DON'T HATE MY SON
CHAPTER 51

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another thing in a hospital, a person who is restless waiting for news from the doctor who never came considering the condition of his grandson is critical. Rania had contacted kevin several times but there was no answer at all, it had been a few hours he contacted kevin but there was no response at all.

"there is a child, his son is critical like gini" said Rania back and forth in front of the icu door.

"god kevin you where, lift dong to see the condition of kenzho now he needs your support" continued rania.

"god save my servant's grandson, I beg God" said Rania.

Shortly afterwards the doctor came out but the doctor's face emitted an aura of worry.

"dok how my granddaughter" said Rania who immediately asked.

"alhamdullilah madam, little lord survived but.." said the doctor.

"but what dok" cut rania who showed concern.

"but at this time the little master is in a coma because of the impact on his head hit the cerebellum" explained the doctor

"ga may doc, granddaughter may not be in a coma" Rania hysterically tears.

"mrs who are patient, pray to God so that the little lord quickly comes to his senses from his coma" said the doctor pity to see the hysterical rania as before.

"thank you doc" replied Rania.

"oh yasudah then we say hello madam" said the doctor left rania herself in front of the keyro room.

after wearing sterile clothes, Rania approached to the safe Keyro there was seen a tiny baby who fell asleep wrapped with bandages on the head.

"quickly realize yes granddaughter of oma, oma very dear to you son" said Rania kissed keyro forehead.

"where are you vin why there is no news, your son is struggling hiks..hiks" lania who did not think of where she was all day without any news at all.

"get well soon baby" said Rania lalh was sleeping, rania rest because she had been keeping the keyro in the hospital all day.

The night is getting night but only the sound of a heartbeat device is used for the keyro.

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adzan dawn berumandang Naya who was asleep from her sleep was immediately awake when the sound of adzan reverberated.

"it's dawn" murmured naya and then rose from her sleep.

this time naya felt sleep in the mattress after a long time of sleep do not use a mattress, although the house now looks like it will collapse but for the naya this house is still worth living in.

the house that has been 2 years is not awaited, the house is outdated but naya never complained or felt strange when she returned to live in this house.

Baginha is only this house - the only relic of his parents.

After waking up from sleep naya immediately took the ablution water that is in the fertile rear.however the nature naya always took time to pray as a sign of her obligation.

"Allahuakbar" said Naya to pray after finishing naya also pray

" allah to you is the servant surrender, give your guidance o Allah how our next life, the servant will open a new page is the way of the servant of God" naya's prayer in her bow.

after performing the naya prayer did not go back to sleep he immediately cleaned the house, there are still many items that are still dusty.

Naya's house is not too big there is no dining room that there is a living room directly to the kitchen, the room in the house naya there are 2 rooms of her parents and herself.

when looking at the kitchen there is no one who can cook considering that firewood is no longer there even no ingredients for food.

"i have to go to the shop" said Naya.

After a few hours until Kenzho woke up from his sleep, he went to a vegetable stall to buy groceries.

"Assalamualaikum mother's child, has woken up" said Naya saw her son just woke up while rubbing his eyes.

"waalaikumcalam nda" replied kenzho with a typical voice of a newly awakened child.

"now kenzho wash your face first yes, there is someone who wants you to talk about kenzho" said Naya and then kenzho wash his face in the kitchen that has been provided with water so that kenzho is not difficult anymore.

Kenzho was astonished to see the side of the house he was occupying now where the house was every angle visible light from the outside.

but he did not dare to ask his mother about it.

"already" asked Naya and asked Kenzho to sit next to her.

"here want mom to talk to ken" continued naya.

"yes" replied kenzho.

"kenzho wouldn't mind living in your mother's house now?" tanya slowly - slowly.

kenzho just shook his head

"mother apologizes son, mother can not love the best for ken" said naya glazed - glass.

"ken want to say sorry mother" he continued.

"unda ken ga papa lives here in ken au kok" replied kenzho and hugged his mother.

"unda jan angis ken sad" continued kenzho.

"thank you so much son, dear mother ken" said Naya moved about her son.

"nda ken au nanya" kenzho said.

"what son" answered naya while playing kenzho's hair.

"later puyang kanda's father" asked kenzho.

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"sorry mother son who has not been able to provide complete affection for ken, mother forced to go to mother does not want to be lazy in the life of the father, let the father be happy without us, mother forced to go, mother will fight to die - matian for kenzho, mother will give her full affection for kenzho is important ken must be patient son" said naya in the inner.

