
"Mama."
All voices became one, muttering the body that was chuckling on that floor. Your movements are the same as coming.
Dihyan stood up to make Rima's body that had been on her lap also stand up. Approaching the mother who has been in the grip of her papa.
"Let me get paid." He said while patting papa's shoulder in order to replace his position. The frail body he had now pocked towards the room with the whole family following behind him.
"Eucalywood oil embilin." His orders are aimed at anyone, as long as it's fast.
Rima came forward to use his skills even with a pias face. In his heart he cursed b0d0h Diandra's behavior. All of this happened because of the girl's excessive actions. Why should there be a kneeling event in front of the whole family, didn't the girl have ever apologized to him?
"No pa-pa, mama just fainted." DIhyan turned his head towards the wife by offending a slight calming smile.
While papa was on the side holding the hand of the wife who felt a little cold. He doesn't want to comment on anything. His heart felt numb when he saw everything.
Diva is next to my father. The young girl's face looked panicked, worrying about her mother. Maybe this was the first time he saw his mother faint, as he remembered the woman who had given birth to him was a strong and active woman. His brain had thought of the most extreme thing in his life. What if mama,...?
Diandra who is no less panicked with Diva. Inwardly continue to curse Rima, why slow once the woman made a decision. It's not easy to say "yes, I'm sorry!"
But the woman was deliberately stalling for even longer. Is it nice for Rima to look down on her in front of the whole family? However, the girl still blames Rima for her condition.
Dihyan kept trying to rub wood oil under your nose, palms and temples. Sometimes I call my mom softly.
Mom, after a while, began to blink her eyes to adjust the light that entered her retina.
"Mah." Mah." All approached with a relieved face although it still left a bit of worry.
They still give the woman a chance to regain full consciousness. Mama massages the shoots of the nose alternately with the temples.
" What is your mom feeling? Is anyone sick?" Dihyan represents everything.
" Let me check it out, Mah!" Rima came back closer.
" No need, just wait for the doctor!" The words that came out of my lips stopped my feet from climbing the bed.
He's refused. Papa prefers to call other doctors rather than using the free services of his family members.
Maybe I'm disappointed in both of them.
For some time, a female doctor had appeared to join them all in the room.
"You can get out!" Papa's voice returned to command for all of them. Giving room to the doctor to check the condition of the woman who has been accompanying her days.
"You too!" Now papa leads to Rima and Diandra who are glued to the spot. Though they are still useful here, but, ah already!
Now everyone has taken a step to leave the room, leaving behind papa, mama and the doctor.
With the slow pace Rima prefers to go towards the room. The Dihyan Room in this house. Just opening the door he had been greeted with a large frame. A picture of a couple who showed happiness through that beautiful smile.
The foot of the level continues to step even though the heart was offended by papa's refusal.
If he used to feel strong when there was a mother who always supported him, but now he does not know who else he wants to ask for help and relax the body when tired.
The role of Mama Cinta is very influential in her entire life.
Mama Cinta who is able to replace the figure of her mother became a backrest when she was feeling tired.
Mama Cinta who became his escape when bored when faced with problems.
But the woman is now weak. Couldn't defend him when his father-in-law kicked him out.
Who can he blame now? He did not want to enjoy the mistake. It's not his fault.
Though papa rejected it because he saw the worry that was clearly drawn in his eyes. Papa doesn't want to put too much weight on his shoulders.
The feet step slowly with the view still fixated on a large frame of beautiful gold.
"Mr?"
Apply it to the picture on the wall. The woman who hugged the husband's arm.
"How are you? Aren't you?" Rima smiled miris.
"Bak must be happy there, right? While me?"
"I'm hurt, I'm hurt." Said with a down.
" Nobody wants to know how I feel right now."
" I've even sacrificed my love, but what do I get?"
" Nothing but disappointment. I'm angry, sad but I can't show it all to anyone else."
He was even about to complain, bringing out everything that stuck in his heart, but to whom?
"Maybe during my life Nindy felt lucky to have a husband who loved sincerely, but me,...?"
He wanted to say that he could not have a man who loved and loved him, but it felt unnatural, afraid if anyone heard especially Diandra.
" I have a husband but like no one. He just wants my son!"
Only that was his opinion of the man.
"Five."