
Time has shown at six in the afternoon. The actual event is not yet closed, he said until the night. It's just that shift guard in the same male change. Mila was waiting for the angkot
For a moment he just remembered, looking for angkot around the Sport Center was very difficult. If there is a yes, not much. Mila was looking for a nearby mosque to pursue Magrib prayer. He had to walk a long way to the mosque near Bengkulu Indah Mall.
Unfortunately in the journey the sound of the chanting of Adhan was heard. Inevitably Mila was looking for a stop at a small shop. In fact, Mila could have been riding prayers at a small mosque not far from the bazaar. Only, his ablution place is not guaranteed, making him better to go home.
"Where is Mila?" The voice of the young man who called him.
"I'm on the way home, just haven't met the angkot" replied Mila.
"I picked it up, didn't I. I'm in the area near Mila's bazaar. Sarah said sister's guarding the bazaar there."
"I'm near the direction almost close to BIM anyway. If so, just come here." replied Mila.
The motor soon arrived in front of Mila. Rudi, the lover of his sister Sarah was told to pick up Mila.
"Why did you pick up brother?" ask Mila.
"Mother drop, sister." Rudi called Aminah his mother.
"Oh my God, why didn't you tell me, anyway? what's mom now?"
"He's still at home. Grandma forbids taking the hospital. Mother said I was just tired. Lala said she called my sister but she said she wasn't picked up."
"When?"
"Try sister Mila check mobile brother."
"Later fit at home. Not good also hold the phone fit again on the vehicle."
MILA POV
I got home after being escorted by Rudi. Grandma and the others sat in the front room. My mother has been sick for a long time. Hence he had already reduced his work from the usual three houses. Now it's just one house. I helped her by working in a home store.
"Mother!" I hold the body of the woman who gave birth to me. The helpless body.
Although it looks pale, but mother can still respond to my arrival. I held her hand tightly which was already veined. Mom's actually young. Not yet 50 years old. But because his youth is fading.
"When you go home, son."
"Yes, Mom. I'm home already."
"Thank God."
After I finished cleaning up, I went back to my room. Because me and my mom are one room. I sat at the dresser cleaning my face. Although I am not beautiful, taking care of myself is okay.
"Mom, Ayuk Maida took Mila a course in BLK."
"Good, son. What courses?"
"He told me to choose between sewing and computers."
"If mother's advice, you just take the sewing."
"But my friend said sewing costs a lot."
"And they say, if you haven't tried yet, right."
When discussing the course offer Ayuk Maida my mother agreed. But not with my grandmother.
"In payin ngga, if the list of doang, then everyone can also. If you pay for Sarah's list, too."
"Sarah is going to college, Grandma." I said
"Can be Saturday Sunday. You're making your own sister's calculations."
" The one offered me, Grandma. Not Sarah, if grandma has money granny who listin Sarah." I'm still patient with the attitude of grandma.
"Eh, you son of Rohim! his face is the same and his behavior is not much different."
"Mom, don't be. It's true that Mila Sarah is still in school, she better pursue her goals first."
"Minah, because you often defend her, so go on" said the grandmother of Seruni.
Shortly after, I went to my mother's room to see her praying.
"Yes, God has made it easy for Mila to shape her future. Strengthen his heart to make it more reliable."
My tears are dripping, only the prayer of the mother is the same as God. I'm sorry mom.
" Where are you going, sar?"
" Want to go with Rudi, kak"
" Not to go. Mother is less healthy. Ntar there's nothing with mom."
" So, you can call."
" No way!
I pushed Sarah into bed.
" Sister why the hell, brother!"
" Hear, yeah. Now follow the rules in this house. You should be empathetic to your mother's situation. Do not challenge you in the martial grandmother can continue to underestimate us. Brother is here as the head of the household. So you have to follow the rules of this house."
I went out of Sarah's room, and locked her out.
Rasayn!
Next day
Mom's health deteriorated, so my grandmother and I took her to the hospital. Along the way grandma ngomel ngomel not because, I choose silence, will lose also if you volunteer with grandma.
Me, Sarah and Lala were sitting on the waiting room bench. Lala was sleeping on my shoulder while Sarah was busy with her HP, the slightest bit she did not turn my head, still seeming to be angry because of last night's incident.
Ah, bodo is very.
I went out for a while to find food.
In front of the hospital I met Rudi, Sarah's boyfriend.
" Sister, I want to talk to you brother"
" Well, what's wrong?"
" Why was sister lock Sarah in the room last night?"
" Mom is sick again and you even want to walk, if there is anything like mother, how? Think on!
" Sure, because of that? Not because of anything else. I know my sister hasn't liked Sarah all this time. Maybe Sarah's not as sensitive as sister's hate, but I'm sensitive sister!"
" You know what you are about our family matters!"
" I don't know about this family. But Sarah, she loves big sister!!!"
" Did she tell you why I didn't make Anjas' proposal?"
" That's because the Anjas don't like your family, right."
"But do they know you're also dating my sister? are you not their family too. Just so you know, yeah.
" But because Anias' parents wanted to propose to Sarah to be his daughter-in-law. Understand!"
I went out from in front of Rudi. I saw Rudi turn around and get back on his bike.
When I returned to my mother's room I saw the doctor running to my mother's room. What's wrong with mom? I ran to mom's room.
" Sarah, what's the matter with you?"
" Mom drop brother." Sarah said crying.
" Sister, mother brother. Lala's afraid of mommy why-why."
I hugged Lala, the 12-year-old girl hugged me tightly.
Not long after the grandmother came, the first samperin was Sarah. Yes, his favorite grandchildren are Sarah and Lala. Since Lala was near me she finally approached Sarah.
The doctor came shortly. We gathered to find out about the condition of the mother.
" How's my mom, doc?" ask Sarah
" Thank God, your mother has recovered."
" Thank God" we said together.