"do you miss me, Dad?" tanya Naya who was sick said those words.

"iya nda hiks .. hiks, ken au peyuk father hiks.. hiks ken promise ga will be naughty ken ga will skip ken nda want aenan ken nda papa nda have aenan, nd, ken angen father nda hiks" said kenzho who issued all his longing to his father during this time.

"here dear" said Naya hugging her choked child - wistfully crying.

"later father come home here, ken who is patient yes pray the same god to be obnoxious yes son, ken must be a strong child huh"

naya

"you may come home here son, your father is happy we can't be selfish son, if we continue to be the same father we just be a prick for him." continued naya inwardly.

"benelan nda hiks holeh "a happy word but still choked - sad.

"we shop yes mother there is still a little money" said Naya then took Kenzho to go to the stall.

Naya locked the door of her house and immediately invited Kenzho to go to the market, along the street kenzho asked - asked about the scenery around his village.

"what is it" asked kenzho pointing at the rice field.

"it's a rice field, son" said Naya.

"wah kelen crater" muttered kenzho.

While walking there are a bunch of mothers - mothers who are choosing vegetables in the stall.

"Assalamualaikum mother - mother" said naya smiling.

"waalaikumsalam ehh neng naya has returned from the city" replied the mother ningsih.

"iya ma'am Naya came home last night"

"where you go neng"

"buy some vegetables"

"ehhh it's whose son naya" asked the mothers who had seen the little boy who was holding hands with naya.

"nda" call kenzho who's a little afraid of seeing strangers.

"here son, this is my son buk his name kenzho" answered naya smilingly introducing her son.

"huh"

"you're nay's son"

"how many years old"

"approximately 2 years buk" replied naya calmly.

"you are only 2 years old in the city if you already have children" asked the sati mother who likes nyinyir.

"where is your husband"

"hay handsome boy, where is your father" said the mothers sing kenzho.

kenzho just shook his head which meant he did not know, naya who saw it all could only smile.

"wah naya you kayaknya plain it turns out"

"i guess you did work there turned out to be a real job until you could have children, no shame what comes home here" nyinyir bu wati.

"ehh buk don't be that maybe naya's husband doesn't follow ya kan nay" bela buk ningsih but naya did not reply to his words.

"it's mom, anyway it's true naya there so women are not real, don't - don't get pregnant out of wedlock, illegitimate child dong"

"ehh bu wati don't like to talk about good people" bela bu ida.

"pain-ass shirt"

hearing all these words and immediately choose vegetables quickly and immediately go home he did not want his son said no - no.

"how much is all buk" asked Naya who had chosen what she would buy.

"40 thousand neng" answered the mother of the handkerchief.

"this is a thank you book" said Naya gave money to the merchant and then he left home.

"my mothers say goodbye first" pamit naya left the mothers at the vegetable shop.

"kok hunt - buruh very, very naya or really what is said that she is a real woman"

"yes yes buk, it seems aja alim taunya wild"

"amit - amit lest our men be seduced by naya"

"yes ma'am I am also worried about my husband*

"already dong buk not good talkin' people's children"

Naya who heard that all went straight away without looking at the mothers who were still talking about it.

"o Allah make it clear that you are a servant in the face of your trials" said Naya.

along the road naya daydreamed like not focusing fortunately she did not woe in hit by a motorbike.

"napa angis" asked kenzho.

"ga papa dear mother ga nangis kok just touched the place really seger" alibi naya smiled.

"delay jan sad yes, ken dicini cama unda" cadel kenzho.

Naya is grateful to have a child like Kenzho who understands the condition of her parents, Naya does not mean to be selfish but can no longer survive in the house kevin.

Along the way Naya stared at the scenery of the rice fields there was even a mother village who greeted him kindly and did not hesitate to pinch dear kenzho because he saw his cute son.

After forging a tiring distance, she immediately cooked what she had bought at the stall before she cooked and searched the wood in the garden behind her house first to cook Rice.

Naya is still grateful that her neighbors still want to take care of her garden see when she comes home and need this kind of vegetable garden can help even if only a little.

Naya immediately cooked rice for breakfast this morning, she felt sorry to see kenzho who had been starving since then but kenzho did not dare to say to his mother.

Kenzho is the type of strong boy who does not want to make his mother difficult that is why Naya is proud to have a child like kenzho.

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