MILLY
chapter 34. please mama, son.

Dean saw his phone. It was a call from my mother.

"Cummer, Ma. What's wrong Ma? Why call Dean that."

"Dean .. Where are you, son?" It was heard across from my voice so soft as to endure the pain.

"Dean's got a little business, Ma. Mama why?" ask Dean to worry.

"Mama's sick, son. You go home now."

"But Dean has Ma's business. Dean's coming home soon. Mama same bik Nah first ya."

"Dean please mama, son. You should go home now. Mama's not strong, son."

The sound of my mother's voice grew louder. Dean was worried about the state of his mother.

"Yes already. Dean's coming home," Dean said resignedly. Then he disconnected the phone call.

Dean looked towards Milly. Without asking Dean explained if the one who called was his mother.

"Sorry Mil, my mom is sick. I have to go home now. It's okay."

"Well, we're going home, afraid Santy's aunt waited a long time."

Dean and Milly walked out of the restaurant. Dishes that have not been eaten, left out.

Arriving at the parking lot, Milly pulled Dean's hand that was walking in front of her.

Dean stopped and looked at Milly.

"What's up, Mil?"

"Mmm .. I went home by taxi online only, so you can get home quickly," said Milly.

Dean did not reply, he immediately clasped Milly's hand. Then lead him to the car.

"Deans"

Dean remained silent, he opened the car door for Milly and told Milly to get on. Then Dean closed the door. Dean catches up with Milly in the car.

"I'll anterin you go home first, after that just to the house."

"It's gonna take time."

"I brought you here, I'm also responsible for bringing you home."

On the way back to Milly's house, they were quieter. Milly did not want to ask too many questions, he was sure Dean was very worried, seen from the way Dean who drove the car at a fairly high speed.

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Once home, Dean quickly pressed the bell home. Bik Nah came to open the door, bik Nah looks like she was crying.

"Assalamualaikum Bik Nah's. How's mom, Bik?" dean asked as he walked towards his mother's room. Bik Nah walked behind Dean.

"Aden directly see yes, to the mistress' room, bik Nah sad to see the condition of the mistress.

Aden wants to make what? Tea or coffee."

"No, Bik. I was drinking outside. Mama hasn't eaten yet, Bik?"

"Not Den, he said no appetite."

"Yes, please make porridge for mama yes, Bik. Please anterin to my mother's room. Let me bribe mom."

"Ready Den. Then go to the kitchen first. Later if you need anything directly call a aunt."

Dean nodded his head, and Nah passed into the kitchen.

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Dean just got to the door of his mother's room. Dean heard the mama's cry that was so bitter in the ear.

Dean walked in right away after opening the door. Dean was stunned to see the condition of his mother was so sad.

Wrapped in a blanket, Mama Dean curled up on the bed. His body shakes because he cries. His hand kept holding his head.

"Ma, Mama this is Dean Ma. Mama why? Tell Dean what's sick" Dean said, hugging his mother.

Dean tried to calm the mother. But the mother refused and slightly moved away from Dean.

"Ma, what's wrong? This is Dean, Ma. Mama's son" said Dean worried and confused about the response of the mother.

"Huhu .. huhu .. no one loves you. Pain pa, mama's not strong. pick up mama, yes, pa."

Mama Dean just kept crying while holding her head, she seemed to complain to the husband who had died. The confused Dean immediately called the bik Nah.

With a step that was scattered bik Nah came with a worried face.

"What's up Den? Did something happen to madam?"

"Sir, what was the condition of my mother like this?"

"Yes Den, from earlier the madam cried constantly, sometimes also yelling."

Dean thought about what he should do to help his mother.

"Ma .. We're in the hospital. Let my mom check with the doctor. Later mama will be given medicine, let mama recover quickly," said Dean softly.

"Do not want .. mama is afraid to go to the Hospital," replied the mother in between her tears.

"And there's Dean Ma, Dean will accompany Mama, Dean love Mama." Dean gently persuaded the mother.

"No. .. huhu."

"That's the only way you can get better quickly. Want to buy drugs at the pharmacy, Dean is afraid of the wrong drugs. There's gonna be a danger to mama."

"Call the doctor, let your mother take care of her at home."

"Yes already. Dean wants to call Dr. Hardy first, Dean will ask to come home."

"No, mama didn't want to, she's the one who killed papa," said Mama Dean.

Dr. Hardy was the doctor who treated Papa Dean, when he was sick before finally exhaling his last breath.

Mama Dean who is sad at her husband's residence, often says if Dr. Hardy killed it on purpose. That accusation is not true at all.

"Yes, Dean tried calling Dean's friend first. Where do you know there's a doctor's acquaintance."

"No need. Call Dr. Just arisa. Just find her name on your phone."

Dean took his mother's phone. After finding the number he was looking for, he immediately called and asked the doctor to come to his house. The doctor also responded.

Although Dean did not know the doctor but he did not think to ask the mother. For him, the most important thing is that the mother is quick to treat.

It didn't take long for the doctor to get to Dean's house.

Dr. Arisa, who is about the same age as Dean's mother, immediately examined her patient.

Beyond Dean's estimation, the doctor explained what pain befell the mother.

"The patient actually did not experience any serious pain in his body. According to my examination, the patient is under pressure, so it disturbs his mind.

His brain could no longer handle that pressure. It makes his head very sick. If it continues to be left it could be disturbing his soul."

Dean couldn't believe what the doctor said. But the doctor was able to explain well, so Dean finally believed.

The mother was given medicine to relieve her headache. Until it calms down a little.

"Do you have to go to the hospital, Doc? Let's get a handle quickly."

Mama Dean immediately shook his head, a sign of disapproval.

"In the hospital, it will only treat his headache. But the crux of the pain of the patient was his mind. I suggest that Nak Dean try to talk heart to heart with his mom. Follow what mom wants. In the Lord it will help his healing."

Dean immediately responded to Dr. Arissa.

Dr. Arisa also asks Dean to continue reporting on the development of his mother. He'll always control Mama Dean's condition. Later Dr. Arisa resigned because she would treat other patients.