My boyfriend's a Vampire
Episode 85: Mama's Condition is More Dreadful
One afternoon at a tutoring place…
Ryan clasped his hands tightly onto Maya's palm, his eyes were very shady, and the words he spoke were very deep and meaningful.
“Promise,May. You must be strong and keep on maintaining your achievements. Whatever happened to mama.”
“Iya..I promise,”sahut Maya while biting her lower lip, holding back tears. He recalled a few days earlier where he had been arguing with his mother every day since being diagnosed with uterine cancer.
Since then, the mother more often to the hospital by delivered Mbak Wati using an online taxi. He does not want to be a burden for Ryan who has to take you whenever needed.
Before she decided to take regular treatment in the hospital with chemotherapy methods, she had an argument with her mother. Maya wanted to undergo treatment with natural herbal ingredients, but she refused it.
“You think stage 3 cancer is easily cured with herbal treatment? Waste of time and money only.”
“But if you choose chemotherapy, your skin will blacken and your hair can be bald,”prevent Maya while crispening your forehead.
“From having to operation,May. Cancer cells will definitely grow again,” said mama who still insist on having chemo.
“Judah,Ma. Do your best according to your mom. Maya can only help prayer.”
Days change, weeks change, and months change. Without feeling a semester has Maya through in the 12th grade. Now the school starts to give additional bimbel after school. All 12th grade students have been retired from extracurricular activities from the initial semester, as has Maya left her post as OSIS secretary. Ryan has also left his post as school basketball captain. Now both are just focused on passing the state exam and getting into their favorite colleges. Without feeling mama entered the seventh month of treatment with chemotherapy.
“Pity mama..The body is getting thinner, the skin is getting blackened and often nausea and vomiting. His hair was falling out even more, approaching baldness,” muttered the girl while shedding tears in her room. A stack of national exam collection books that he bought at a large bookstore, which his mother said he had to learn because all the questions later had the same pattern as the problems five years ago.
“Already,May. Don't be sad. Sure enough mama's sure to be cured,” comfort Ryan when the guy comes on one Sunday night on the porch of the house.
“The problem is why I have to show up in the final moments I will take the national exam. Laundry will need a manager, can not be handed over to art.”
“Name the ordeal of life. Can come anytime,May.”
“But if mom really dies, who am I?”the girl cried so hard.
“Udahlah,May. There's still me,”, Ryan's mouth while thrusting a box full of tissue that has just been opened.
“But at home I'm alone. Will be an orphan.”
The girl cried even harder and covered her face with her palm.
“Udah yes..Now you think positively. Sure mama's healed,” comfort Ryan while stroking the top of the girl's head.
Maya rubs her head against Ryan's chest, as the scent of perfume slips into his nostrils. He felt comfortable for a moment and remembered the times when papa always buried his head when the girl was sad.
“Kasian mom...”batin Maya while shedding tears.
As if the suffering is endless, after papa was taken first by the Almighty, now 7 years later the mother's turn was hit by a critical illness.
Mbak Wati was forced to stay at home to take care of mama, he gave an extra salary because his job is now doubled. Fortunately the 25-year-old woman was not married, although the lover sometimes came to see her. But they are quite familiar with the circumstances of the mother, not even though Madam Wati asked permission to walk outside leaving her alone.
“This,Mbak. Maya buy satay. Maya and Ryan ate there. It was delicious and tender you know.” said the girl while holding out a noisy plastic bag of 10 chicken skewers.
“Still,Non. Very good with mbak.”
Maya just nodded, and the longer she loved Mbak Wati who she had considered as an older sister.
No doubt Ma'am Wati helped feed the food to the mother without being asked, even though she could still do it herself. Nausea makes mama often lazy to eat, it makes her body thinner and her blood pressure drops dramatically.
“Come,Ma. Eaten aja..”rayu Maya one afternoon when he saw mama really hunger strike.
“Or eat this apple or banana. Mama make cereal huh?”
Again the mother just shook her head, her face was haggard and her eyes were blank.
“Ma.. Soon Maya exam and become a student you know.Mama must be healed so she can see Maya graduation later,”persuak the girl while stroking the back of the mother.
Finally the woman was willing to eat even though it was only a few mouthfuls, her pale lips turned into a smile, her eyes slightly shining when looking at her beloved daughter.
Every day Maya does the same thing, going to school, going to the bimbel, studying at home, accompanying mom, meeting Ryan sometimes. It's like the guy knows that mom needs more attention than Maya. Ryan also now wants to change himself to read more all the material he obtained from school. Indeed, he can not change drastically, but at least have the spirit to continue to improve.
Until one afternoon when Ms. Wati permission to shower and clean her room, the mother who was in her bathroom was screaming. Maya rushes down to the first floor, as well as Madam Wati whose body is still wrapped in a towel.
“What's up,Ma?”asked Maya with a very panicked face.
Mama was standing and holding onto the bathroom door, her face deathly pale. On the bathroom floor was strewn with blood clumping. The girl immediately pushed the mother into the chair.
“Mbak...Please get me any plastic for seat pad!”
Ms. Wati cut a black plastic crackle into two pieces and put it on a chair. Daster worn by a translucent mama red, blood coming out of her intimate organs seeped like a woman who was coming on the moon, almost like the blood of people giving birth.
“Mbak quickly put on his shirt. Bring me mom's clothes too. We're going to the hospital right now!”