The End of Two Semesters
Chapter 44 - Naira's Request

Through the results of the test, only the blood type of Mr. Rozak was declared to match the blood type of Hermawan. He has the same blood type as Hermawan. Hospital duty deftly took Mr. Rozak's blood. However, there was still less than one more blood bag for Hermawan.

“Why don't I match his blood with papa, Ar?” santi asked with Arya's embrace. “Papa still needs one more bag, Ar. Who is the same blood type as papa?” said Santi pilu.

Santi let go of Arya's embrace, he walked quickly to her mother, and asked her what her mother's blood type was, she asked her mother-in-law, the same time as her father.

“Mama, mother ... Santi and Mas Arya's blood types are not the same as papa, Santi AB's blood type, Arya A's mas, and O's papa. Just the same father as his blood type, papa still needs one more bag, Ma, Mom. In the hospital is also not there, in the central PMI was also empty. Mom, mom, help papa,” pinta Santi.

“Mama blood type A, San,” says Halimah.

“Mother is also A, same as your mama,” said Arni.

Santi did not know where else to go, he was confused by what his mother said, his blood type AB, his father O and his mother A.

“It should be my blood type A, or O. But, why my blood type, AB?” inner Santi.

Santi thought hard about what his mother said. Maybe his blood type is not in accordance with both parents, even deviated very far. Santi tried to calm down first, he did not want to think about that first, what he thought was the safety of his father.

“Ar, where else should we look? Do you have any friends who have blood type O?” ask Santi. “Pul, Asep, or any of your other employees maybe? Mbak Hani and Assistant all the assistants at home maybe?”

“I'll find out huh, honey? You don't panic.” Arya kept his wife calm.

Arya tries to contact the office, and has her secretary record anyone who has blood type O. And, the answer turns out there are only two people, and that too they are now leaving for out of town to take the study tour, up to three days.

“Nothing, San. There are two, but the person again between the three-day study tour,” said Arya.

“Assistant at home is also absent, Mas? How is this, Mas?” santi said increasingly panicked, when after contacting Hani, asking all his blood type assistants what, and the answer is no blood type is the same as the blood type of his father.

Arya is eager to talk to Santi, there is one person she knows, who has the same blood type as her father Santi. However, he hesitates to tell Santi. But if you don't tell me, where else will you go?

“San,” call Arya.

“Iya, mas,” replied Santi.

“I want to say, but you don't get mad, yeah?” arya.

“Yes, speak up, I won't be angry,” Santi replied.

“There is one friend of mine, whose blood type is the same as papa,” said Arya.

“Who, Mas? Tell who? No matter how much I pay, he asks me what I will do, I promise that, as long as he wants to give blood to papa, Mas. I beg you to contact your friend!” Santi pleads with Arya so she can contact Arya's friend.

“Iya, but she ...”

“Where else is he going? Out of town again? Yes, so?”

“Not, San.”

“Then why, Mas? If he's here, call now, Mas!” pinta Santi pleaded and half forced.

“She Naira, San. There is no way I can contact him, because I keep your feelings, San,” Arya said with a lowered head.

“Contact him for papa's sake, Mas. I beg you, whatever the terms!” said Santi.

“San, I'm not sure the terms that he will ask for are not money or goods, I'm afraid the terms that he submitted various kinds, even to the impact to our wedding, San.”

“Mas, I beg you, papa needs blood, whatever the conditions!”

“I'm afraid he's asking you to stay away from me, then how? I can't, don't bet me or our wedding, San!”

“Gosh ... Oh my God .. It's hard to find something if you're stuck!” said Santi. “Mas, not necessarily he asked for those conditions, right? We don't know yet?”

“Yes we don't know yet, but if he wants that?”

“Mas, call him, whatever the conditions!”

“I don't want to risk our wedding, San!”

“For papa's sake, I beg you, Mas ..” said Santi with his head down, then gathered in front of Arya.

Arya no longer knows what to do, because she does know Naira's blood type O. He used to deliver Naira blood donations to his brother, whose blood type was O. Arya finally complies with Santi's request, she calls Naira, and Naira quickly heads to the hospital Arya told her about.

“We're ahead, don't let mom and mom know Naira's here,” pinta Santi.

Santi doesn't care what Naira asks for, even though he has to lose Arya, because Naira asks Arya. For Santi, the most important thing was his father. He wanted to make up for all the mistakes he had done to disappoint his father.

Santi arrived at the hospital lobby. He waited for Naira to come. No wait until Naira gets to the hospital. He saw Arya, and went straight to see her.

“Who needs blood, Ar?” ask Naira.

