TRUE LOVE For MAYA
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Arriving out the Gang.. Maya gets the ojek on her order. Waiting for a few minutes, finally the driver in a green jacket arrived before him using his sport bike.

"With Maya's mother?" opening the glass of his helmet, a man, who still looked young asked.

"Yes, Mas.." using the helmet that was given, Maya immediately climbed up to sit in a slightly high seat to make Maya have to hold on to the shoulder.

"Mas, please hurry up.." Maya asks the Driver to increase the speed of the motor.

"Ready Ma'am..hurry up again huh?"

"Yes, Mom.."

"Mbak Handle.. Let it be safe."

Maya chose to hold her jacket, when the bike was speeding. Penetrate the crowded streets with many vehicles during the day. The scorching sun was ignored, he just wanted to quickly get to the destination. She hoped that her husband would be in a big house and be fine.

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It took 20 minutes to get there, and when the squeak of the tires stopped in front of the two-story house. At the same time, two cars came out of the house through an open gate. The car Maya knew belonged to Papa Azhar and the car belonged to Herman.

He can see Haris in his father-in-law's car, because the windshield is not too dark and can still be seen from the outside.

Not having time to open the helmet on his head, Maya immediately got down from the motorcycle seat and chased after him.. "Yes...!! Maassa.....!! Mas Haris...!!" Maya screams hoping the car stops.

But unfortunately, the two cars continued to accelerate to increase their speed and away from his sight. Impossible to catch up with him by running, Maya turned towards the stopped motor. Maya asks the driver to help her chase and follow where the car is going.

"Mas, help me. Follow that car.." Maya points to two cars that start to disappear when there is a turn.

"Naik Maak.." as if to understand the situation and circumstances, the young man was ready to pursue with the strength of the motor sport in his vehicle.

"Mas, I'm holding his waist.. I was afraid of falling." when I felt the bike start speeding over several vehicles.

Still in confusion, Maya has not been able to digest what is happening today. Where are they going? Where are they taking Haris? why not tell me? What was? Question after question swirled in Maya's brain.

Confused by the situation, making both of her eyelids flushed to hold back tears. His heart skipped a beat from fear of something bad happening to Haris? "Are they going to take Haris to the hospital?"

Maya did not stop asking.

One by one the vehicles began to be overtaken, from motorcycles to transportation, and other private cars. The young man was quite smart and agile in riding his sport bike. Maya tightens the grip as the man asks her to strengthen the grip.

The man watched carefully where the car was moving. When the taste of the car in front of him began to lead to the highway, the young man with the status of an online driver was increasing the speed of his motorcycle kilometers. He will lose track if the car gets into a long toll.

"Mak's a tight grip.." the man shouted from inside his full face helmet. With one hand holding the steering wheel of the motor, the other hand he used to wave so that the car would stop. He drove the car to the side of the road, and as quickly as lightning overtook him.

The squeaky sound of tires stopped in front of the car along with the sound of car tires that also stopped, braking suddenly. A few more stops, the hood of the car was almost touched, hit his sports motorbike, followed by another squeaking sound from the rear car.

Opening the helmet, Maya immediately got off the bike with a welcome snaps Mama Hani from inside the car.

"You're crazy, May..!! What if there is a collision?" Hani spoke in a loud voice after lowering the windshield.

"Mas, get out first.. We need to talk." Maya knocks on the middle glass door where Haris sits. "Mas, out.. I beg you." Maya's tightening her beats.

Before long the car door opened, Maya immediately pulled the car door handle.

"Mas, what's going on? Please explain it to me?" with Maya standing outside the door and Haris sitting next to Papa Azhar. Maya asked with a trembling voice holding back the cry.

"I'm sorry May, I have to go." The man who had the status of her husband was bowed unable to look at Maya.

"Go? Meaning how? Go where?" Maya repeatedly asked.

"I have to go to Guangzhou, China. My lungs are at the cancer level. I want a cure without May's surgery, a week ago I did Medical Check Up with my mom and I on a cancer verdict.."

"My lung cancer is stage 4. Before deciding to go to Guangzhou, Dr Agung gave me the option to go to Mount Elizabeth Hospital Singapore. But I refused, because the process I was going through was going through surgery."

Maya was no longer able to stem the tears that she kept. Maya expresses her disappointment.

"What's this like? Can't you talk to me about it? wh why? Am I no longer worth anything in the eyes of Mas and family? Is it because I'm a poor woman who's not in need anymore? Just asking for his opinion?" Maya talks with tears.. His heart really hurts.

"I never forbid Mas to go to any extent if it is for the good of Mas. For the sake of healing. And I will not demand to come. But can you just appreciate me a little bit as a wife?"

"Is it because I didn't take part in funding Mas's treatment? So that Mas didn't involve me at all? Didn't you think I existed?"

"Sorry, May.. I didn't mean it that way. I just can't talk to you directly. And Mama will deliver it directly to you May."

"Will Mama really tell me?"

"If I hadn't come here soon, who would have told me? Does your family still care? I'm sure Mas saw me at the front gate of the house. Why not stop?"

"I'm sorry, May.." the man bowed as if helpless.

"We have to catch May's plane. You don't blame Haris." Hani interrupts Maya and her son's conversation.

"Please Go, please Go." Maya spoke without caring about Hani's words in the front seat. Taking out Haris's ATM card, Maya hands it over to him. "Mas needs more than me. I took the money to make up for the medicine."

"May we recover soon.." Maya turns to the motor that took her. Maya's tears were getting wet on her cheeks. He was no longer able to speak. She felt deeply unappreciated as a wife. Holding firmly in the iron backseat, Maya asks the man to take her away.

Before the young man turned on his motorbike, the two cars had already driven away to the toll gate that would take Haris to Soekarno Hatta Airport.

Unable to see, Maya crouches on the side of the tire. Maya cried loudly as hiccups, inviting many eyes who noticed her.

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