
Dr. Bram and several nurses ran to Dhea's nursery when the call button rang.
"You're all out!"
They take action to help Dhea breathe, plus a weakened heart rate as soon as her pulse.
The Flashback
Dhea woke up from her sleep, looking at Arya, Juna and Vean who were sleeping on the sofa. He felt bored always being inside this treatment room. He could no longer count the time. In a weakened state, the girl then woke up from her vault. Trying to stand with trembling legs, and even with still-infused hands.
Dhea felt there was someone, or maybe something calling her. He saw something white.
Is that the last snow of the year?
Dhea raised her hand, trying to grab it. But nil, of course he can't achieve anything. He wanted to get close to the three men, but his slow pace stopped, looking towards the window.
Like tempted, he approached the window. Dhea touched the window with her palm. Look at the cloudy sky, gray in color.
The thunderous roar made the window shake. Dhea smiled, as she remembered that she and the children of the orphanage loved the rain shower, including Arya. Squeeze the mud on the other face. Back then, even though they were small and big in the orphanage, there was a time when they shared the same pleasure, also shared the same grief as well.
Ask each other why, why are they there? Where are their parents?
Sometimes the situation hooked the children, especially Dhea and Arya who wanted to be strong people to be successful, prematurely mature.
But now Dhea has given up.
Give up on continuing life.
Dhea felt tightness in her chest, her hands and feet shaking and blood coming out of her nose.
Brucks
The sound of the hum made them wake up from their sleep.
"Dhea!"
"I want to go home," said Dhea softly, before finally my envious eyes closed.
Flashback Off
Dhea's friends who came stared in surprise at Juna, Vean and Arya who were waiting in front of Dhea's nursery.
"Why are you here?"
Seeing their gloomy faces, they immediately knew that Dhea was not doing well.
Dhea's room door opened, Doctor Bram came out in a state that also looked chaotic.
The old man shook his head.
"Why ... Why is Om shaking like that?"
Free to deceive. It is free to say that everything will be fine, when what is in front of the eyes has shown what has really happened.
"The situation is critical, only a miracle will change everything."
Dhea was transferred back to the ICU.
"If you are tired, go home. Go away quietly. There is no need to be in a place that only gives you that pain. Go to a place where you can be at peace. Don't you want calm?" Clara kissed Dhea.
Dhea's dear prayer, but did not want her friend to feel this kind of suffering again.
"Don't talk shit, motherfucker!" shout Vean. It doesn't matter if what he says is that bastard is a woman.
No, no one can tell Deja to leave.
What does Dhea have to be like?
Endure the pain and not know when it will go away, or leave with the serenity of leaving them with regret and tears for life?