
3 Days later
I got out of the hospital today. I'll continue treatment with outpatient care. I was allowed to go home, because my condition has made a lot of progress. I can sit by myself, even if I have to rest on my left side. It still hurts, shrinks, soreness and pain in the case of surgery on my shoulder, hand. And stitches on my thighs that haven't dried. But, I can keep the pain down, if I've been taking pain medication.
While in the hospital. Evan didn't come to see me. He may not have known I had an accident. He said he didn't want a divorce, but look at me he didn't want to. Come on, why else would I think of him.
Oh Allah... Why is this self so stupid. Still thinking of Evan. My heart was very sick, tired of all his actions.
Hufft...
I took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. It feels like this chest is very tight, if you remember all the treatment Evan mas.
When I got home, I couldn't rest. Guests have changed. Which makes me so grateful that there are still many who care about me.
"Mom, this is alms money from a visiting person, I save it for the cost of our needs." I'll give you all the envelopes your brother gave me. He said add - add my medical expenses.
"Save ajalah first. I still have money." My mother is weak. My mom is helping me get dressed. I asked to change clothes.
"Mom's the one who keeps it." I returned the number of envelopes under my bed.
"Emmm.. Yes it is." I started to pull out all the envelopes. Counting the money collected.
"Oh my God, there's lots of Alda." Said mother with her surprise. "There's six million." He said again with buying eyes when counting the money. "Tomorrow mother consult again to the doctor, want to buy a patent Chinese medicine. So that you heal quickly. I'm afraid I have blood clots in your head when you fall." Said Mom looking at me.
"And when I X-ray my head is safe koq bu." My heart smiled at Mom. Mom was so worried about me.
"Yes, but I want to buy Chinese medicine for you. Later when the control to the doctor mother tanya." Obviously again, getting out of bed with the hand holding the 6 million.
"It's up to mom. But I don't think you should buy Chinese medicine. Expensive, millions!" I look at my mother who is also looking at me.
"Yes, you should consult a doctor first. If it's good, I'll buy it." Mom also came out of the room.
I lay down my body with great care. I need to get well soon. After all this, I will start a new life. I won't think about Mas Evan anymore. And about my pregnancy, I won't tell her. Let this be a secret. About my status is not clear let it be. At KK, I still have a husband. Just let him hang me. I also have no intention of getting married.
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Mom got really bothered. You have to take care of me and my crippled father. I feel so sorry for Mom. All the housework my mom did, plus I had to bathe my fan dad too. I can take a shower myself. Relying on my right hand. But, less clean. I don't want that, so he helps me in my bath and dress. I feel like a kid again. Which is bathed and washed.
"Mom, where is that purple shirt? that's a loose mom and good to wear ?" ask my mother, who is now helping me wear clothes. My shoulders and hands could not be lifted up. So I just wear clothes that have buttons.
"Not dry Alda, it's a dry laundry. It was sun dried over time. That's why it's not dry." Mom's lawful.
"Later in the afternoon I bought a bra that does not need a buffer. Let your nen nen stay where it doesn't move to the right and to the left again." Said mom smiling.
"Iihh. This mother has nothing. My nen nen is still solid yes plump, still pointed. Not saggy." My answer is a slight laugh. "If mom is, if not using BH, nen nen his patrol geol to the left of geol to the right. Haha..." It's been a long time since I've laughed, as I am now. Ever since Mas Evan was caught cheating. Life is broken, desperate. Because all this time I was too sure of him, put myself on his shoulder. Eeh.. He did not keep his shoulders away, and I fell. Yeah, I lost her so much. Because of his love for Mas Evan, I want to be in honey.
"Yes, mom's out first. Mom and Nak Akram want to shop. Tomorrow we'll be launching. You can walk and your left hand can be used. So, like a busy mom in a stall. You can take care of yourself." Mum softly said.
"Yes ma'am." My heart with admiration. My mother was an energetic, deft and diligent mother. Even though he is 55 years old, he still looks strong.
Mom's out of the room. I rushed to the window too. I want to see mom and Akram go to the market for shopping. I dare to go out. Shame, if Akram will accidentally look at my chest, which twin mountain is not covered by Bra cup.
I look forward to the departure of fan Akram's mother. They look compact, like mother and child. If you think about it, there are benefits from every event. Akram, for example, when I was useless as I am today. He appeared as a substitute for me for my family.
I'm sometimes surprised, if he wants it, pay for all my treatment. And now, it's part of our family. Did he really, come to the city to wander? but, koq wants to work in a food stall, which is not necessarily successful. Why not just find a job in the office. He looks very good, personality is good. He must have been accepted for work, if he applied for a job in the office.
Aahhkkp... Why do I think of him too. What matters is that me and my mom need to be vigilant. Don't be fooled by him later. Is he a fugitive from his village? DPO maybe? a thief maybe? because it could be, he wants to pay for everything. That the accident not be reported to the police. Yes, my mother said, the accident I had was not handled by the police.
Maybe he's a criminal hiding in our house.
Tin
Tin
Tin
My daydream was up, when I heard the sound of a motor horn in the yard. I looked towards the page. It turns out that there was Mr. Armand, and his son delivered Raisya.
"Assynhdetoy.....! Mamma... Mamma.... I'm home...!" Raisya said with a loud voice.
"Greetings walaikum..!" Answer me from the room. Still holding the iron jack of the bedroom window. Watching Mr. Armand and his son who are now getting off the bike, and walking home.
Hadeuh..
How's this? it would be very embarrassing to meet Mr. Armand, with imperfect conditions. Where I don't wear a bra.
"Ma.. Mamma... This is Brother Reza and I want to come see Mama..!" raisya yabg shouted in the living room. "Come on, brother reza..!" The words I heard clearly.
I was confused as well. "Where is this?" I went back and forth, then passed through the room with pain in my hands and thighs that I really could not walk for long. Because the stitches are not dry.
"Mah..!" Raisya banged on room. "There was Armand's father, Reza's brother too. Open the door ma?!" Raisya said from behind the door.