My husband Brondong
Lia's Promise

"Can you talk to me seriously now?" my words with a serious face made Bimo bow his head, "Can my brother". he replied while looking at me timidly.

"Bim, you're papa's only son. We do not know until when papa is unconscious, will pap recover or God take it?. We really don't know what's going to happen in the future" I said with teary eyes. Then stop pausing my words to catch my breath because my chest starts to tighten. Bimo just kept silent while bowing his head.

"Sir of your appointment whatever happens to papa, you will still go to college and become a surgeon like your ideals. But help brother bim, from now on focus on learning not to hang out vaguely with your friends, from now on, so that you can enter the University of Negri so that the tuition fee is not too large and you have a guarantee of the future. We have to learn to skimp from now on. Can Bim?" ask me at the end of the sentence, make Bimo flutter. "Ready brother.prepared" he replied stammeringly.

"i don't know, weight does eliminate your bossy habits and likes to spend money, the problem is that the cards you usually use are all frozen by the bank, if you don't believe, the card is frozen, you can try to pay for our meal bill". Bimo only fell silent in silence with his brows furrowing deeply. I no longer continued speaking, I gave Bimo a moment to digest my words.

I do not intend to limit his association or prohibit him from having fun just that our current financial condition is very unlikely to survive the previous lifestyle. Where the cards you give the limit are more than enough, all our wants, needs are always met without having to ask. "Weight? of course, there's no question how many days I've had so hard". "Do I have to give up? then let Mama and Bimo live a long life". "or I find a rich man and marry him in order to live happily again" various questions and crazy thoughts began to appear in my mind.

"Sister, let's go home. I'm tired" said Bimo who immediately stood out from the restaurant. I also caught up with Bimo after he finished paying all the bills. "This is my sister buying you your favorite taro mix banana ice cream" I said as I handed her a package containing ice cream, only then did I put on a safety belt and drove casually on the streets that began to creep. Bimo was enjoying his ice cream, and we arrived home for thirty minutes.

I did bring Bimo home to rest and reflect on everything I said. Wishing the child a big soul and willing to accept all this with a chest. After making sure Bimo really entered the room, I went to my room to clean myself and prepare all my needs for tomorrow for me to take to the hospital. But my eyes felt so heavy I finally fell asleep. By nightfall I had just woken up. "Gosh, I have to go to the hospital. Why can I fall asleep so fast, damn your mother from the morning in the hospital has not rested" I thought while getting ready to go to the hospital.

When I went out of the room how surprised I was to see my mother was busy taking care of dinner in the kitchen.

"Mama, why is Mama here?" bathin me while running slowly down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Ma, is mom home? then who's accompanying ma?" many streak.

"So at 5 pm suddenly Bimo came to the hospital, he said tonight he is guarding papa later won Ujang, he said, but Ujang is now still at home mama want to prepare dinner first for Bimo and Ujang later" explained mama while preparing dinner. I just saw a busy mama not I do not want to help but indeed I can not cook all because papa who always forbid me to play in the kitchen. But mama didn't do it alone no ART helped.

"it's okay ma, just cool to see mama busy cooking in the kitchen. Looks like cooking is very easy if I see mama cooking" I said.

"Mama but can not design wear like you dear, everyone has the ability and expertise of each so do not assume

lower yourself, okay". Entertain mom to see my face bent while my lips lament fate. (Fate that Author made 🤣).

Not long after all the dishes have been served at the dining table, then mama prepares rations for Bimio and also mang Ujang. Then the mother asked Bi Ratih to call the Ujang mang.

"Mrs call me?" asked Mang Ujang as soon as he arrived at the dining room.

"iya Jang, this is a ration for Bimo and you have dinner. Please accompany Bimo Yang Jang, I tipped Bimo" said mama miri with her fate. Mang Ujang also took the ration given by mama and then paid for the hospital. "Tell me if anything happens" said mama before allowing Mang Ujang to leave. I feel like mom is so tough that everything seems so normal like nothing happened, but thank God that mom can face all of this. "May mama not just pretend tough". Bathinku was getting worried.

"Darling, why are you?", asked the mother who surprised me who was cool to daydream when she saw the interaction of mama with the Ujang mang.

"no ma, just I'm happy to see mama". mama just smiled and came back busy preparing our dinner together. I got up from my seat to help my mother put the plates, spoons, forklifts and glasses to the dining table, while the mbok and mama brought out the side dishes that had been cooked. We also had dinner together including the mbok although the mbok refused to eat at the table with me and mom. My mom and I ate the mall quietly occasionally discussing my college issues and also our intention to move out of this house as soon as possible so as not to feel pushed out by the bank. I just agree to whatever you want and plan. Whatever makes you happy I will do as long as I can and can make it happen, for me the happiness of mama and Bimo at this time is a top priority. "I'm sure, I'm strong, there's no test forever". Bathinku clenched my hands full of confidence. After dinner and help the mbok tidying the dining table, mama said to go to the rest room so that tomorrow morning had to prepare breakfast and also to the hospital to replace with Bimo. While I am cool in drawing various designs of clothes and underware of my campus duties, so that tomorrow I can collect it to the lecturer.

"Finally done too", I smiled satisfied to see the results of my design drawings. Just one design picture that makes me feel there is less.What is lacking, why does it look not fit?". I kept staring at my design picture and suddenly just imagined the face of the fucking bule wearing a dress that I designed but a little different, this suit looks perfect from my design picture. "Ahh..sial why exactly the face of the damn bule that imagined, uh wait for me jd there is an idea to improve the design of this suit". While smiling myself I finally improved my design image until now looks perfect and satisfying. After tidying up my drawing tools, I also clean you fall asleep in the most comfortable bed that soon I have to stay.