My Mother's Tears
Part 32 Tomi's
“Why not tell Dad about your wedding, son.”
“I'm sorry Well, I didn't tell Dad about my wedding.”
“Yes already, because everything has happened, Dad also understood him. Now I want her, have you met your Aunt?”
“Not Well, but I plan on not seeing them all.”
“Ya already, it's up to you,” said Darman while sipping a warm coffee in front of him.
They talked for a long time, discussed pleasant things, then Maryati and Tomi asked to return to the station, Darman who was still in his service as a Kades refused to come with Maryati to his home.
The day passed quietly, after Tomi and Maryati returned to the station, everything seemed to change.
Ridwan's departure from their lives turned out to have run a year was not felt. In accordance with the will of God, at that time in the womb of Maryati there was a baby who was almost born into the world.
Even at the age of nine months and five days, Maryati also gave birth to her fourth child. Perhaps because of Maryati's weak physique and Maryati's young age, Maryati finally gave birth to a premature baby.
The beautiful little baby, lying weakly in a hospital incubator, day and night Maryati and Tomi look after him with so much affection and hope. So that the little baby can be healthy again.
Six months keeping the baby in the hospital, Maryati ran out of everything, as well as her capital, also ludes was not left.
Meanwhile, Tomi, who served at the TNI headquarters, rarely returned home, all because his duties were increasingly piling up.
At the hospital Maryati tried alone to care for her son who never realized.
“Mother, Mother! i'm hungry!” rengek Bima while shaking his mother's body.
“You hungry babe?”
“Iya Bu.”
“But I don't have money son, you can hold it for a moment, later if the hospital rice comes, let it be for bima yes.”
“But I'm hungry now Bu.”
“Iya I know, but Bima can be patient right baby?”
“Yes already, if you don't want to buy me food, I better just sleep.”
Maryati's heart felt sliced, when she heard the plain words of Bima who was a child, Maryati did not know where to be, as she was, because it's been almost five months Tomi never came to visit them in the hospital.
When Bima tried to close his eyes, the person next to him was actually opening a pack of rice, which was very delicious sauce.
Seeing the child next to him eating rice, Bima felt unable to bear, fortunately the old woman who was next to Maryati told her son to share food with Bima.
“Yogi, the rice is in for two with Bima yes nak?”
“Iya Bu,” replied Yogi while sliding the rice in front of him in front of the Mother.
Then with a wide smile, the old woman also divided her two children's rice, with Bima. Because their rice was divided evenly, the woman immediately invited Bima to eat it.
“Thanks Mom, have shared with me.”
“Sama-sama dear, it turns out you are a smart child,” said the old woman while rubbing the head of Bima.
For more than six months Maryati was in the hospital taking care of her little daughter. With God's permission, the little princess finally realized and looked very agile. After her daughter regained consciousness, Maryati was given permission to return home.
At the train station, Maryati re-opened her business, selling coffee and other snacks, must be fortunately not much, but Maryati still selling, so that the needs of her children can be fulfilled.
That night Tomi came home, drunk, Maryati became angry at her attitude, who never cared about the daughter she had just born.
“I'm busy darling.”
“That's just your excuse Bang, now it's more than six months, just you come back to this house.”
“I'm sorry Maryati, I'm currently being punished from the center.”
“Punishment? what penalty?”
“I got a penalty, for leaving duty for one month.”
“Why did you leave the task, if it will get sanction?”
“If I don't take care of you, in the hospital then who will take care of you and Bima, for that I go to the office to ask for duty permission, but they refused my permission.”
“Then you get a penalty how many months?”
“No decision yet, which is clear to date, I have served a sentence of five months more.”
“Why do not immediately go to the center, ask the leadership of Brother, until when the sentence ends.”
“Abang shame on friends.”
“Thy friends? did I not hear wrong?”
“It's a pity, we don't have to discuss it anymore, most importantly we have been happy, because our daughter has returned home safely and healthily.”
“Why yes, in my life, I have always been deceived and fooled people continue?”
“No one fooled and cheated you dear.”
“If you are not on duty anymore, then how can we find food in a city this big.”
“Sabar darling, there is still a lot of work that we must do, as long as we want to try, God must give way for us."
“Alright, if that's what you said, I just obey,” replied Maryati who was washing dishes at the time.
Having been released due to neglect in work, Tomi was forced to find odd jobs to increase family costs. After several months of work, Tomi also got good results.
The results of the additional work were used by Tomi to meet the family's living costs. But unfortunately, the great opportunity was misused by Tomi.
On a whim, Tomi went with her friends playing playing playing playing cards, until finally she became addicted. Every day Tomi plays cards, so the owner of the place where he works gets angry and dismisses him from work.
Not only the money from the additional salary that is used to bet, the money from the monthly salary during duty was exhausted not restless to bet at the gambling table.
During the night Maryati can only cry and grieve, but Tomi always seems to ignore.
“This morning, there is no more rice in the kitchen, everything has run out, while Bima and Tia need to eat, Bang.”
“Abang don't have money dear.”
“Where is the money from your work so far, salary money and other allowance money?"
Tomi was silent when Maryati questioned him about the money. Since all that money was gone he bet on the gambling table.
“I don't think I can bear it if we keep this Bang, soon Tia will have a sister, do we have the cost to give birth in the hospital?”
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