
Jesika stared weakly, the man who was approaching his steps towards the operation waiting room.
“Jes, are you okay?” asked Hendrik worried about seeing Jesika let alone crossed Denny's shadow which suddenly fell unconscious, curiosity overpowered him.
“Hem, how is the operation?” Jesika answered briefly without wanting to talk much, and chose to ask about the operation process of her son.
“Still walking, you rest in Saka's room. Later after the operation is completed, I will notify.” Hendrik said softly and attentively to the girl before him.
“No, I'm here only. I want to always be close to my son.” Speak by throwing a blank stare at the tightly closed operating room while landing your back on one of the neatly arranged benches in the operation waiting room hallway.
“Alright, I won't force you.” Hendrik also drew a gaze towards the operating room together sitting and leaning his body on the bench.
“Hen, we are unpretentious? Don't like me, let alone love. You will suffer as much as those who love me and love me. Let me tell you, my parents died first, after the only brother I had. Then he tried to give me his love, but I couldn't keep it either. I will not be able to have her love, now my son, and my second life is also hurt by my love. Fate is written no one can love and love me, they all suffer and will leave me.” Without taking a look, Jesika said pulling memories of the life he had lived.
“I can't lose you and Saka. I'm like a dependency on you two. All this time I felt, you two were mine that I had to take care of and protect. My heart hurts, if you both suffer, you're happy, I'm happy too. I think this feeling is more than a sense of friendship. If it says love, maybe it is. I've been in love with you since our college days and when we worked together. Until I was hurt during my love, it could not be said because the one who could be closer and accompany you was only a friend. I accept, it's better that way than me away from you two.” Hendrik spoke slowly and stringed words representing his feelings trying to give understanding. Fear of rejection that locked him away all this time, he put aside. It's time, even in the wrong circumstances. Jesika expressed her feelings, she also did not want to miss the opportunity to express her feelings as well.
”Hen, I'm sorry for tying you up and taking advantage of the kindness you've given. I'm so selfish. You just hate me, while there is an opportunity,” Clear water also returned to accompany Jesika's lethargic face.
“What do you mean, don't say you want to repeat the mistake ten years ago,” Hendrik caught the face of the girl sitting next to him.
“I don't know, my decision ten years ago was right or wrong. But I don't regret it. If anything happens to Saka, I won't be able to live. I better really get out of this world,”
“Saka will be fine, he's a strong boy. You don't act stupid,”
“What's he doing Hen? My son is ten years old, has to undergo this and the success of his operation is also at risk. Can he live a normal life? No one can guarantee.” Jesika let out a cry covering her face with both hands.
“Hey, hey don't be pessimistic. The doctor is not God, who determines everything. You still have God, right? Even if you say God outlined a pathetic destiny for you, but not for me. God outlined a wonderful destiny for me, to be able to continue with you and Saka. Live in my destiny? I will always protect and take care of you both.” Hendrik's hand pulled Jesika's body into his arms. He did not want the girl he loved to be weak in grief. He was willing to do anything to be able to look back at the smile on his face.
“Hen, don't make me more selfish.”
“No problem, make as you like. I will always be there for you both,” Hendrik smiled in a heart that now feels warm. Is his feeling relaxed? It was as if he had found a light within a dark hallway.
“I'm tired Hen, let me sleep leaning on your shoulder,” close both her wet eyes.
In Jesika's heart, the guilt grew. He knew he would not be able to love Hendrik, because in his heart there was only Denny. But the fear of losing Hendrik is very strong, because this man is willing to do anything for him all this time. Now that Denny is in front of him, his love is still the same even the desire to return also appears but is blocked by the shadow of rejection and hatred Denny's mother. Jesika has a heavy mind load that even adds weight to the health condition of her son in uncertainty.
As time went on, the operation was completed. Saka's weak body, moved from the operating table lying in the ICU room because it requires intensive handling. Not allowed a visitor to enter, can only see from behind a thick glass wall.
“Pa, papa wakes up, don't sleep again,” Dania sees Danny open his eyes and try to resuscitate the body that has fallen asleep.
Iqbal hears Dania's voice and approaches Denny's body.
“Bal, how long do I sleep?” Denny's heavy voice sounded.
“Enough to replace all the energy and rest time you missed,” Iqbal saw a clock that was coiled around his wrist.
“Help me out of here,” Denny tried to lift her still weak body.
“No, no, you can't go anywhere now,” Iqbal held Denny's body awake.
“Pa, papa should hear uncle's words Iqbal.” Dania convinced Denny.
“Nia, papa is well. If papa continues here, papa will get sicker.” Denny re-enforced his body and grabbed the releasing needle from the hand that had been stuck for a long time.
“Den, are you sure you can walk?” Tanya Iqbal held Denny's shoulder who wanted to stand up immediately.
“Hem, I can. You please take care of Dania,” Denny swings her footsteps out of the room.
“Come Nia,” Iqbal grabbed little hand Dania brought walking along obey Denny.
Denny's footsteps led him to Joshua's doctor's office.
“Doctor, how is the operation?” Denny asked immediately after the door was pushed open, wide open, and Joshua sat behind his desk.
“Mr Denny, let's please sit.” Joshua dropped a gaze on the pale-looking face of the man.
Denny continues his steps and Iqbal restrains his footsteps, choosing to wait outside with Dania.
Denny's back landed on the chair facing Joshua's doctor.
“Mr Denny, thank goodness the operation went well. Just it?” Joshua opened his voice and hung up his sentence.
A moment of deep anxiety rose upon hearing the severed sentence, stopping as if arranging the appropriate word to calm one's listening. Denny doesn't want to hear the next sentence coming out, but he still has to know the truth as bitter as anything.