The Struggle of Women
Episode 1's
I'm a woman who's struggling to make money for mom's safety. My name is Elma. Once I was confused by a question.
Anyway, I have to get that money.
I have to get it.
Elma walked while thinking in a state of turmoil in the hospital hallway. Still rang the words of the doctor who handled his mother's illness.
The doctor said, Five hundred million. That's a fee to be prepared for your mother's kidney transplant, Elma.
Elma's head again throbbed, hearing the numbers alone had made her chest tight and squeezed.
But where should I find that much money? If there is a way. Whatever, whatever I'm gonna do to save Mom's life. Including selling my own life.
The girl was crying along the corridor, passing through the crowded place until it was quiet with a sobbing that sounded as though. Elma hates being her helpless self, Elma hates admitting that she is incapable, and Elma hates her current state.
The swift crying made the girl not pay attention around, until she did not realize that from the opposite direction there was someone who also walked along the path with her. Unfortunately, the man was busy with a mobile phone screen in hand, so that without being prevented the two collided quite hard.
The two people were both surprised. The man who hit Elma reflexively held onto the girl's shoulder in order not to fall. Under such circumstances, Elma entered the man's arms unintentionally. Once silent for a moment, the man pushed Elma's body first until Elma stood up straight again, then their eyes met in awkwardness.
“Sorry,” says Elma spontaneously. “Sorry, I don't see.” The girl lowered her head, hiding her teary face.
Elma continued her steps, not looking back at all even though the man she hit earlier watched her back pass away. The man was curious, what made the girl cry? But then the logic goes back out loud, it's a hospital, and it's natural for someone to cry with any situation in a place like this.
Elma continued to step up, fleeing towards the garden chair that was currently in the eye patch. Coincidentally, the girl finds Jenny –doctor whom she already considers her own brother, waiting for her at the place.
The banana-flavored bottled drink was handed over to a nineteen-year-old girl who had been sitting pensively in a garden chair since her arrival. His face looks chaotic with tears, even looks on his eyelids are swollen because it drains a lot of fluid from there.
Elma looked up, staring sadly at the figure who approached her, although after that she turned to the bottled drink that Jenny offered. The girl looked reluctant, but yet Elma accepted the gift, placed it in her lap and gripped it tightly there.
“Sister Jenny already knows, right? Know long before today? Why didn't you tell Elma?” asked the girl to tighten her grip on the bottled drink she had just received. Despite accepting it, Elma had absolutely no intention of drinking it at this moment.
“So I don't know Auntie will need a transplant in the end, but I also just found out that it has to be this fast, El...”
The girl looked down again, tightening her grip even more, without worrying that the bottled beverage container in her hand would be damaged due to her overpowering strength.
“How is it, Brother? I have to have surgery, I don't want to lose Ibu—” stuffing Elma back, sobbing continued her words. “Whatever I'll do so Mom can have surgery. But, even if I say this, I still do not know what I have to do to get that big money.”.
Elma hated that thinking like anything there was no way out for her for this matter. They did not have enough money, and it was enough to draw the conclusion that the kidney transplant his mother had to perform was impossible.
“I really have to do something, Brother. I have to do something to be able to meet the entire cost of the transplant.” Elma sank into her tears, while Jenny beside her did not know what to say. As a person who considered herself a sister to Elma, Jenny felt completely useless now. Because honestly, he did not have that much money either.
Vibrating in his doctor's coat pocket disperse Jenny's daydream. The liquid that was originally pooled in the eye peluk he forced back in without letting it down a drop. Jenny distracts her from crying by taking her phone, just in case it could be from a colleague who needs help— however, she is still in watch, at this time, so Jenny should be on the lookout for a job that could call her anytime.
Jenny is one of the doctors at the hospital where her mother Elma is being treated, but the girl is in the obgyn section which of course is not related to kidney disease suffered by her mother Elma. They get to know each other and are very close because both of their mothers grew up in the same orphanage, and that's how the brother-like relationship is established.
The screen of Jenny's phone that lights up displays a pop up message. And unlike what he expected, the person who sent him the message was not his doctor's friends, but the man he had only met a few hours ago to discuss the man's personal problems. The message was from Liam—Liam Tanubrata.
Liam:
I'll do the check tonight.
Make sure anyone involved in this keeps their mouth shut. If you need to make a deal. If this thing leaks out, I can sue them to death in prison.
“Crazy person,” thought Jenny. Were it not for them being friends, Jenny would definitely not have done the deed that would have tarnished her title. But what can be said, Jenny has a debt of gratitude to Liam— on the man's family so it feels difficult to refuse the heavy work entrusted to her.
Sinking away with her thoughts, Jenny tried to think hard. How could he find someone Liam had asked with all his criteria? While in this country obviously this kind of practice is prohibited, aka illegal—that's why Liam asked anyone involved in it to shut up. Finding the willing alone is definitely difficult, especially with the demands of Liam with the conditions that must be—wait!
Jenny's head spun rapidly towards Elma, the girl still sobbing and trying to stop her crying despite the seeming difficulties. That crazy idea suddenly did appear in his head, feeling to be the right solution to the problem that Liam and Elma were facing. But look at the girl... ‘He's only 19 years old, Jenny! Nineteen! You can make him do this kind of thing—?’
Not finished his mind fighting in the head, Jenny's voice first sounded beat his common sense.
“El, have you heard of surrogate mothers?”
📽To be continue🎞