Merely Winnowing
Die off?

Rahma who was currently asleep suddenly opened her eyes. For some reason suddenly his stomach feels so painful, but he ignores the pain in his stomach because his feelings at this time are also so worried. He then took his phone, opened the gallery and saw a photo of Dea on the phone.

Drop by drop tears began to flow from the corner of his eyes. "Dea! Dea's daughter!" rahma said so sobbing.

"Oh my God, why did I suddenly feel like this? What exactly happened to my daughter?" rahma said while looking at the photo. Suddenly he felt the pain in his stomach getting worse. Rahma then looked towards her stomach and began to see blood seeping into her clothes.

"Gosh what is this? What's with my sewing wound?" rahma. Then he felt a great pain. At that moment, Arka and Kayla entered the treatment room.

"Mama!" yell Arka. He then ran closer to Rahma who was currently holding her stomach. How shocked Arka and Kayla were when they saw the blood on Rahma's clothes.

"Kayla call the doctor!" arka orders Kayla, especially when Rahma is unconscious, maybe because she can no longer bear the pain in her stomach.

Kayla then walked out of the room to call the doctor. After a while, a doctor entered the treatment room. He immediately checked on Rahma, while Kayla and Arka looked at each other.

"How's doctor?" ask Arka.

"Your mother's wounds have an infection. Look Mr Arka, does your mother have diabetes?"

"Yes doc, my mom has diabetes. Why why?"

"Want to, sir. Worth the wound is very difficult to dry, let alone the stitches on the wound was also torn, and actually this is very dangerous. I'm sorry Mr Arka, why haven't you said this since Rahma's mother was taken to this hospital? Didn't you know that someone who has diabetes is very difficult to heal his wounds" said the doctor.

"Sorry doctor, I was so panicked at the time that I forgot to say that my mother also had diabetes."

"Then how's it going, Doc?"

"We just pray Mr. Arka, may Ms. Rahma be healed, for a while I can only provide treatment as I can."

"Yes the doctor" answered Arka lethargic. After the doctor left Arka then looked at Rahma.

"Mom, why is it that my mom's condition is getting worse like this?" arka said while looking at Rahma's face which now looks so pale.

"Arka, how about we call Mba Luna? Arka, after all my mother had made a big mistake on Mba Luna, she hid Mba Luna for many years. Maybe only with the sincerity of Mba Luna and her family, mama can be cured, Arka."

"Yes, you're right Kayla." Arka then takes her phone, to call Luna.

****

In a luxurious room looks a couple who just finished struggling on a bed. They looked so breathless on the bed.

The man then looked at his wife's face while stroking the beautiful face. "Do you like our game tonight, Luna? What about my new style? That's style number 18."

"That's what I showed you, Luna. Do you know Dora's twitch today seems very gripping Joni. Joni can barely breathe! I'm sure Dora would love that number 18."

"You're just there!"

"Isn't that true? Try asking Dora, she'll want to ask again!"

"You don't make Devano!"

"I'm not making this up, Luna! Try asking Dora again! She must have missed Joni back!"

"That's what you want, not Dora or Joni."

"Luna did you forget that Devano can control his lust, but not Joni and Dora. They're even more excited than we are, Luna."

"Basic meesum!"

"Who is messum? I'm just talking about me, you, Dora, and Joni. Maybe tomorrow we need to go shopping for glasses and masks again, it looks like I have a new hobby."

"What's that new hobby?"

"You know, Dora's getting plump now. So now that my hobby is ripping off Dora's mask, it's very challenging, Luna. Let's do it again!"

"No Devano, I'm going to rest. I'm tired, today we've done it twice."

"Less one more, it should be three times to get a beautiful plate."

"Devano!" shouted Luna. Suddenly, Luna's phone rang. I'll pick up the phone for a while" said Luna. He then saw a name on the phone.

"Arka."

***

Three policemen approached Dea, who was currently lying on the ground. "Why is he quiet like that? Is he dead?" asked one of the policemen to his two colleagues.

Seriate....

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