
Nesa was crying hysterically. "What shall I do, O God."
BI Ira's sister couldn't donate her blood, because she had a certain disease. Bi Ira looks frustrated. 'I'm sorry brother, your sister is useless when you need me' Her mind is raging with pain.
"Just me, Doctor. I'm his son, my blood must be the same as his," said Laila who had just arrived, and had heard the doctor's speech.
"La-Laila!" Nesa was surprised, because the reason could not be the same blood type Laila with Aditama.
Nesa immediately thought about how to avoid the examination of Laila, because maybe she would know the truth.
'What should I tell Aditama if Laila knows the truth' Nesa's inner self is worried.
"Laila's got a fever, Doctor. Can I donate blood?" ask Radit suddenly.
Radit's question seems illuminating to Nesa.
"What's? Laila, you have a fever, baby." Nesa was surprised, then approached and hugged Laila.
"You are very hot, dear," said Nesa as she touched the princess' forehead.
"You should be treated first, you should not donate when you are sick, after you take the medicine you have to wait two days, and that is not possible, we only have one night," said the doctor.
"We'll be looking for the donor soon, Doctor." Among the confusion, Nesa was relieved, because Laila was not a blood donor.
"May I know, Adi sir's blood type what aunt?" ask Radit.
"O, baby. What's your blood type, O?" ask Nesa.
"Oh, it's a pity that it's not an aunt" Radit said regretfully.
"It's okay, sanyang. Please take Laila to the doctor's office to have her checked out!" nesa Pinta.
Radit immediately took Laila to the doctor's office to check on her condition.
Nesa and bi Ira were restless, they were pacing around the door of Aditama's room. Think about how to find a blood donor overnight.
Suddenly they remembered someone.
"Rama!" The two together.
"Yes, Rama," said Nesa enthusiastically.
Bi Ira nodded happily.
"But how to get Rama here, Fauziah ma'am will not allow it" said bi Ira worried.
"He must allow, Aditama is Rama's father, he must not do that!" nesa said.
"Bu Fauziah hates Aditama so much, I find it difficult to persuade him" said bi Ira.
"Then let me come to him, I'm sure he'll allow it" Nesa said confidently.
"You take care here, Ira," Nesa asked, "Have Laila take her medicine after getting checked, I have to see Fauziah's mom right now." Nesa went straight to the parking lot.
Nesa immediately propelled her car with great frustration. "Defend, Mom. Don't give up" Isak Nesa while driving. He did not want to lose the husband who had saved his life from falling apart.
"Bu Fauziah must understand this" he murmured.
Nesa's accelerating, she doesn't have much time to wait. He was willing to do anything for Aditama's safety. However he survived the destruction thanks to Aditama's spirit and support.
When the lover does not acknowledge his seed, until he is expelled from his home and is not recognized by his parents, it is Aditama who convinces him to survive until now.
nesa's hasty knock on the door was enough to disturb the rest of Fauziah and Rama, just as they were about to lay themselves down. Nesa knocked on the door in a hurry.
When Bu Fauziah opened the door Nesa immediately calmed down, supported the legs with knees, and kept both hands on the chest.
"Wa-waalaikum greetings. You?!" bu Fauziah was shocked to see Nesa kneeling to her.
Rama who was behind the mother was no less surprised.
"Mother! Awake up!" pinta Rama, and directly guided him to his stand.
"No Rama. Let me be like this" Nesa said, drawing tears.
"No, ma'am, get up!" Rama guided Nesa to rise.
"What's the need for Nonya to come here?" ask mom who doesn't like it.
"Addedicated. He's critical" sobbed Nesa.
The deg!
"What's? Adi sir critical?!" Rama surprised.
Bu Fauziah was no less surprised. However, he tried to cover it up, not wanting to be seen caring by Nesa.
"What's his business with me, I have no business with him!" said Fauziah pressing his voice.
"I know that. However, Rama has a blood relationship with him, Adi needs a donor from Rama, please help my husband! Whatever Bu Fauziah asks I will give" Nesa said expectantly.
"Am I wrong? He needs a donor from Rama, since when did he admit Rama's son? Isn't Rama Hendra's son?" sindir bu Fauziah's.
"But I know very well that Rama is Aditama's son, I'm sure of that" Nesa said confidently.
"I beg you, Mom! Whatever you ask me to give, I beg you!" nesa continued to plead.
Bu Fauziah smiled bitterly.
"Come, Rama. Come inside!" Bu Fauziah immediately pulled Rama inside, not wanting to serve Nesa. He closed the door without caring for Nesa who was still standing there.
"Bu Fauziah, I beg you! Save my husband's life!" Nesa continued to beg and knocked on the door of the house.
However, Fauziah's mother who was very disappointed in Aditama did not care about that.
Nesa came home disappointed, bringing false hope.
'I didn't think Ms. Fauziah was so hard, not willing to help my husband. So great was your disappointment that your humanity for my husband' Inner Nesa raged bitterly.
In the room of Fauziah's mother shed tears, her feelings mixed. The disappointment that remained continued to plague his soul. He felt pity, but his ego could not be defeated. Memories after memories sprung up when Ms. Fauziah saw a photo of her memories with Aditama that she always kept neatly in the desk drawer.
"Where when your son needs you, Mas. Are you there for him? You don't know what the journey of his life is like, he fought alone to maintain his life, with ease you now ask for his help," murmured Bu Fauziah upset.
Suddenly remembered one sweet memory that Fauziah could not forget, even very much he missed. Aditama has done wrong, not that he has no good. His conscience is starting to stir.
He wiped his tears, and met Rama in his room. However, Fauziah was surprised to find Rama's room empty.
"Rama! Where're you? Rama," call Bu Fauziah.
He saw a piece of paper on the table, which was overlaid with a glass. Bu Fauziah took it and read it.
_Mother, Rama please donate blood to Pak Adi, however he is Rama's father. Rama did not want to be a child of disobedience by leaving Pak Adi in helplessness.At least, once in a lifetime Rama was devoted to him, whether he would accept it or not._
Ba Fauziah was teruh sad.soak crying haru back to greet him.
"You're a good boy, Ram. I can't prevent you if that's what you want, may your father confess you later, Ram," murmured Fauziah's mother between tears.
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