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"Doctor..." A pair of moist eyes pleaded.
"The operation is risky, she could lose a life on the table. You have to decide. If not for surgery she would have less than a month."
A month... Her mind blasted, her heart palpated, she grasped the desk. Reeya took a deep breath.
'No...no way. He won't rob a beggar.' she prayed. She was a beggar. Everything that was dear to her was lost one by one. God won't be cruel to take away her last loved one.
A hand behind her shoulder hesitated and patted her few times. She turned and saw Praak's gentle smile giving her silent encouragement.
"Please save her life. I will arrange for everything." Reeya said. She wiped a drop of tear from her eyes. Praak looked at her in reverence.
The girl who seems careless and carefree on outside was in fact determined and strong. The years she struggled in his house he had never seen her cry. With a big heart she used to forgive them all.
"Rest assured. I will do my best. We can perform surgery as fast as everything is arranged." He patted her hand. "I had already added her on the transplant list. Family members at times become good match in blood type and other factors. If you wish check matching."
"Yes." She nodded.
"Thank you." Praak shook his hand. Although his face showed no grievance, his limp shake gave away his conflict. After all it was his grandma's life on line.
When she went to the reception, the guy gave her a figure of expenses. "Miss we must pay a deposit before surgery. If in an emergency we get a liver of a diseased patient, we can operate immediately. Please arrange the expenses as soon as possible."
"I understand."
"How will you arrange so much money?" Praak asked. It wasn't a small number —5,00,000.
She checked her balance from her cell phone. Her bank didn't even have one third of the figure.
"I will somehow."
In the ward, she sat beside the bed. When she held her hand, it was so cold. Amma had closed her eyes and her face was lifeless and pale.
Thank God! She still had time!
"Reeya..." A faint voice came from the bed.
"Amma. How are you?" A hint of whimper filled her voice. She got her ear close to Amma's mouth to hear.
"Life has to end.... You are suffering..." Amma didn't want to drag down anyone's life. She knew they couldn't afford the treatment.
But this girl bought her here again. She held Reeya's hand and said. "Let's go home."
This child had always been sensible from her childhood. Now she didn't have much time, it was better to be at home with her family.
"You don't worry. Amma I got money." She lied and faintly smiled.
What was she earning for if she can't even save her Amma? These years she never had any complaints about her job. With the meagre pay was enough for her living expenses. But now she checked her bank accounts. It wasn't enough!
The elevator door opened. Reeya took a step to walk in the elevator.
"Hey.." She heard a voice from behind her.
Reeya stood stuck to the ground as the doors were closing.
The man stuck his hand to stop them from closing. "Reeya."
It was Victor. Reeya took a deep breath and stepped in the elevator.
"Are you here to see a doctor?" He followed her.
She ignored him. Her eyes focussed on the changing numbers, waiting to reach the ground floor and escape the small place.
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"Doctor..." A pair of moist eyes pleaded.
"The operation is risky, she could lose a life on the table. You have to decide. If not for surgery she would have less than a month."
A month... Her mind blasted, her heart palpated, she grasped the desk. Reeya took a deep breath.
'No...no way. He won't rob a beggar.' she prayed. She was a beggar. Everything that was dear to her was lost one by one. God won't be cruel to take away her last loved one.
A hand behind her shoulder hesitated and patted her few times. She turned and saw Praak's gentle smile giving her silent encouragement.
"Please save her life. I will arrange for everything." Reeya said. She wiped a drop of tear from her eyes. Praak looked at her in reverence.
The girl who seems careless and carefree on outside was in fact determined and strong. The years she struggled in his house he had never seen her cry. With a big heart she used to forgive them all.
"Rest assured. I will do my best. We can perform surgery as fast as everything is arranged." He patted her hand. "I had already added her on the transplant list. Family members at times become good match in blood type and other factors. If you wish check matching."
"Yes." She nodded.
"Thank you." Praak shook his hand. Although his face showed no grievance, his limp shake gave away his conflict. After all it was his grandma's life on line.
When she went to the reception, the guy gave her a figure of expenses. "Miss we must pay a deposit before surgery. If in an emergency we get a liver of a diseased patient, we can operate immediately. Please arrange the expenses as soon as possible."
"I understand."
