to us, they must ask for prayer. He said the orphan's prayer mustajab. But not with Jojo sir, he didn't ask for prayers from us, he just said he wanted to eat with us, that made us feel his sincere affection, he gave us a fairy tale when we finished our delicious meal" Ricko explained, Vira sobbed.


He thinks he is a child who is ungodly, others consider his parents as angels, while he considers his parents abandoned him without knowing what difficulties Raharjo and Dewi experienced. Vira covered her face, she was crying hearing what the man who was now getting confused saw the woman crying.


"Hey, why? did I say it wrong?" muttered Ricko.


"Suster Vira, did I misspoke. I'm sorry, I beg you not to cry" said Ricko inching, he would pat Vira on the shoulder but as Vira looked up, Ricko paused his intention to touch the woman. Vira took another few pieces of tissue and wiped her face.


"No, not at all" said Vira accompanied by a sobbing.


"Continue, continue the story of Brother." said Vira again.


"Hey, I'm like a granny reading a fairy tale to her granddaughter" said Ricko trying to melt the atmosphere, but Vira still Vira who will keep asking until she feels satisfied.


"Where do you know that you need a kidney donor?" ask Vira. While Vira as his son also knew it very late, he did not know the struggle of Raharjo and Dewi all this time. If Raharjo is not admitted to this hospital, maybe until whenever he will not know about Raharjo's disease actually.


"That's thanks to god's power. You believed? what we plant is what we reap, for years he spread goodness, and it's time God avenged everything he did by meeting me with Mr. Jojo when he needed a kidney donor," ricko smiled at Vira, the little girl he longed for.


"I met Mr. Jojo in front of the hospital, I accidentally saw him faint in front of the hospital. I was the one who wanted to see a friend, seeing the person I was looking for in front of my eyes in a fainting state immediately helped him and I was surprised when I found out that Mr. Jojo was seriously ill," he said sadly considering his meeting a few days ago with Mr. Jojo.


"I'm looking for everything. At first he refused my help, but at my persistence he finally accepted one kidney from me, and that made me relieved when the doctor stated that the tests we did were suitable" Ricko said.


"Do you know what the risks are of living with one kidney?" ask Vira.


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