"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.
