Love In The Dream Realm
Chapters. 45

The image walked slowly into the hospital hallway. He looked at the entire hospital. She became worried about continuing her steps when she saw the nameplate of the ward where her parents were being cared for. He was not ready to meet his father. However, he was impatient to know the state of the mother.

Previously Citra had found out at the receptionist about the place where her parents were cared for. So Citra did not need to ask her father about it. The annoyance that enveloped his heart, made Citra reluctant to meet his father or Mila.

Arriving at room number seven, Citra paused at the door to make sure her father was not there. The image peeking from the gap of the glass door and lucky there only seen the mother who was lying on the brangkar.

The image hurriedly opened the door and went inside.

"Mother ...!" the thrill while pouring into the arms of the mother.

"Partner, where have you been?" asked mother while gently stroking her daughter's head.

Sobs broke out between the two. Citra loves her mother more than her disappointment in mother. He believes the mother must have experienced heavy things when it comes to letting go of father remarrying. And you choose to keep your own wounds.

Mother unraveled their embrace and covered Citra's face with one of her hands that was not attached to the infusion. "Partner, Mother is sorry. All this is indeed the fault of Mother. But, Mother please never leave Mother, dear!"

"Mother, it is very painful for Citra. The image felt lied to Mother and father. What really happened between you?" ask Citra while sobbing.

"Good Mother will explain, dear. But, tell me Mother, where did you live last night?" ask mother.

"Picture Heart hurts so much to know that reality, Bun. Imagery takes its own time to think about all that. Citra stay at Citra's friend's boarding house, Bun."

"Your friend? the man who chased you yesterday?" ask mother.

"Yes, but Citra sleeps in the girl's room, Bun. Not the same as him!"

"Your girl's friend is also one kost with her?" ask the mother again who is not satisfied with Citra's answer.

"So Citra used to be so afraid of sleeping at home, Citra never cost, Bun. And there Citra knows Bima and mbak Dinara. Semalem Citra numpang sleeps in the room mbak Dinara," Citra explained.

"Are you afraid to sleep at home? why, Honey? what happened to you while you were there? all this time Mother thought ...." Mother did not continue her words. He felt very guilty for letting Citra stay alone in the house.

"Partra said that time was the same Mother and father, right? The image is often disturbed by an invisible figure in the house, Bun. Even Citra friends to have an accident in front of our house. He got into a coma and somehow the situation is now Citra doesn't know, Bun! hiks ... hiks ...!" The image again sobbed in the arms of his mother when the sadness of losing Andra re-emerged.

"Citra ..., forgive Mother, dear! Forgive Mother for making you experience that terrible thing yourself!"

Tok to tok.

Chequek!

The image immediately turned towards the door to ascertain who was coming.

"Good day, it's lunch, ma'am" said a waitress, carrying a lunch box in her hand.

Citra was relieved because it was not her father who came.

"Thank you, Mom!" citra said when receiving the lunch box.

"Sama-sama, excuse me!" he said goodbye and then went out.

"Eat first, Bun. Image bribe?" citra said while opening the mother's lunch box.

"Yes, Honey!" said mother while confirming the location of her seat.

Citra feeds the mother bribe after bribe painstakingly. However, only a few bribes mother already refused to be fed again.

"Enough, Cit. Mommy is full," said the mother while pushing a hand plan Citra who wants to bribe back.

"But, there is still plenty of food left, Mother. A little more, huh?"

"No, Honey. Mother is no longer able. Mother's stomach feels a little nauseous, if forced there Mother even wants to vomit," she said.

"Okay, all right." The image closes back the lunchbox, then puts it on the nightstand.

Citra then took a glass containing tea for the mother. "Let's have a drink, Bun. The medicine is taken, huh?" abugn.

Citra told her about her trip to the hospital. About him who lost his wallet, then about the help of middle-aged mothers earlier.

"Are you hurt, Cit? Where's that sick?" ask me to worry.

"No, Bun. Only the Citra bag alone has a little tear like a secondhand in the razor," Citra said.

"Thank God, son. Mother feels relieved if you are okay. Next time be more careful, yeah!" matahari advises.

"Yes, bun. Mother is now resting, huh? The image of praying first to the musala."

"Yes, Cit. Please help Mother lie down!" mother's word.

After that Citra left her mother's room and headed to the hospital musala.

Arriving at the hospital, Citra was reunited with the woman who had helped her on the bus.

"Mom, we meet again" Citra said.

"You ...? Oh, yeah, the one on the bus?,"

"Yes, Mom."

"Well, we'll continue talking. Let's pray now!" his speech invited Citra to pray congregation.

Some women participated in the congregational prayer with them.

After the prayer Citra walked with the mother while chatting. Her mother's name was Nurma.

"What's the pain, son?" ask Nurma.

"I don't know yet, Mom. Mother complained if her stomach often hurts. But, the doctor has not found the disease," Citra said.

"May I look at his mother?" ask Nurma.

"Of course you can, Mom. Come with me!"

They then arrived at my mother's room. Citra introduces Nurma's mother to her mother.

"Oh yes, Cit. Get me the bag, Mother!" mother's orders.

The image swiftly picked it up. "Mom, how much does my son owe me, let me replace him?"

"No need, Mom. I've already explained that. Nor is the money much. Please do not take it as a debt. I've told my son Citra not to have to replace him!" nurma.

"Thank you very much for your kindness," said the mother sincerely.

"Together, Mom. If I may know what pain you are?" ask Nurma to mom.

"I don't know either. I have felt this way for over a year. However, the doctor said I was just acid reflux. I felt a tremendous pain when the pain came!" mama says.

"Can Anada explain in more detail, maybe I can help."

"My stomach felt so tight that there was a very strong bond wrapped around my stomach. I was so sick that I could not stand up straight when the pain appeared. In fact, it often comes out like pus from my navel hole," said the mother explained.

"What's it like to relapse in certain moments?" ask Nurma.

"Yes, Mom's right."

"What, you know what my mother is sick?" ask Citra curious. Because, all this time my mother never told me about her illness. Mother looks healthy when she is at home.

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