The Love Never Loses
Chapter 126 Sanga Mama's Plan

The conversation of Aaron and Jesika can not be separated from a pair of black beads that from the beginning observed the two. The sentence flowing clearly sounded out toward Denny's inner being. Work was not the main thing for him as Jesika thought, but he could not explain even having to dodge for a while.

Denny drew his gaze at Iqbal who was focused on the laptop screen. A smile on Denny's lips found his best friend reliable in all matters.

“Completed,” word briefly glided off Iqbal's lips with a glowing black bead complementing his beaming face like a little child getting a toy gift.

“All sent in email, I'm waiting for your approval. Some companies apply for cooperation, I've chosen a company with exact quotation details.” Say Iqbal with his finger gently pressing the thin screen until it is tightly closed.

“Hem, I will immediately give a verdict after checking it.” Denny splashes his back onto the back of the sofa straightening the spine eliminating the straining sore. The ipad light in Denny's hand grips slowly blackened stopping its activity.

“Alright, relax there are still two more days of verdict we give.” Iqbal also spread his back while closing his eyelids looking for calm there. The days that have been so exhausting both of them are not only physical, the brain is also drained. Naturally both need rest and calm even if only for a moment.

The day crept dark, the sun sank back into the contest the longer the more densely decorated dots of starlight scattered.

The roar of machine horses breaks the silence in the middle of the night as humans drift in the dreamland world. A pair of awake black beads lurked the atmosphere in front.

The building of a magnificent house stood firmly welcoming him, sadness crashing in a dress of anxiety.

The towering gate opened allowing the machine horse to infiltrate slowly. The lights of the magnificent multi-storey house building are not visible brightly welcomed the figure of his presence, only a few dim lights seem to hide behind the curtains one-on-one from each room. It was marked that the inhabitants were calmly springing up in the dreamland.

The long legs slowly step out of the car door, towards the solidly sealed wooden door. A slender hand reached for the iron door holding that felt cold piercing the skin layer of his palm. With a slight boost of power the door staggered back open without presenting a sound.

A pair of black beads observed the situation inside looking lonely with no light that could help guide him. For him no problem, such an atmosphere was indeed anticipated to avoid his presence in the know for a while. It's funny indeed if thought of by him, he as the host must be so hesitant to appear for a moment. But it had to be done even if it was not his wish, the situation demanded to avoid someone he loved and loved very much.

Before arriving, Denny had contacted the guard and the Surtik monk that his return should not be fussed about being asked to be kept secret for a while. Be like an intruder at night in your own home.

Footsteps have brought deep into the house up to the second floor, the black bead continues to lead to a dim light dot decorated from the narrow gap of the room door. Both of his legs stopped straight at the door, he knew behind the door a man he so longed for was lying down enjoying the tranquility of the night. Not feeling a pair of black beads heat up giving birth to clear liquid collected quickly. His mind retreated for a moment a few hours flashed vividly back the powerful hitting event in his heart.

“Story Off”

Denny and Iqbal were still sitting quietly leaning on the sofa with closed eyelids.

“Cklek,” doors open freely without waiting for approval someone set a step into the treatment room. Yes, Denny and Iqbal are still inside Saka's treatment room, doing work from that room.

Slowly Denny's eyelids opened as his hearing clearly heard the heavy pounding of the sole of the shoe towards where he was sitting.

Mama Denny's face looked at her calmly. The gaze was difficult to interpret, Denny straightened his spine and avenged the gaze of the Mama's eyes.

Again, without the need for permission Mama's body landed gracefully sitting on the sofa right in front of Denny. Iqbal was slow to realize the presence of the great mistress, surprised once his black bead opened already staring at the face of the great madam before.

“Nyon,” Iqbal body overreacted while standing quickly continued as it would jump out of the black bead Iqbal big patterned figure in front of him present like an astral creature can instantly appear in a fraction of minutes unconscious self for a moment closed the extremely exhausted black bead.

Regardless of Iqbal's surprise, Mama Denny's presence was so intimidating that the room was hot. In his hand was a brown envelope.

“Splass,” envelope crashed on the glass table has been moved from the hands of Mama Denny.

“What is this ma?” Denny asked in wonder at his mother's purpose.

Denny grabbed the ampole on the table, his black bead observed for a moment and continued to pick up the sheet from inside the envelope. His black bead twitched staring sheet after sheet of paper in hand. The names of Saka Bismantara and Dania Fhalisya Prasetyo are simultaneously printed in thick black.

“What is the meaning of all this, I do not understand,” Denny spoke while hardening his jaw, he realized something was not well planned in his mother's head.

“You really don't understand or don't want to understand?” Mama Denny attacked back with a sharp staring question.

“Sama did not understand,” Denny replied firmly and wanted to know the purpose of the Mama immediately.

Iqbal stared fearfully at the calmness of the great mistress' reaction, a monstrous plan as if vividly drawn on the face of the great mistress.

“Alright, listen and obey,” said Mama Denny arrogantly.

Denny strengthened his heart to hear the sentence that would be thrown out of his mother's mouth.

“That's the medical details of your two sons and your daughter. Mama has made sure everything is safe, and it will be done immediately without having to wait for your permission if you disagree. Mama is also entitled to make a decision because they are the grandchildren and successors of the Prasetyo family. Saka spinal cord is suitable for donation for Dania.” Mama Denny said directly to the problem without having to go around explaining.

“Mama”, this must not happen. Why did Mama do this, they're my kids. There's no way I'm sacrificing one of my kids ma!” Said Denny frustrated to find the unexpected reality of his mother.

“Cruel? Do you think I'll kill my own flesh and blood. They're your children but they're my grandchildren too. Mama's made sure everything's safe, don't you trust Mama?” Tension occurs in the room.

“Can't, there's another way. I do not allow Saka as a donor, Mama saw for herself he was also sick. She needs ma therapy, not giving her marrow,”

“He can do therapy after surgery. He's young, his marrow recovery will also happen quickly. Mama will take him abroad, a best hospital has guaranteed his recovery.”

“Ah... Mama has set that far? Mama didn't think of her beautiful feelings, she was also her Mama. He has rights over his son. Their lives all along were fine without any gaps, after meeting me all changed. I was a misfortune in their lives after meeting. Do not add to my suffering ma, with punishment from their hatred.”

“That is what family is for, helping each other and supporting each other. Dania's dying Denny, are you going to let Nia end up in agony? What's your responsibility to Hanna, huh? Letting Dania just wait for her death to pick her up?”

“Stop, already Ma, stop. Don't talk about this anymore. I disagree, I will try to find another way.”Denny got up from the couch, stepped out of the room.

“Story On,”

Denny's head docked to the door leaf by sticking his forehead. Both of his shoulders trembled, resisting the sound of crying with a strong bite on the lower lip. While the clear liquid flowing profusely spilled on both cheeks decorated with fine feathers grow thick without shaving for several days.

The cry had already tried hard he could bear, but his fragile heart immediately imagined the beautiful face. Right now she desperately needs warmth as a tranquilizer and self-reinforcing. But there was no place to lean for her, only pain and fear of hatred lingered in her heart.

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