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PAREWANG 7

After that, my mother was in a coma for two days. The doctor diagnosed if my mother had a mild stroke. Since that incident I forbade Mom from working in the shop. But he still insisted on managing his business.

He doesn't believe me because mom says stalls are quiet if I hold on.

Although the mother was sick she still pounded the rice using mortar. Not only that since my mother was sick she always wore green clothes. Although every day his clothes are always changing but still everything he wears is green.

I don't know why you like the color green, but you used to not.

Until one night my mother complained of back pain and asked me to massage her. Mom seemed to enjoy my massage while telling stories.

This time I told her about Mbah Kung. Somehow he was so excited about telling about the deceased. Even though I know that Mom really admires Mbah Kung, but this time she did not tell me how Mbah Kung struggles to become rich as usual. He prefers to tell about the secret of youth Mbah Kung.

"Kata Mbah actually woke up early and pounded rice to welcome the morning. In addition to making a fit body pounding rice while nosed can make our face youthful," he said with a smile

"Where's the back, ma'am?" much

Mom got up and stretched her hands.

"Kok still hurts ya le," he lamented

"Will I get another massage?"

Mother shook her head, "Cock now mother's chest also hurts, it feels rich sepek, hard to breathe" he added

Because I thought the wind came in I also suggested to scrape my mother's back. Mom doesn't mind, she told me to call her a regular masseuse.

I left my mother when an old woman came to scrape her off.

I waited long enough, after almost half an hour the woman came out and said goodbye.

I saw mom sleeping soundly after being in the massage and in the crust. Maybe he soybean pounded the rice and the effect in the wind.

At midnight I heard my mother coughing. Not just once but many times until you can't sleep. Because I was a kasian I also invited mother to see a doctor, but mother refused. He told me to buy cough medicine for him.

I don't want to argue with mom, especially now it's late at night. I went to the pharmacy 24 hours to buy cough medicine for him.

Luckily, there was a 24-hour pharmacy in my village. Although it is a little expensive.

After getting the medicine, I immediately went home. I hear you're still coughing, and this time you're coughing more often than ever.

I immediately gave the medicine I bought to Mom. My mother drank it straight away.

But who would have thought instead of improving the mother actually vomited blood after taking the drug. For fear of something happening with her, I ran my mother to the hospital.

The doctor said that the mother had acute tuberculosis. But how can the late father not a smoker.

Knowing the condition of the mother this time I actually asked the mother to rest completely especially after the doctor sentenced him to suffer from TB and lungs.

But again the mother insisted on still running the food stall.

In the morning I could only stroke my chest when I heard my mother pounding rice behind my house.

Even with the coughs he still pounded the paddy.

I immediately headed to the backyard to see the condition of mother. I saw Mom was so happy when she pounded that paddy. Sometimes he coughed and covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

"This mountain is not a toy, so do not try to use it if you do not know anything" said the mother

He then moved the mashed rice to the basin.

He then took her to a well not far from there. Maybe I'll wash the rice before cooking it.

I was just watching Mom from a distance. I'm still worried if anything happens to him. Especially with his sick condition.

Finish washing the rice and bring the basin to the kitchen. When he was about to leave the well, suddenly mother slipped to fall and her head hit the well.

Mom fainted, and I took her back to the hospital for treatment.

Mum's back in a coma, a few days.

Doctors diagnose if he has an alchemic stroke or some kind of blood vessel that spreads to the brain. This time I had to stay in the hospital for a long time. For almost two months he lay in the hospital, because he could not do anything.

His condition was like an undead, he could neither speak nor move.

Right now I have to go back and forth to the hospital while still running my mom's food stall business.

On the 61st day my mother started to improve. He began to move his motor. The doctor allowed him to go home.

With his current condition I was forced to hire a nurse to take care of my mother while I was taking care of the food stall..

If usually the sick person will improve his condition when returning home precisely experienced by the mother inversely.

The longer the mother's condition decreases after being treated at home.

Of course this makes me feel scared. Yes ... Of course I'm afraid of losing Mom. I'm still mourning my father's death anyway and I don't want to lose my mother either.

So even though my mother was in the care of my home, I still intensively invited a specialist to take care of her.

Doctors say the mother's vital organs are no longer able to organize her metamorphic tasks. At the end of the day the mother was completely paralyzed, she was like an undead who was just lying on her bed.

As mom got sick, our food stall business started to go bankrupt. One by one the branches closed because of lack of buyers.

I even reduced the number of employees to cover the losses.

It seems that what Abu Musa said is true if the mother uses a seller in her food stall business.

That night I was really faced with a situation that made me a dilemma. On the other hand, I was experiencing a financial crisis so it was difficult to get money in a stall that was quiet buyers. Let alone hoping for profit even to return capital alone feels very difficult.

But at this time I also need a lot of money for the cost of maternal medicine is quite large.

When I was faced with a difficult situation, I also tried to follow the mother's habit of pounding rice using mortar.

Because I once said that rice cooked from mashed rice tastes better and that's what makes customers come back to our food stalls.

When my mind was deadlocked suddenly I saw the figure of father. He walked to the mother's room and stopped in front of a large mirror on display in the mother's room.

His face looked shabby and he kept pointing at the mirror.

Out of curiosity I looked into the mirror. Instantly I instantly fainted after seeing a large tall creature with red eyes and drool that kept dripping was licking the body of the mother.