A Handful of Love for You

A Handful of Love for You
20. Ill


Alena POV's


Chilling…


Cold sweat poured out of my body. I seem to have been very tired with all the activity during this one month. Two weeks, I was busy with various meetings and teaching then two weeks later, I attended a seminar held outside the city.


The accumulation of activities that did not stop for a whole month turned out to make my body fall. I felt cold sweat pouring from the nape accompanied by nausea and dizziness head added to my suffering.


Feeling not strong anymore to continue the activity today, I plan to go home sooner. Luckily, today there are no more classes I have to teach so I can go home early.


I force you to step foot into the parking lot. I suppressed the nausea to make the chest a little tight. I also had to endure the intense dizziness in my head. Cold sweat increasingly pouring profusely from the temples and nape.


Arriving in front of the car, I tried to take the car keys from inside the bag. Stirring the contents in the bag but the thing I was looking for was not found. I crouched down and took all the stuff out of the bag. I finally found my car keys lying on the parking lot along with other things I took out.


After getting the car keys, I immediately put all the items that were scattered back into the bag. I stood up but suddenly my vision seemed to go round and round. I immediately leaned against the body of the car. I felt the sensation of a spinning movement. I saw my surroundings spinning so fast that it triggered nausea and wanted to vomit violently. I walked towards the corner of the parking lot while closing my eyes.


“Yes Allah, it looks like I won't be strong driving until the apartment.”


I crouched back to relieve the dizziness.


“Bu... Mother why?”


I heard someone's voice ask.


I felt him crouching down to see how I was doing.


“Mother is fine?” ask him again.


“My head hurts so much as it goes around in circles, I am also nauseous like I want to vomit.”


I forced myself to answer that man's question.


“Mommy has vertigo disease?”


“Don't know,” I answered briefly because I wasn't strong with dizziness and nausea.


“Mother want to go home?”


“Ya”


“I'll take Mom home.”


I could only nod slowly because I could no longer speak.


“Mom can wake up?”


I fell silent because I still felt my eyes twirling as I tried to open my eyes.


“Where is the car key?”


I'm deflecting my car keys.


I heard he opened the passenger door in the back.


“Mom can walk?”


I still can't answer the question.


“Sorry Mom, if I am not polite.”


I felt him slipping his hands on my legs and back. He took me to sit in the back passenger seat.


I kept my eyes closed until I could not see who was helping me. I think he was one of my students. The sound of the car door being closed, opened, then closed again.


“Home address Where?”


“Apartment X, number 515.”


I felt the car slowly go and after that I was unconscious. My eyes are really dark.


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I headed straight to the campus cafeteria to order hot tea and noodles to warm up and fill my rumbling stomach. After my drinks and food ran out, I felt my body slightly powered back up.


I set foot into the library to add to my chapter 2 reference. I spent from morning to noon reading the references I would add in chapter 2.


After lunch and prayer, I plan to visit the house of Teh Iyah. I haven't seen my two favorite kids in a long time. Lucky little by little, I was able to forget my love for Teh Iyah even though I admit that Teh Iyah still at home inhabits the corner of my heart.


I walked to the student parking lot. Along the way, I did not stop to return the greetings of my juniors who were mostly women. Instead of being arrogant, I was very popular with juniors, especially women even though I had not graduated and worked. Maybe because my looks were indeed above average made them behave too kindly towards me, senior brother who was far above them.


To get to the student parking lot, I had to pass the lecturer's parking lot. While passing the lecturer's parking lot, I saw Ms. Alena squatting next to her car. For the sake of humanity, I approached and asked about her situation.


“Bu...Mother why?”


Ms. Alena still crouched down and closed her eyes. He didn't answer my question.


I crouched down to see how he was.


“Mother is fine?” ask me a little worried


Of course because he's my guidance counselor I'm worried about him. It's not that I have a special feeling but it's just for humanity.


“My head hurts so much as it goes around in circles, I am also nauseous like I want to vomit.”


I finally heard an answer from Ms. Alena.


“Mommy has vertigo disease?” ask again.


“Don't know,” the answer is short, probably because Ms. Alena is holding back her dizziness and nausea.


“Mother want to go home?”


“Ya,” answer


“I take Mom home,” bargain.


Ms. Alena nodded slowly but I could see her movements and I took her nod as a sign of agreeing with her.


“Mom can wake up?”


No response from Ms. Alena. This girl is a bitch too. Pain alone can make me calm with his indifference in answering my questions. Uh, I shouldn't be upset like this. Ms. Alena didn't answer my questions maybe she couldn't because she was enduring the pain. Ah, I am too outrageous.


“Where is the car key?”


Ms. Alena pulled the keys to her car.


I opened the rear passenger seat.


“Mom can walk?”


Ms. Alena is still silent as if she has not been able to answer my question.


“Sorry Mom, if I am not polite.”


Since I didn't get a response from Ms. Alena, I planned to carry her into the car.


I put my hands on his legs and back. I carried Ms. Alena to sit her in the passenger seat.


Fortunately, Ms. Alena's body is not too heavy so I am still able to carry it with my energy that is not optimal.


After I sat Ms. Alena in the passenger seat, I opened the driver's seat door and started the car.


“Home address Where?”


“Apartment X, number 515.”


I drove Ms. Alena's car at a moderate speed because I didn't want Ms. Alena to feel bothered if I pushed her too fast.


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to be continued....