For My Brother and Mother
Pain brought my mother back
Mom is still busy with her plans, contracting out her own house, and getting out of the house.
If only he could not wait to stay apart from me and Satria.
But God gave him guidance at the right time.
The more the day the mother looks lethargic and limp, she suddenly coughs and never heals.
"Mom we go to the doctor.??", I said worried about his condition.
"No, tomorrow will be healed" he told me.
After a month passed, the pain did not improve, it looked worse.
Mother is getting pale and lethargic.
One morning she was crying.
"Why ma'am..???", I asked her.
He was crying and I saw blood on his cough.
"We go to the doctor now" I said.
Because Azam can't be taken to the clinic, and Satria hasn't come home from work.
I called my sister.
Heading..tutt...
"Hallo, why Kin.??" said my brother, who immediately picked up my phone call.
"Can you come over here soon, brother.??, I need help", I said.
"Okeee, wait a minute" he said, closing his phone.
I calmed my mother down at the time, there was a sense of pity when I saw her.
So rarely did I see him cry, maybe once or twice I saw him cry because of my stepfather.
But today, he was crying like a desperate man.
Hilt...Hilt...
It was the sound of my brother's motor, he went downstairs and met us inside the house.
"Why Kin, why are you crying.??" he said surprised to see my mother crying.
I showed you the bloody mother's cough.
"Oh my God...??" said my brother surprised to see the blood patch.
"Please take mom to the clinic, I can't leave Azam alone, kasian, he also needs breast milk, if I take it, he's too small for me to take to the clinic, I also can't take care of my mother's needs while there" I said.
" Oh yeah, let's go, I'll take you to the clinic, get on my bike" my brother said.
We made my mother walk towards the bike.
I waited anxiously.
It has been 2 hours they have not returned, I murmured inwardly.
The day had already shown afternoon, they had not returned either.
Green, grenggg....
The sound of big brother's motor, I rushed out with Azam's holding.
"How did brother, how did it go.??" I said.
"Mother has TB lung and Diabetes" my sister explained.
She started to shed her tears again.
"Your mother should take Tb medicine for 6 months without breaking up, and should often control, for her diabetes should keep eating and keep her abstinence good, sugar levels are quite high, and the, fortunately, this includes dry diabetes, so there are no injuries that make it more serious" my brother explained.
My mother just fell silent, what was she thinking.??, I don't know.
Then mom went into the room.
"Kin, I talked to your mother at length, she seems to regret what she did to you, I hope you take good care of her, the medicine and the food I leave everything to you, if the control problem and redeem the drug, let the brother take care of it, okay", said my brother, saying goodbye.
"Good brother", I said.
"Take care of yourself" he said as he passed on his bike.
I took a deep breath.
I was indeed heartbroken by my mother's attitude this late.
But I don't want God punishing him like this either.
After all, she's still my mother, she's my paradise.
May you heal him, O God, in peace, my prayer in the heart.
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That morning I prepared a special meal for my mother, according to my sister's instructions.
The doctor said, mothers should not eat white rice until the sugar level drops, the sugar should also be specific to diabetics, not too much oil, flavoring and salt.
I prepared everything as directed.
My mother looks more moody than usual.
He was afraid to just eat.
"Bukk, this is the food, do not be afraid, all are in accordance with the orders of the doctor" said I serve breakfast to him.
My mother ate and took medicine regularly.
And in these few days, no spicy talk has come out of his mouth.
Mouth mask was not separated from him, he lived in his own room.
He said he was afraid he would infect Azam and Nara if he did not sleep in his own room.
I am sad to see it.
His body looked very thin dry, and lethargic.
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Already 3 months passed, the mother's Tb treatment is 3 months away.
And gradually his body began to recover and did not look lethargic.
The sugar level has also stabilized. Without having to inject insulin.
"Kin sorryin mom.??" said my mom.
"Have the book, let it pass, I have only one parent, mother, please do not say rudely to me again, my heart hurts more if you say it, compared to the spicy talk from my father every day", I said glassy.
"Thank you Kin", he said, hugging me.
O Allah, thou art ever to turn back the hearts of men.
You gave pain to my mother until now she comes back to me.
I got my paradise back today.
Thank you God, I said in my heart.