
"mah Abang mah, Brother..
"Sean, you why son, yell, what's wrong with brother..
"it was mah. sean pointing to the front of the road, I saw there Dion in the cradle of a grown man.
I immediately ran, my chest was already tight, O God what happened to my eldest son, I immediately approached the crowd,
"Bu dhena, Dion fell, broke his leg.
the more I quickened my steps, the more I saw my son Dion crying in pain, I turned my eyes to his feet, O God, I could no longer hold, my head was dizzy, and the world was dark, my memory is gone too, though,
"when I woke up, I looked around me, the neighbors and family were beside me, my memory was back on my son Dion, my eyes were looking for Dion, my family were on my side,
"Dion was taken to the masseuse, the sound of my aunt stopping my wild eyes that kept looking for Dion,
"auntie, what happened to my son, I came back crying, she said,
"calm down, Dion's gonna be fine, he's been taken to the masseuse, Dion's gotta be good, okay,
"the motor sounds are coming from outside, that is, Deri is coming, with Dion, let's stop your crying, let's stop your crying,
Dion my son, my cousin Deri, took Dion to his room,
"daughter of how you got like this, what happened. I saw Dion's eyes glazed over, wanted to cry, but it was seen he was holding her back, son, crying, if it hurts, I rubbed my son's back, I'm sure, her tears could no longer stand, so she cried..
"the day was night, the pain in Dion's legs felt even more, so that I could not sleep well all night, so did I, my sleepiness disappeared, seeing my son Dion continue to be in pain..
"after one week, Dion's legs had no change in healing, but it was getting worse, but his masseuse, every day came, I was getting worried, his legs blistered like burns, due to the swelling out, and he was getting worse, I went to the midwife in this village, he explained, I should take her to the hospital, so that there is special treatment, he explained,
this problem I negotiated with the family, but they did not agree, because fear of large hospital costs, want to get where we charge, we are not people capable of son, , the family also continues to insist on using herbal medicine, use support only, who understand herbal medicine, and,
I resigned again, in fact they said, want to get where the hospital costs, my family is not a rich person, while I myself, only sales of uncertain income, sometimes selling cakes, and even selling cakes, if there is an order, sometimes sell fish, sell clothes, from people, which is important to make halal money..
"two weeks passed, until I could not bear to see my son suffer, silent I took Dion to the nearest health center, I left the house at morning, at morning, by piggybacking Dion on the tail motorbike I had,
when I arrived at the health center, the nurses welcomed us, seeing the condition of my son, the nurses there were a little sprained on me, she said,
they asked me how many days it had been, and I replied, well with nothing to cover.
"the nurses there were more and more sprained on me, until they said, I'm a mother who doesn't think about my son's future, because I left him at home, after my son suffered, I just kept quiet and resigned, when the nurses nagged at me, because I was a useless mother, my mind kept drifting, my fear gained control of me, when one of the nurses said, My thoughts were moving on, if the infection enters the lungs, the risk is very large..