Biggest Decision of Ziva
Chapter 8. Mother's Travel

"Natalie ... Can you pick me some food?" ask Ziva. Because it is impossible that he will eat all the kinds that are there. If later it is not spent it will feel bad and waste the money that has been paid is not cheap.

"Why indeed? Confused huh?" asked Arion while taking out one hand from his pocket and Ziva nodded with his eyes still looking towards the display case. Then rubbed his chin as if he was thinking. "What foods do you want to eat but never buy?" ask the man again.

"Hmm .. I'd like to try everything. But ... It doesn't feel like I can spend it at any one time" the girl replied as she turned to Arion.

The man laughed. "Yes, choose one first. If indeed your mother has entered the inpatient room, you can eat here every day ... Free!" arion whispered to Ziva again.

The girl also chuckled softly. "Food here is expensive all Arion. Where do you try it for free anyway?"

"And I have paid until you are satisfied to eat here" said Arion.

"Not to overdo it, I can still save by eating at food stalls around the roadside near this hospital," Zivanya said, shaking her head.

"As long as there is me, you will continue to eat well every day." Arion doesn't want to lose. He continued to show his fangs as a hero to his Ziva.

"Even if I don't have you, I can't eat well? I think even a simple meal would taste so good if we were grateful." His Ziva's been ignited because of Arion.

"Yes still. Simply put food, if you eat only with the side dish - it will feel bored Zivaya ... It's fast you choose the food, then the operation hunt is complete. I don't want you to not eat!" arion said he posed a threat.

Ziva breathed his breath. "All right."

...----------------...

It did not feel like the day was near noon, the operation done on his mother Zivanya had been completed. The doctor and nurse came out of the room.

His Ziva stood up as he approached them. "How's my mom doing Doc?"

The doctor breathed slowly. "I'm sorry, we've tried our best. But your mother cannot be saved. The patient had severe bleeding. We also gave him a blood transfusion. But the condition is getting drop."

His zival was bristling, his eyes were foggy. In a matter of seconds the clear liquid flowed just like that without permission.

"It's impossible Doc. You can still be saved!" The girl screamed hysterically. His mind grew increasingly confused and it was difficult to think clearly. It became a spectacle material around the operating room by the visitors who were waiting as well.

Arion reflexes hugging Ziva. I wish the girl could find peace. Though all this time Ziva is very rarely embraced by his father.

Somehow the unrest in his soul was dampened because of the warm embrace given by Arion. His ziva has its own serenity in the man.

"Arion, you know? I'm getting comfortable with you ... But I realized that we were different" Ziva said in his heart.

"Miss, please take care of your mother's return. Because the patient must be buried immediately, given the blood that still continues to come out of the nasal cavity and ears. Not to smell the blood for too long."

Hearing what the doctor said, his ziva was as if there was no energy.

"Good Doc. I'll take care of it soon!" arion said firmly. His hands still hugged and held his Ziva from the side so that the girl's body would not fall to the floor.

After that the doctor stopped and went out from before them. Arion takes Ziva to sit down first.

"The people" said Arion in a soft voice. "You wait here is okay, right? I'll take care of your mother's body first."

Ziva's eyeballs are moving towards Arion. The color is reddened and puffy in her eye bags. "I don't know what else to say but thank you Arion. You're very kind to me" said the girl. His voice is still shaking.

Arion said nothing. For some reason since the first time he met Ziva, his heart was increasingly moved to know about the girl, and it was true that everything he felt was so real. His figure was so needed by him.

...----------------...

Arriving at the funeral home, the chest that wrapped the body of Zivanya's late mother was placed in the living room where previously the chair had been removed to the terrace of the house.

But after that Arion chose to just sit outside. Because he had a different faith from Ziva.

The neighbors came to serve as a token of condolence to Ziva.

"Strong neng yes, may the worship charity of the mother be received by God's side" said one neighbor to Ziva who continues to be beside his mother's body, just finished teaching.

"Thank you very much, ma'am," Ziva replied trying to smile in the middle of his puffy eyes.

Then the neighbors took turns to teach for the late.

Suddenly Ziva remembered his father. He went and went to his parents' second room.

Ziva searches for important files and other information. But it turns out that the room is like a room in general. There is nothing suspicious at first glance from the eyes.

The girl kept looking into the closet, drawers and under the bed. He found nothing. Especially the home certificate.

"Where does your father or mother keep the certificate of this house? My feelings are suddenly not good. May nothing happen" Ziva said in his heart. He finally came out of the room and went to his room to change his clothes.

When he had just finished changing clothes, the notification sound on his phone sounded. His girlfriend saw him immediately. It was Arion who sent him a message.

[Arion: Ziva, sorry I have to go home first. I'll pick you up later tonight.]

The girl took a deep breath. He remembers his promise to date Arion tonight. Tomorrow we have to go to school as usual. Recalling in a matter of weeks, he will soon be carrying out the national final exam.

[Zivanya : That's okay. Okay, I'll see you tonight.]

After the message was sent, Ziva came out of his room.

Before afternoon arrived, the neighbors helped the funeral procession of Zivanya's late mother. The atmosphere of haru was felt when the mother was buried. Even sobs could not be held back by the girl.

Beyond the problems that occur in both parents. His family loves them very much. The sense of loss he was currently experiencing, was so profound. Moreover, his mother is a figure who is there every day at home.

Although rarely speak at length to tell a story. But the memory of Ziva will be stored until one day he met in a different world.

Connect ....