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the woman got off after the students got off the bus they were on. Her intention this morning was to cash in some of the money she earned from prostituting her last night.
"stirring??"hah". his lips to himself are indeed despicable.
the sound of the tone of the phone disperse his daydream.he double-checked the first two incoming messages from his friend and the other from the hospital. today the due date is the payment date of all kinds of care of his mother who has been sick for years but does not look to be cured unless his mother gets a kidney and heart transplant.
he hung up his phone on foot across the street to a bank that would be open in a few minutes. after waiting for a while he immediately disbursed some money listed on the check sheet.
whether he is grateful or condemns himself because the amount of money he transfers into his own account can temporarily cover all the arrears of the abandoned costs so far.
the woman stepped quietly into a hospital where her mother was being cared for. if yesterday he settles coming to the hospital to visit the mother because of fear of being charged by the hospital because of the cost of care and treatment are delinquent.
but this morning he took a leisurely walk facing a hospital administration employee to pay for some of his mother's treatment and medical expenses.
"thank you mbak. hopefully his mother soon recover".a general trite remark he heard when the patient's family has paid off their debt.
he responded with a smile and immediately went to the intensive room where his mother was in care. wearing special clothes, he entered and sat beside the gurney where his mother was treated with all kinds of medical equipment.
he looked at the mother's face that used to be full of smiles accompanying his day, he was so longing to hear the melodious voice of the mother who used to call him
flashbacks
"Quin". call a beautiful woman called mother by the little girl.
"yes mother". said Quini as she turned to her mother who is now sitting on the edge of her bed.
"how was that in school?". asked the woman named cut Nyak Dyah Maharani.
This cut Nyak Dyah Maharani is originally from the seventh lineage of the last descendants of the fourth King who one of his ancestors who was a Portuguese married to one of the descendants of the previous king.
the descendants of the king married a Portuguese in because it was to protect a family of Portuguese people who had settled for a long time in the area of the kingdom which was previously the reason they came to trade. some of them returned to their native land and some settled temporarily to learn the religion and culture of this country.
history also reveals if there are also some soldiers who are left behind in this country who gradually began to love this country and also its people and even some who choose Islam as a guide for their lives. from there they decreased the generation of rare color-eyed genetic generation that is rarely encountered by indigenous people in general.
as a result, the beautiful-eyed offspring flows on the cut Dyah and also his children including Quini who have spectral eye color, where there is a blue line, where there is a blue line, green is sometimes purple and ash is inside the princess's netra.
of course this is due to genetic mutation factors that occur in his family.Since Dyah is the seventh descendant of his ancestor who married the King.
"hmmm".
"so how common?". indeed there was no meeting?". asked Dyah worried.
He also replied with a smile.
he also understood the answer of the princess if at his school at this time did not have close friends like he was friends with Kevin, a boy who had accompanied his daughter from childhood.
actually he was a little worried about his daughter who had just been to public school. if all this time his daughter was only in school using a method where teachers related to subjects would come to the palace to teach her children.
however, over time and times increasingly change the mindset and habits, then inevitably Dyah think also about children who are less socialized with their peers.
what's more, the two boys are prospective successors of the Kingdom who are still in the way of customs and customs and rules of his rule based on royal law. even though they currently live in a country called a republic, but for this area whose name is customary and law must still be run.
"what about Kevin at school?". asked Dyah who deliberately provoked a change in the attitude of the princess through her question.
he only wanted to know how well the boy behaved outside the palace, although he also knew from some of the palace guards who watched over Kevin and Quini silently.
"mmm..ok kok mother.I was accompanied by Koko and her friends in the cafeteria when eating alone". said Quini with her sparkling netra.
he pulled the corner of his small lips when he remembered about Kevin who was always awaited by the students, both men and women.
either because Kevin who looks handsome and also authoritative that he knows still serves as the chairman of OSIS at his school.
"thankfully.maybe in the future you have a good close friend, son, especially women". replied the mother expectantly.
however, every mother wants her daughter to have a close female friend who can later be invited to play in the palace without any worries like Kevin who is a boy. however, they must also limit their association not to delay.
what else Kevin was wanted by his husband and his royal family to keep a distance from the boys. moreover, Kevin is not part of a series of prospective husbands who will be nominated with Quini later.
therefore, her husband and family began banning Quini close to Kevin since the status of both became puberty according to religion, even though they were still young by country.
"amiin mother.tank you for the prayer". said Quini with a sweet smile.
so did Dyah while gently stroking her daughter's hair straight black unravels close to her waist.
And now he's the one who stroked his mother's hair in silence.
"mother.i miss in elus elus like this her head. used to be my treatment like gini.
back to what is heard is silence in the room, if even the sound of an ECG device that sounds on each device that is attached to the patient.
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