Becoming a Ning
Roll In Glass Piles

Papa came closer to me as if to hug me, "No need, Pa. I don't need Papa's hug anymore!" I prevented his intention.

He who had wanted to get close at once stopped, "Your feet bleed, let Papa medicine, yes!" papa's proposal looked at my feet.

"No need, let me tell Bibik later. You know what Papa's intention and purpose is to come here!" I'm sick of the bases.

"Mmm .. So, in two days Papa will have a meeting with the client. They know you are Papa's son.

So, yeah ... Papa should take you because it's a family gathering. Later, your new mother will also come along," explained Papa his intentions and goals.

"So, if they don't know if I'm Papa's son. That means, Papa won't take me to the show?" ask me with a slanted smile staring at Papa.

"Not that kayak, honey," said Papa.

I was silent and had a flat face looking forward with a blank stare, "Send the clothes and the makeup artist here."

"Huh? Do you really want to, honey? Thank you, yes, thank you very much. It won't be long, though. At least one hour doang, Papa will increase your pocket money.

If so, Papa will go home first, yes. Assalamualaikum, "greetings and leave happily after what he wants can be.

Without him knowing, that behind his happiness. There was me who was hurt by his nature and attitude. Bibik went into the room with a lot of pain.

He was indeed easy to cry if he had seen a quarrel like this, "Here his legs Non, let Auntie medicine," pinta Aunty and sat beside me.

I put my foot in front of Aunt, let this woman treat her. I grimaced a little when it turned out that my feet were hit by glass fragments not just one.

"Sick, Non?" ask Bibik when he sees me biting my lips.

"Lumayan Bik."

"We go to the hospital, yes. That Non's lips are also bleeding because it's too strong Non bite, hiks ... Aunt is afraid of Non. Come on, let's go to the hospital!" take Aunt who stopped treating me when she saw not just one piece of debris.

"Haha, okay-okay Bik. But, don't cry like dong," I said rubbing Aunt's cheek.

"Cepet Non, change clothes, yes. Bibik says same with the driver first!" timpal Bibi put P3K into the nightstand and ran out of the room calling the driver.

I slightly limped up from the bed, walked to close the door first and changed the school uniform with knee dres so that the doctor would easily treat my leg wound.

Yes ... actually I was wearing a long skirt, just because it was too sedentary as if entering the world of contentious films.

I raise the skirt to my knees because I also always use other shorts.

So, inevitably when the glass I dropped deliberately in front of the feet. My feet are also affected.

"Come, Non. Slow down, yes," said Auntie embracing me.

"Sorry, yes, Non. Aunty can't come" Auntie said when she managed to help me get in the car.

Aunt was traumatized by the hospital, as some of the families she loved must have died while in the hospital.

The last thing that made him so traumatized that he did not dare to go to the hospital again when his son had to die also in the hospital.

"Yes, Bik. Mega understood, really. No papa, Mega can be alone," I said with a smile knot.

"Be careful, yes, Mang!"

"Slip, Bik!"

In the car, I restarted the phone to see the messages from my friends.

Already hundreds of messages from the group made me finally just listen because they did not understand where they had discussed.

"Where does Non feel?" the driver looked at me from the rear view mirror.

"What is your taste, sir?" askaku.

"It feels like anj*ng!" I cried and laughed with him.

As soon as I got to the hospital, the driver instead of helping me get inside instead called the existing nurse.

The nurse finally came in with a wheelchair, not just a woman but a man who helped me get out of the car and sit in a wheelchair.

"Tell me, Father! I cut my salary because I left it in the car alone!" I threatened her before being taken in by the nurse into the hospital.

It's so annoying, he might even leave me. If anything happened to me, how? Where I can't run.

I was taken to our doctor's room first, do not know if Mama and Papa now if sick check to see which doctor.

"Well ... What's the pretty boy doing, huh?" ask the male doctor with the swath glasses perched on his nose.

"Roll up in the glass pile, Doc!" my ketus.

"Haha, there is your answer," he scolded and approached me, "would you lie down or sit here?"

"Here you go, Doctor," my bargain is no longer strong if I have to be told to move.

"Okay, let the doctor squat down. For your sake," he said take his medical equipment.

Several times I grimaced and bit the cloth the doctor gave me, unknowingly this pain made my tears drip.

'Do I have to return these tears to Mama and Papa?' my mind is filled with vengeance on both of them.

"Already! Here ... his lips let Om medicine too," he said staring at me.

I removed the cloth from my lips and let him treat my lips that were hurt by my own actions.

"Aren't you tired of hurting yourself?" ask the doctor this time.

"No, I would rather hurt myself than return the pain I felt to my parents" I said, staring at his face right in front of me.

The doctor smiled and wiped away the tear marks on my cheeks, rubbed my hair and stood up, "Have it!"

"Thank you doctor."

"Together, yuk, I'll take you outside and take the medicine."

"Should I take doctor's medicine? It's also treated."

"Let it dry quickly and heal, for a few days you do not wear socks first, yes. Or ... Can you wear a short skirt, right?"

"Can't be a doctor."

"But this is urgent."

I looked up and looked at her face, "Will, tomorrow the doctor will make his own school that has various things at that school!" glare with ketus.

"For a kid your age, you're too grumpy Mega."

"Bodo very!" answer's short.

The doctor just chuckled and took the medicine at the pharmacy, after which we stopped at the receptionist to pay for the treatment.

"Thank you, doctor!" I said because I had been helped up into the car as well.

"Sir? Still afraid of wounds and blood?" the doctor looked at my driver.

"Hehe, yes, Mr. doctor," he replied with a whimper as the doctor smiled and shook his head.

"Doctor if there is a hearing that nyari locker and can drive, tell me, yes. Want me to change, but for him who used to see blood is also hurt, yes!" timpalku with a flat face.