“Papaku, Nai. I beg you, give your blood to papa,” said Santi sobbing.

“Yes I know, whatever you ask I will give you, whatever you want, Nai. Tell me how much,” said Santi.

“I don't want money. I want Arya back to me, don't you guys just temporarily marry her?” Naira.

Santi is silent, it turns out that her husband Naira asked for conditions that would ruin her marriage. But, how else, only Naira can donate her blood to her father Santi, the last hope is on Naira. Santi should be able to release Arya, for her papa's sake. Even if he hesitates, whether he's his parents' son or not, he doesn't care. He wants his papa healed, that's all Santi is thinking about now.

“Iya, I accept your request, Nai,” said Santi gave up.

“Gak, San! I'm sure I can find O's blood aside from him!” reject Arya.

“Mas this is an emergency, did you see what the doctor and nurse said? Must be soon, because the operation will be done soon!”

“But not gini dong, Nai! These conditions are not appropriate, Nai!” Aryan Protest.

“If you don't want yes already,” said Naira.

“Mas, I beg you,” said Santi sobbing.

“I love you, San. I can't,” reject Arya firmly.

“I love you too, but what about papa, Ar? Papa needs blood, I beg you to accept this. God gives a soul mate never to be changed, Ar. I beg you, we got married also because of the contract, right? We should have ended it by now, Ar,” said Santi.

“No, San! I don't want to!”

“Mas, I beg you,” isak Santi.

“Have drama? Hows it? If you do not want yes already,” said Naira.

“Iya, Nai. Come with me to the blood transfusion room,” said Santi.

“San, but?”

“Mas, I beg you,” pinta Santi.

For Santi's sake, Arya complies with Naira's terms. He doesn't know why it's this complicated. Naira is escorted by Santi and Arya to a blood transfusion room for blood. When she is done, Naira asks Santi and Arya to see her tomorrow or the day after, to discuss her request.

“I wait for you tomorrow morning!” Naira.

“Naira, are there no other conditions?” ask Arya.

“I know you still love me, Ar. Otherwise, why are you still in love with my life? Wondering who my husband is? The one my father betrothed? Please, if you do not love Santi completely let go, and come back to me,” replied Naira.

Arya sometimes still see Naira's story in whatsApp, facebook, and instagram. Three months ago she was engaged, but why did she ask Arya back to her, when Naira was getting married.

“I love Santi so much! I'm just asking you, can't I? Ask who your husband is?” arya.

“My husband's future is dead, three weeks ago, by accident!” answer Naira. “I wait tomorrow!” naira said then passed away leaving Santi and Arya.

Santi did not want to think about all that, he just thought of his father. He continued to pray, so that his papa operation went smoothly. At first glance he remembered the words of his mother, about the blood type that his mother had, and it was different from Santi. Santi should have the same blood type as his mother or father, but both are different from Santi. His father O, his mother A, and santi AB.

Santi released Arya's hand which was holding her. He ran again, left Arya, and broke into the transfusion room.

“Santi, wait! What do you want?”

“I want to talk to the nurse. You wait ahead, this is important!” answer Santi.

“I accompany.” Santi just nodded and let Arya accompany him.

Santi saw the medical nurse sitting behind the desk. It was the same person who had previously tested Santi. Without permission, Santi immediately grabbed the chair and sat in front of the officer.

“Please, Sister,” assault Santi with a choked voice, struggling to hold back the tears peeking behind her eyelashes. “How is that blood type passed down in our children?” ask Santi.

Patiently, the nurse smiled. Like understanding Santi's unstable condition, because his father was in an accident and must be immediately operated. Although astonished by Santi's sudden question, the nurse tried to explain calmly.

“Blood type has an important meaning in our lives,” said the nurse with easy-to-understand language. “Because blood type is hereditary, proving hereditary. If an accident or surgery requires blood, the recipient or blood recipient must receive it from a donor who has the same blood type. Otherwise it will cause agglutination or blood clots. Donor-donated blood must also be ensured free from infectious disease viruses that harm.”

“If my mother's blood type is A, and my father's is O, how is her children's blood type?” ask Santi.

“Some will inherit the mother's blood type, and some will inherit the father's blood type,” he explained.

“So, chances are 50% blood type A and 50% blood type O?” ask Santi.

“Betul.” The nurse replied, nodding.

“Then why my blood type AB, Sus?” lamented Santi, slowly starting to understand the reality that happened.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you,” the nurse said with a sorry look. “This issue must be further proven, but there is only one answer. You are not the biological child of your parents.”

Santi's body trembled at the nurse's statement. Arya hugged him tightly, Santi cried, bemoaned his fate, who he really was.