Parents For My Baby
Angel Helper

I then tried to stand up to Mr. Sugeng who was mopping "Pak Suugeeng." I said. Mr. Sugeng was so surprised to see me who was walking while grimacing in pain.

Then he just threw away the mop he was holding, and walked up to me." What's going on, son?"

"Ga tau sir, suddenly this stomach hurts so much."

"So soon, son, you call your father's wife first, the father's house next to the Nak mosque, patiently yes hold it Nak Mila." 

I then nodded, before long Mr. Sugeng had come with a woman wearing a brown robe. "Son, this is my father's wife, you go to the hospital first yes the father's wife, later the father follows, the father wants to contact Mr. Arif first."

Mr. Sugeng then called the rickshaw in front of the mosque, with great difficulty and pain, I climbed into the rickshaw, accompanied by Mr. Sugeng's wife. "Patience to Mila" he said, holding my hand.

Arriving at the hospital I immediately got treatment from an obstetrician. They were all so panicked to see my condition, a midwife then put the medicine through d***rku, then there were some drugs that I took they also immediately gave me intravenous fluids. It turned out that I had an early contraction so this stomach hurt so much, besides that I was also dehydrated and malnourished for a few days.

The drugs they gave were strengthening drugs so that my baby would survive, after my condition improved a little, the doctor approached Bu Sugeng and advised me to have a total bedrest in the hospital.

"Kamila's mother had an early contraction, likely due to stress, was too tired, or was traumatized, but she was also dehydrated and malnourished, he had to undergo a total bedrest at this hospital so that his condition would recover" the doctor told Ms. Sugeng.

No tears dripping down my cheeks, my heart was indeed painful considering all Randi's behavior, to make me stressed and feel traumatized. But my current situation also makes me no less confused. 'How can I pay for this hospital, the rest of the money to eat just so mediocre?' my mind in my heart.

Sugeng ma'am who finished talking to the doctor and walked up to me."Mila why are you crying?" 

"Mom... How can Mila pay for this hospital ma'am? To replace the meal money that Mr. Sugeng gave to Mila also can not, now Mila must bed rest, Mom we go home, yes, ask for street medicine." I said while crying, crying, Ms. Sugeng then stroked my hair and hugged me.

"Sabar nak Mila later I talk to you, who knows you have a way out."

While I was still crying in Bu Sugeng's arms, suddenly Mr. Sugeng came."Don't be sad Mila, you now just rest in this hospital, the cost problem is already taking care of it."

Me and Ms. Sugeng were so surprised to hear Mr. Sugeng's words "What do you mean? we also don't have money to pay for the hospital, just make a meal we're still very mediocre."

"It's not that we are ma'am who is financing, but Mr. Arif had called Mr. Arif and he was willing to help Kamila pay for her treatment while in the hospital."

I was so shocked to hear Mr. Sugeng's words."Is that true, sir?"

"Yes, Mila, you're lying."

"Please express my gratitude, sir, if it is healed and can work I will replace their kindness."

"Let's just calm, son Mila, do not think, Mr. Arif is not that kind of person, he is always sincere to help anyone in need, he always sincerely helps anyone in need, even Mother was also told to accompany and serve all the needs of son Mila while in the hospital."

"But sir, you will have to sell rice every morning, if you don't sell it later we can't pay SPP Rahma's money that has been waiting for three months." 

"Do not worry Mom, later Mr. Arif also gave the same guard money as Mom, while caring for Mila in the hospital."

"Well, sir, it's called a windfall" said Bu Sugeng excited.

"Hustttt this mother again there are sick people who are called windfall, sorry son Mila."

"She asked what Kamila is?"

"Why is Mr Arif so good to me? Even want to pay for my treatment in this hospital, even though knowing or meeting us has never been." I was so curious why he was that good to me.

"Father also did not know son Mila, earlier when I called Mr. Arif and told him about your situation he immediately offered help to you without you asking. For now he and his wife are in Singapore, later when he comes home he and his wife will immediately meet you, already consider this sustenance and help from Allah through Mr. Arif."

All sorts of thoughts perched in my mind, 'Why are they so good to me? have I known them before?' My head got so dizzy thinking about it. Not long after I was transferred to the treatment room.

A luxurious VVIP room was available to me, my heart was more and more wondering, why would he be willing to give me this kind of treatment. Ms. Sugeng was so fascinated to see this room.

"Well if you tell keep nak Mila in a room like this the mother will be at home, the mattress is soft, there is a sofa, the tivi is big rich whiteboard, the refrigerator has been filled again, the, really a windfall sir?" 

"Muuuu'u Hussstttt!" said Mr. Sugeng with a sharp look.

"I'm sorry Mila" she said shyly.

"Yes already want Mila, you go home first want to clean the mosque. Soon in ashar's time." 

"Mommy also paid a moment, son Mila, want to take the same things mom used to take Nak Mila's stuff, then mom came directly here."

"Yes ma'am, I'm the same Mother Sugeng carefully on the road, do not be too hasty, Mila is much better than before."

"Yes son, you're fine here."

I nodded, as they left the drowsiness began to come and I fell asleep.

I woke up, I was surprised to see that my surroundings were a forest, I walked in the forest desperately, and I found a little hog and I went inside to unwind, I was surprised when someone hugged me from behind. I memorized his typical disgusting laughter, and I tried to get my body out of his arms.

"RANNDDIII release!!!" I screamed so loud, but I was surprised when I opened my eyes, Miss Sugeng was in front of me, she looked confused to see me, especially when there was also a doctor who was checking my condition.

"What's wrong Mila? Is Mila having a nightmare?" Anxious rails emanated from Bu Sugeng's face. He then wiped my sweaty body with a tissue.

"Father Ma'am." I replied.

The doctor examined my stomach and sat down next to me. "Mila's mom needs some help from a psychologist?"

"Psychologist doc?"

"It looks like Ms. Mila has been through quite a heavy incident, so Mom's emotional state is somewhat disturbed." I was silent to the doctor's explanation. "I'll think about Doc"

Shortly after the doctor left, Ms. Sugeng's phone rang, after lifting the phone, her face suddenly changed.

'What really happened?' my mind in my heart.