
For two days Dhea had not opened her eyes. He was still comfortable with his world at the moment.
Dhea's friends take turns staying in the hospital, as they also have a job to take care of.
At the moment Vean is sitting in the hospital garden. The rain did not bother him at all. The man turned his face upwards, staring at the slightly overcast sky.
The man breathed many times. Still she felt tight in her heart, and always asked why? Why did Dhea have to donate the kidney to him.
Vean closed his eyes, wanting to enjoy this atmosphere in tranquility, even though he could not get that calm.
"Dhea?"
The girl called Dhea was silent. Her face looked pale but still displayed her beautiful smile.
"Dhea?"
Dhea remained silent, making Vean sigh. Does this feel like being ignored?
"Dhea, please don't shut up."
Dhea pointed her index finger at the lips, a sign to ask Vean to be quiet.
They are in the middle of a snow hill.
The snow?
But why does it feel so strange?
This snow feels warm, not cold at all.
Vean held onto the snow, and the snow instantly disappeared like smoke blowing in the wind.
"The hell?"
Vean approached Dhea, but the girl instead retreated, further away from her. The gusts of wind grew louder, the snow was falling more and more, and Dhea waved her hand at Vean.
"Dhea! Dhea!"
"Veans! Veans!"
It turns out he's still in the park. Maybe he fell asleep because he was too tired. Physical fatigue is also tired of the mind.
Juna sat next to Vean, breathing in the cool afternoon air, plus the breeze. The atmosphere like this is actually very pleasant, if only the circumstances are supportive. In fact, their feelings and thoughts were both gray, just like the sky this afternoon.
Cloudy
They were both silent, not knowing what to say. Words of comfort are useless. Who here should be entertained?
The vean?
He's like a victim, but he's a criminal.
"That has happened, can no longer be prevented. Regret is also useless. No one can be blamed for this. I'm sure, Dhea did all this already with careful consideration. Never put on a face of disappointment, dislike or anger."
Talking is easy, but what if you were me?
It seems different. When I found out that Arya donated the kidney, I did feel guilty, but it's not like this. If you know it will be like this, it is better from the beginning I just refuse the donor.
They think they know how I feel. No, they don't know. No one ever knows how I feel right now.
"Let's go in, don't let you tambet because it takes too long daydreaming in this park."
Juna patted Vean on the back. They walk along the hospital corridor. The nurses and doctors who passed by them greeted, but Vean was silent.
They went into Dhea's room.
"Om, do the doctors at this hospital know that Dhea donated the kidney to me?"
"Yes, of course. Some doctors and nurses know. But Om has asked them to be quiet. And if they see Dhea in this hospital, then Dhea should take precedence no matter what."
It was only fitting that the first time they brought Dhea that night, a nurse immediately asked her colleague to call Bram's doctor. Come to think of it, why should Dr Bram take care of patients in the ER room?
Vean also recalled that when Dhea fainted on the street, Bram's doctor also looked anxious and immediately warned about Dhea's health.
It should have been .. I should have been conscious from then on ....