Love and the Past

Love and the Past
The Part 166


Azka smiles triumphantly after everyone's departure and remains herself and Salsa. Only one person was allowed to stay to accompany the patient so he registered with Reni.


"Sleep baby, it's midnight!" azka's orders. "You want to be hugged?" goda Azka's.


Without asking for her first approval, Azka crawled up to the cage and slept right next to Salsa.


"Azka!" salsa Reprimand.


"Sleep dear," muttered Azka closing her eyes after her hands were perfectly circular at the girl's waist.


There was no rejection, making Azka secretly smile. He was finally able to embrace the body he so longed for.


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In the afternoon, as Jesy's doctor planned, Salsa would perform the surgery. The girl was given half an hour to talk to her loved ones.


"Azka, why hasn't Rio come yet?" salsa asked in the suction room to perform the operation.


"Rio is busy, there is an impromptu business so can't get you," Azka replied.


"True Azka said dear." Reni lied to her daughter.


"Mama, I want to meet someone who wants to donate kidney, I want to thank you" Salsa urged.


"Don't think about it first baby, now focus on your operations and other positive things!"


Salsa's gaze was fixed on Azka, she squinted suspicious eyes. "Aren't you?"


"It's not Sal, if I'm a donor, who will take care of you, hm?" answer Azka with a smile.


Salsa clasped Azka's hand tighter as time passed. Honestly, he was very afraid of undergoing surgery, afraid that everything failed and could not see the people he loved.


One by one his loved ones, trying to scan the faces as briefly as possible, no one knows, he will see them again or not.


His gaze stopped on Azka for so long. "Don't go!" her door.


Not without reason Salsa did not want to let go of Azka's hand grip, he was afraid that the one who gave his kidney was Azka. He doesn't want that to happen. He was more willing to die than to accept the kidneys of those he loved.


The time allotted was up, a few sisters approached the preparation room to take Salsa to the operating room.


"Mom, I'm sorry Salsa has been wrong all this time."


"Definitely baby, don't forget to fight, remember mama's here." Reni rubbed the head of dear Salsa. To be honest, he was afraid that something might happen to his daughter, but he tried to look calm and fine for Salsa.


"Azka sorryin me, if all this time had a wrong with you," said Salsa changed her call.


Azka nodded with the best smile she could. "The beauty of Azka must have survived, remember. Everyone wants you back."


"I'll be standing in front of the door waiting for you, so come back quickly okay!" pinta Azka's.


From the medical information he got. The operation can run smoothly and the patient is fine if in itself the patient has a desire to heal and return while in his subconscious. And Azka was trying to do that to get Salsa excited.


"Sorry Mas, we have to take her," said a nun as Azka reluctantly removed Salsa's hand.


"I must be back Azka, don't worry."


Azka lowered her head, buried her lips on Salsa's forehead for so long without caring for Tari, Reni and the sisters in the room.


"Beloved spirit, I'm waiting for you" Azka whispered in response to a nod by Salsa.


Just as the door closed along with Salsa's disappearance from his sight, a drop of tears fell down Azka's cheeks.


"Don't worry too much baby, you forgot who's handling Salsa? Inside there's Aunt Jesy, she'll do her best." Dance shakes her son.


"Yes, Mi."


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