Husband For Kirana
Little Angel

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FLASHBACKS

The collision that resulted in Arjuna being injured caused everyone to panic. A 10-year-old boy who was playing a bicycle is lying in the hospital. 

"There were scratches in his eyes, the chances of him to see again were very small. We started looking for donors because now corneal donors are very rare."

The words given by the doctor explained everything, making Mother Eliza cry in the arms of her husband there.

Until the time their firstborn opened their eyes, then he shouted, "Mother! Mother! You can't liaht! Hix…. Mother! You can't see what!"

Suddenly, Eliza's mother held firmly the child who was now crying out, asking why matanta could no longer see clearly. There's only darkness there.

"Mother! You don't see what, Bun! Hicks...Mother!"

"Yes, you can see again later. Brother don't cry, the doctor's still looking for the cure."

"Where's medicine? Hiks... Brother does not want to like this, Bun.. hiks.. brother wants to see again, Mother….."

Eliza looked at her husband there. "Geez.., please…"

"They're trying, I've called my lawyer to find a cornea that matches Arjuna's."

"Dad, hiks…. Juna can't see."

Wigan also could not help his sadness at seeing the panicked child in his wife's arms. He came out of the room to calm himself for a moment.

Wigan sits in an open corridor facing directly towards the back garden of the hospital.

He regretted not watching his son so well that he was hit by a vehicle. Wigan regrets not giving the babysitter and guardianship to the son.

Until someone in a wheelchair approached and stayed beside Wigan. "The problem won't be solved if it's just silence, but it's best to take a break, not blame yourself."

"Whose father?"

"I am Gunawan" said the man with a friendly smile. 

"I'm sorry."

"Wait, Sir. Let me explain what I mean by nagging my father" said the man wearing the skull who held the other man. 

Which makes Wigan sit back. "What's wrong?" Ask him in his cold voice.

"I heard what happened to my father. Accident huh? Her eyes can't function anymore?"

"What do you want to say?"

The wheelchair occupant smiled. "I can be a mentor for my father, I just checked myself out. My cornea is fine."

Wigan was surprised, he looked at the man beside him in shock. "Corne donors can only be done by people who have died, right?"

"Yes, and my life is not long. It would be nice if I could help a child whose future is still long."

"What pain is it?"

"Cancer, it's been a long time. I've given up, I want to rest."

"And donating an eye?"

"There is at least one part of me that is still alive in the world, that can see that figure growing."

Wigan's eyes looked towards the direction the wheelchair man was looking at. There was a figure of a small child who was being led towards them with an old woman beside him.

"His name is Kirana, she's only 5 years old."

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And this is where little Kirana was eating alone on the sofa in the hospital room.

His father was talking to his grandmother there.

"Are you sure you're gonna do this, son?"

The mother shed her tears, she shook her head. "We have to try."

"Mom...., just stop." The hand held a fingers that began to wrinkle, owned by his mother. "It's okay, Mom. Everyone will face this."

Mother was shedding her tears. "And why did you donate your eyes?"

"Mom, that kid is a kid. The road is still long, maybe that's why God doesn't let this cancer spread to all organs. So that I can do good for the rest of my life."

"What about Kirana?" Asked the old woman with tears dripping down.

"I'll see it grow, Mom. She'll be a good woman, she'll understand."

"He's a kid, Gunawan."

"Yes, he's my angel."

Until the door opened, displaying the figure of an older man. "Grandfather had told the man to keep this a secret. Grandpa also refused the money he gave you as you wanted."

Gunawan nodded, he was still lying on the bed. "Can you leave me and Kirana?"

The couple nodded.

"Grandma's grandfather where?"

"Get out first, Kirana accompanied Papah first."

"Yes." Yeah."

And when Grandpa and Grandma came out, Kirana ended her meal and went up to the hospital bed of the Papah. "Kilana tenenin Papah yes," said the boy lying next to his Papa and hugging it from the side.

"Anet, Dad?"

"Anget, honey." The figure held back her tears from coming out. All the tools attached to his body were already released. 

"Repid paddles healed yes, ntal jajan agi cama Kilana."

"Kirana must be independent dong, her snacks alone. It's pinter's son."

"Atut ah, anti-some kidnap."

"No one, no one dared kidnap a good boy. Kirana's good, right?"

"Aik" said Kirana.

"Try here hadep, Papah."

Kirana. Now the two faced, where the tiny hand rubbed the cheeks of his papa that began to turn pale. "White paper."

"Father is sleepy."

"Tidul aja."

"Kirana want to not teach Papah with the creed that Kirana learned in the same religious school ustadz?"

Kirana nodded happily.

"Anti Papah bobo?"

"Yes, Papah will rest. Teach Papah yes."

Kirana nodded back. "Itutin Kilana yes. Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallah."

His face smiled and began to shed tears as he said, "Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallah."

Kirana smiled happily. "Telus gini, Pah... Wa asyhadu anna Muhammad Lasuulullah."

One tear of her Papa dripped in Kirana's hand which was covering her cheek. "Wa asyhadu anna Muhammad Rasuulullah.." then his eyes began to close slowly.

Kirana who saw that put a kiss on the cheek of the Papah. "Met bobo, Papah. Kilana deang Papah."

The boy then hugged the figure in front of him.

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TO BE CONTINUE