
Freya stared at the bustle of the people who were at the airport. He had finally reached the country where his men had been fleeing here all along. Because of all the pain and injuries created by Freya herself. Sometimes Freya wants to regret everything. But it's useless because no one can regret it anymore. Everything has happened and cannot be repeated.
Freya's footsteps pulled the suitcase towards a taxi waiting for her. Freya got into the taxi with the help of the taxi driver to put her suitcase into the trunk. Freya mentioned her destination this time to the taxi driver.
Freya was silent with a glance out the car window. The window glass he accidentally opened half of it, several times exhaling slowly. Of course he just wanted to calm his heart, because he might have to face the worst attitude of Arven if he met him again.
If he met again, would he be angry with me and throw me out.
It seemed Freya was even confused herself to imagine what had happened. Surely a meeting with Arven would make it awkward after these three years they never greeted each other.
After arriving at the hospital where Arven was treated according to information he had obtained from the security guard who guarded the house Arven. Soon Freya pulled her suitcase into the baptismal lobby. He still had to ask where Arven's ward was. After asking the nurse, Freya was immediately escorted by the nurse to the room where Arven was.
His steps are slowed down when he sees Arven's parents in front of the room along with Katlyn, whom Freya knows to be Arven's fiancee. Freya began to hesitate to continue her steps. Remember how, Arven's father asked him to leave Arven and end the relationship between them. It felt that if now Freya came and met them all of a sudden, then the atmosphere would not be comfortable.
"Come, sister, let me take you to Mr. Arven's room" said the nurse who was surprised because Freya was silent.
Freya blinked slowly, of course, he tried to find another way to find out how Arven's true condition, without having to be known by his family.
"Em, Sus, I'd like to see the doctor who handled it. There's something I want to talk about, and it's important" Freya said.
The nurse was a little confused, maybe she was a little unsure to bring Freya up with the Doctor who is dealing with Arven at the moment. Naturally, because Freya had only first come to visit Arven after one month Arven was in this hospital.
"I intend to help Sus patient, so please allow me to meet with the Doctor only" Freya said again reassuringly.
"Well, let me take you to the doctor's office. I hope he's in his room"
Freya nodded and followed the nurse's steps which were spinning direction. Grateful for not having to meet Arven's parents at this time.
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The family is worried about Arven's current state. He has not found a suitable donor for the man. Moreover, Arven who insisted did not want to be operated on, as if he had given up hope just to continue his life. Makes the family so sad.
"Sister, I promise you that Brother will be operated on and undergo treatment until he recovers..." Katlyn slightly brought her lips closer to Arven's ear to whisper. "...I'll help Big Brother return to his brother's first love"
Arven turned to Katlyn who had been sitting on the bedside chair. He smiled faintly with those pale looking lips. "You won't be able to help anything, already know he himself said that he never loved me. Maybe now he's found the man he really loves"
Arven just chuckled cutely at Katlyn's words, thinking the girl was just a little girl who didn't know anything until she could say something like that just now.
"You've never been in love, so neither will you understand how our story began. It would be natural if he felt compelled to look like he really loved me. It's all because of a debt of gratitude, you understand?" said Arven.
Katlyn looked at the man, and it seemed like she could never if Katlyn entered into Arven's frozen, tightly sealed heart for another woman. Because his heart is already owned by one woman who managed to make him fall in love.
"Who says I've never been in love, right now I'm so in love that I'm willing to do anything to heal a loved one" Katlyn said.
Again, Arven just chuckled at hearing it. Because until now he couldn't believe Katlyn's words. The girl was just Arven as the little girl who became his sister.
"Here you go, don't keep persuading me. There will be no suitable donor for me. Papa and Mama just checked the match and did not produce anything. Especially other people" said Arven who was already feeling careless to continue in the hospital, just to wait for the time of his death.
"If the soul mate is not going where, you know anyone from other people can have a match" Katlyn said.
Arven only smiled faintly, feeling unsure of Katlyn's words just now. Until the door of the room opened, the two of them immediately turned to the Doctor who had just entered, followed by Arven's parents.
Arven looked at his parents who looked brighter than before. I don't know what's wrong with them.
"Congratulations Mr. Arven, there is finally a kidney donor that suits you. The day after tomorrow will be an operation" said the doctor.
Arven and Katlyn were shocked to hear that. Because they had just discussed this and Arven thought that if there would be no one to donate his kidney to Arven. But now there really is.
"Who's Doc?" katlyn asked curiously.
"It still can't be revealed who the donor is. Now the most important thing is that Mr. Arven will be able to heal yes" said the doctor.
Arven only fell silent with a thin smile, his eyes glazed over because he did not expect to be able to get a suitable donor. Until accidentally his eyes were directed at the door of the room, behind the transparent glass at the top of the door of the room, Arven saw a figure he recognized was there.
"Freya" he said very slowly, even to the point of not being heard from the people there. Arven blinked his eyes in shock, but when he opened his eyes again and looked at the door, his hallucination of Freya disappeared instantly.
It turned out to be just a shadow, anyways where maybe he came here. What for, too?
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