LET'S DIVORCE!
Prioritize me!

Drt!

Drt!

The phone in her bag shook, Nana ignored it many times. Now he is in the hospital, of course with Hananta who is struggling within the threshold of life and death. It has been 7 hours that the man was in the operating room that continues to light up, Nana can not think clearly before there is certainty from inside there.

"Na, hp lo. There's a call, "reproving Mark is accompanying Nana in the waiting chair, Hananta's older brother is slimming his shoulders on Nana's bag of vibrating, no ringtones, no ringtones, but the silence of the morning made the sound of the vibration of the hp like the tremor of an earthquake.

"Watch, Kelana. Who knows how important."

Nana reached into her sling bag half-heartedly, as her hand moved to press the green icon to pick up the phone, the wait time from the phone was up, the connection was cut off. Nana reads Mama's name on it, when Nana returns to her messaging app's sequence, Nana sees a typing mark under Mama's deliberate contact with Nana's pin.

'Nana, Mama's coming home next week. Papa ngajak all holidays.'

The woman frowned, remembering something that might have been missed. What does it mean to go home next week? Where did Mom and Dad go?

Nana had just wanted to reply to Mama's message with a question, but a series of message and phone notifications from a number not saved first filled her phone screen.

'Nana, it's Nagara'

The first message was sent two days ago, but Nana hasn't opened it yet. Ignoring that Nana read the next series of chats that may number more than 100, the core of the chat was just asking why Nana did not go home, an apology and where Nana is now, he said, but Nagara asked repeatedly interspersed with the phone several times.

His trembling hand moved to type letter by letter, but just the first word to reply to Nagara's message, the clanking sound and the operating room lights first seized all of Nana's attention. The woman puts her phone in the bag as quickly as possible, and along with Mark walking towards the door, Nana walks by, there are a lot of preconceptions that fill her mind about Hananta.

Of all that for God's sake, Nana just wants Hananta to be okay.

"How's doctor? My sister's okay, isn't she?"

"I'm sorry," said the doctor, looking down, "Arsenic, your sister's arsenic poisoning."

Mark, Hananta's only sibling, almost collapsed in case his hand didn't rest on the wall. Mark does not pursue science like his brother, but the word poison and how the doctor's expression says it even after seven hours of surgery people who don't understand the compound molecule seem to know it's very dangerous.

"Worse, there are other types of metals that are mixed with arsenic that have been spread in your sister's body. We're still waiting for the results of the lab tests, because this kind of metal we rarely find." the doctor withered when Mark's eyes turned red, the man's body was really weak right now. Hananta may be the younger brother who every day can make Mark high blood, but for whatever sake Hananta is the only Mark family.

"Limb, copper and mercury." Nana let out her hard-earned voice, her throat felt prickly, the woman clenched her hands to strengthen herself, "The concentration of metal is more than 50 percent, while arsenic does dominate 70 percent. The four metals are mixed in aluminum slats."

"Whoa ..."

This time the doctor covered his mouth, behind his still-attached medical mask, the doctor in the uniform gaped, "How is that possible ...."

"Please detox as much as possible, I'll bring you a solution as quickly as possible" Pinta Nana was determined in her intense fear.

"I'm sorry, Brother Mark. It's all because of me. I won't be out of the lab before I get a solution to bring Hananta back into Brother's arms."

***

That morning it seemed like the sun was clouded, seeing Nana feeling overwhelmed, as if bumipun was laughing at her unstoppable stupidity. He rattled the taxi driver who took him from the hospital to the laboratory until the driver was dizzy himself.

There were only laboratory technicians to be seen pacing back and forth when Nana reached the gate of the magnificent white building, there was a lot of glass everywhere. The woman came down in a hurry, her blood-soaked dress was still wrapped in a body. Nana set her foot angrily to the ground repeatedly when she did not find the access card that should have stayed in her bag.

Hap!

"Akh!" Nana screamed, the woman was shocked half to death, from the west the male figure blocked her hand just like that and took herself out of nowhere before she could analyze the situation. His tongue was still too faint to even shout once more.

"Lake in."

"Lo what the fuck?!"

"You're the shit." The figure was Nagara, the man dragged Nana into his car. After Nana managed to push into the hitchhiking chair, Nagara followed quickly and locked the door access, the man's eyes looked sharp, the gaze that Nana had just seen this time.

Without Nana noticing that gaze slightly made her heart slip, there was a pain in her chest.

"Cannot be contacted. Not coming home all night, and what's this, "Nagara scanned Nana from her face to her feet, "Collapse, blood. You ran away from the wilderness full of wild animals, Kelana?"

"Open," Nana orders with hardened jaws, vow for what Nana is not wanting to listen to anything, Hananta can lose his life at any time, he can be the cause of Mark being a kara at any time. Nagara could nag her all day, but not now.

"You didn't hear me, Na?" Nagara grabbed Nana's violent hand wanting to press the control button that was in a row near the wheel, the man's eyes were still as sharp.

"Damn, Nagara! Open it or you'll see me as my own killer!" Nana snapped at Nagara with the rest of her strength, as a result of which the woman was limp instead of playing. Next Nana clasped Nagara's hand that was trying to block his arm, "Please me once this time. This abis lo free my omelin all day, Nagara. But please not now. Hananta's dying right now because of me, I have to take responsibility."

Nana sobbed, Nana cried. Nana pleads with him while crying for an emergency situation from a man's name. However Nagara should now be unselfish, Nana is indeed in a crucial time.

"Sorry, I'm just worried." Nagara grabbed the head in the chest for her to hold, she sighed over the woman's hair to neutralize the heat in her head, "After this I won't let you be in a situation where you can't choose me as your priority, Kelana."

"After this, I won't let myself get caught up in a difficult situation until you cry like this, Na. After this you are quite my priority!"