My fault? Or Destiny?
Chapter 8

Mila blocked Malik's hand to signal to end the ongoing debate. Mila does not want Malik to do anything no longer.

"Mas better now we follow Hanan in the car if later even Hanan angry because waiting for us this long. Don't do this again to slap Mama, however Mama is a parent we should respect. Ayok Mas now we just go, Mila say yes Ma wants to go out for a while." Mila pulls Malik's hand to push his wheelchair.

"Hissh! You ghost doesn't know yourself!" the screams of Manda that Mila and Malik could still hear.

"Have you considered the wind, today we forget all the problems that are happening. I don't want this show to fail just because you can't control your emotions." Mila continued to speak so that Malik would not be affected by his mother's words.

"Why are you guys so long? Hanan until sleepy waiting for the calamity, Hanan thought we did not make a walk," Hanan protested when Mas Malik and I entered the car.

"Where there isn't so, so dong dear. Somehow it is not possible if Papi until we chatted our afternoon streets, by the way Mas dapet money from where?" ask Mila who is now in the car with Malik and Hanan.

"Alhamdulilah Mas won a big tender that made Mas get a bonus, so Mas want to invite you to take a walk as a form of gratitude. Oh yeah how about if tomorrow we have a small thanksgiving at home? As a form of gratitude also you are still given a chance to live dear? Wanna don't?" bargain Malik while glancing at Mila.

"Alhamdulillah! Wih Papi is great, Hanan if it's big then want to be great like Papi." Hanan chattered with his spirit.

"Alhamdulilah, may Mas if there is money Mila just follow. That's why Hanan's school will be smart, so it's great like Papi." Mila stroked Hanan's hair on her lap.

"Iya Hanan must be passionate about learning so that he becomes a child who is sinter, if Hanan pinter can be great like Papi," explained Malik occasionally glances at Hanan and Mila while still focusing on driving.

"Every Boss! Hanan will definitely learn diligently so that pinter, can go down in the food stall first not Pi? Hanan laper! Look at Hanan's stomach worms already in the demo" Hanan said as he pointed to his stomach.

"Oh yeah, you guys haven't had lunch yet? Where would you eat?" malik asked while looking at the rear view of the car.

"Just like Mas, I haven't been there in a long time. Want to eat that not many people pass by Mas, I also can not get used to if there are people who look at my pity," explained Mila while throwing her face out.

"Alright in front of it there is angkringan we eat there, yes,"

Hanan and Mila nodded, Malik parked his car. After ordering Mila and Hanan to eat in the car, Malik felt that Mila was not ready to meet the crowd in the state of his legs like that.

They passed the afternoon until late at night with fun, until they came home. While Hanan was already fast asleep, Malik first took Hanan to the room before lowering Mila.

"The disabled man couldn't get off the pompous car going out" Manda told him as she stepped on her foot.

"Plis deh Ma, Mila is not in the mood for debate with Mama. Mila could've bales Mama's words but Mila would rather be quiet than looking for trouble." Mila begins to be disturbed by the presence of Manda.

"Where's Ma from?" malik asked to see his mother enter the house.

"Out of the neighbor who has a fever, take care of your wife who can't get out of the car." Manda passed away and went into the house.

"Come on down, I'm so sleepy." Mila ripped Malik's anger away.

"Do you want to go to bed or change your clothes?" malik asked as he pushed Mila into the house.

"I want to change clothes first Mas not good if you sleep in a dress like this" explained Mila with a smile.

"Hyapu! All mops," asked Manda because the morning had gone Malik and Hanan had also left.

"Well Ma, can you help Mila get on the wheelchair?" ask Mila patiently.

"Hissh! It's usually just that," muttered Manda but still helped Mila to the wheelchair.

"Thank you Ma, Mila is also just inside the room. Thanks for being given the job too." Mila receives the broom and the mop and leaves the room without hearing Manda's answer.

Actually Mila was confused about how to sweep it, the hand that one Mila used to hold a broom while the other to hold a wheelchair in order to walk.

At first Mila difficulties let alone this new experience but Mila continues to try until finally Mila is accustomed. Mila smilingly found herself who could already sweep. But when mopping Mila overwhelmed to spill the water in a bucket."

Brak! Akhs!

Mila fell because of another slippery slippery caused her wheelchair to slip. Mila was soaked and tried to get up, several times Mila tried but she failed.

Hicks! Hicks!

Mila cries as her hands reach for the wheelchair that is still in a tilted position, Mila begins to feel herself useless. Even to wake up cannot.

Be present!

"What the hell are you? Mama told you to mop! Why is it so spilled like this water, you are not helping even nambukin aja work," cried Manda approached Mila without helping her.

"Sorry Ma but Mila is overwhelmed not used to it, especially with Mila's condition like this." Mila looked up her head to see Manda.

"Sorry! Pardon me! Mama take clothes first to menggelap this water, you wipe this water until clean,"

Manda passed away leaving Mila while Mila just looked at Manda, Mila tried to straighten her body. Thank goodness after hard work, Mila was finally able to straighten her body.

Manda suddenly threw a cloth right in front of Mila. While Mila who got the treatment just smiled wryly, Mila wiped the water spill with a fast sting. Cramps in the wind were not felt until thirst made Mila stop her activities.

"Why stop? It's not finished." Manda approached Mila who stopped wiping.

"Mila thirsty Ma, tired too. If you can please take a drink for Mila dong Ma," explained Mila while pleading.

"No! Before everything is finished rations drink and eat will not be loved Mama. It's been a clean blot in the afternoon rush,"

Mila could only cry and continued mopping again, because tired and hungry suddenly Mila suddenly dizzy.

Mila!