"How will you arrange so much money?" Praak asked. It wasn't a small number —5,00,000.
She checked her balance from her cell phone. Her bank didn't even have one third of the figure.
"I will somehow."
In the ward, she sat beside the bed. When she held her hand, it was so cold. Amma had closed her eyes and her face was lifeless and pale.
Thank God! She still had time!
"Reeya..." A faint voice came from the bed.
"Amma. How are you?" A hint of whimper filled her voice. She got her ear close to Amma's mouth to hear.
"Life has to end.... You are suffering..." Amma didn't want to drag down anyone's life. She knew they couldn't afford the treatment.
But this girl bought her here again. She held Reeya's hand and said. "Let's go home."
This child had always been sensible from her childhood. Now she didn't have much time, it was better to be at home with her family.
"You don't worry. Amma I got money." She lied and faintly smiled.
What was she earning for if she can't even save her Amma? These years she never had any complaints about her job. With the meagre pay was enough for her living expenses. But now she checked her bank accounts. It wasn't enough!
The elevator door opened. Reeya took a step to walk in the elevator.
"Hey.." She heard a voice from behind her.
Reeya stood stuck to the ground as the doors were closing.
The man stuck his hand to stop them from closing. "Reeya."
It was Victor. Reeya took a deep breath and stepped in the elevator.
"Are you here to see a doctor?" He followed her.
She ignored him. Her eyes focussed on the changing numbers, waiting to reach the ground floor and escape the small place.
"Doctor..." A pair of moist eyes pleaded. "The operation is risky, she could lose a life on the table. You have to decide. If not for surgery she would have less than a month." A month... Her mind blasted, her heart palpated, she grasped the desk. Reeya took a deep breath. 'No...no way. He won't rob a beggar.' she prayed. She was a beggar. Everything that was dear to her was lost one by one. God won't be cruel to take away her last loved one.A hand behind her shoulder hesitated and patted her few times. She turned and saw Praak's gentle smile giving her silent encouragement. "Please save her life. I will arrange for everything." Reeya said. She wiped a drop of tear from her eyes. Praak looked at her in reverence. The girl who seems careless and carefree on outside was in fact determined and strong. The years she struggled in his house he had never seen her cry. With a big heart she used to forgive them all. "Rest assured. I will do my best. We can perform surgery as fast as everything is arranged." He patted her hand. "I had already added her on the transplant list. Family members at times become good match in blood type and other factors. If you wish check matching.""Yes." She nodded. "Thank you." Praak shook his hand. Although his face showed no grievance, his limp shake gave away his conflict. After all it was his grandma's life on line. When she went to the reception, the guy gave her a figure of expenses. "Miss we must pay a deposit before surgery. If in an emergency we get a liver of a diseased patient, we can operate immediately. Please arrange the expenses as soon as possible.""I understand." "How will you arrange so much money?" Praak asked. It wasn't a small number 5,00,000.She checked her balance from her cell phone. Her bank didn't even have one third of the figure. "I will somehow." In the ward, she sat beside the bed. When she held her hand, it was so cold. Amma had closed her eyes and her face was lifeless and pale.Thank God! She still had time!"Reeya..." A faint voice came from the bed. "Amma. How are you?" A hint of whimper filled her voice. She got her ear close to Amma's mouth to hear. "Life has to end.... You are suffering..." Amma didn't want to drag down anyone's life. She knew they couldn't afford the treatment. But this girl bought her here again. She held Reeya's hand and said. "Let's go home."This child had always been sensible from her childhood. Now she didn't have much time, it was better to be at home with her family."You don't worry. Amma I got money." She lied and faintly smiled. What was she earning for if she can't even save her Amma? These years she never had any complaints about her job. With the meagre pay was enough for her living expenses. But now she checked her bank accounts. It wasn't enough!The elevator door opened. Reeya took a step to walk in the elevator."Hey.." She heard a voice from behind her. Reeya stood stuck to the ground as the doors were closing. The man stuck his hand to stop them from closing. "Reeya." It was Victor. Reeya took a deep breath and stepped in the elevator. "Are you here to see a doctor?" He followed her. She ignored him. Her eyes focussed on the changing numbers, waiting to reach the ground floor and escape the small place.
