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My Son's Inner Wound 2

It had been two days that Hanung's body had a fever, and it made Ningsih have to ask permission not to go to work.

Duwi, the foreman at the place where Ningsih worked was reluctant to accept Ningsih's reason, with the word spicy and uncomfortable attitude asking Ningsih to stay in even though the reason Ningsih used was not just talk. Hanung Ningsih's son is really sick, while at home no one can trust Ningsih to take care of Hanung. His sick mother did not allow Hanung to leave him, as a mother who knew enough about the health history of the child, Ningsih did not have the heart to leave Hanung. With the provision of determination and heartache, Ningsih finally decided to stop working from a plastic factory whose salary was not much.

" All right, I'm getting out of the factory. Why stay here, if we're not appreciated. I hope someday to experience being in my position, to know what it's like to be me now. Thanks." Ningsih hung up the phone from Duwi the foreman who did not have the slightest empathy without saying hello. ' Let there be no need to be polite to people who do not have a heart like him.' Inner Ningsih disappointed.

Although his heart was troubled and his mind was muddled, Ningsih remained calm and kind in front of the child. Ningsih believes that if the help of God is there and will come at the right time.

" Mum "call Hanung softly with his face still looking pale, even his lips dry and broken.

" Yes son, what do you want Hanung?." Reply Ningsih gently stared softly at Hanung's small body.

" Hanung wants meatballs." Deftly Ningsih immediately searched for what his son wanted, even though the money in his wallet was very thin in number.

Meatballs in front of the sugar factory is a favorite of the child, by driving the montor maticnya Ningsih drove there, buying a pack of meatballs at a price of seven thousand rupiah.

" Hanung, eat first, son. This is mom's already bought the meat." Ningsih woke Hanung who was asleep on his thin bed, hearing the mother's voice, Hanung opened his eyes, there was a happy smile because what he wanted was filled with the mother. Ningsih fed Hanung painstakingly, her heart a little relieved, because Hanung was already willing to eat even with meatballs. At least his stomach was no longer empty.

" Stop it, kid, keep taking the medicine, let the heat go." Rayu Ningsih to Hanung who nodded.

" Mom, how is Hanung? I heard Hanung was sick." The familiar female voice in Ningsih's ears was asking her mother outside.

" Yes mbak. Hanung's been hot for two days now, she's in her mother's room." Reply Bu Yayuk friendly.

" Mr Ningsih doesn't work?." Sahut mbak Lina neighbor and friend of Ningsih since childhood.

" Ningsih could not bear to miss Hanung mbak, fearing Hanung drop again, so he did not go to work. Monggo went in, Ningsih was in Hanung's room." Bu Yayuk allowed Lina to go inside, so she could see Hanung in her room.

" The Asalamualaikum mbak Sih." Lina's father was friendly when he entered Hanung's room.

" Waalaikumsallam by Lina. Monggo please come in. Mbak, sorry the place is a mess." Reply Ningsih sung with room conditions that are far from good.

" No papa, it's the same. Hanung, he said he was sick. Fast healthy yes nduk, so can play again." Connect with Lina while rubbing the forehead only that still feels hot. Sister Lina put the bag of crackles with the contents of various snacks and milk for Hanung.

" Kok bothered to bother to mbak, just look Alhamdulillah." Ningsih felt awkward, because his little friend was always kind to him, even very often sending food. Lina's fate was luckier than Ningsih's. Lina is a rich boy, and now works as a PNS even her husband is also a PNS. While Ningsih had to work slamming bones by working as a laborer in the factory even now it has come out. Ningsih married women, but felt she did not have a husband, because Ningsih had to struggle alone to provide for her life with the child. Ningsih's husband rarely even came home. Don't gohome. Asking the news by phone never. Ningsih used to be crying and hurt. But after the veil of her husband marrying the widow was revealed, Ningsih no longer cared for the legitimate man who was still her husband. Even Ningsih already considered herself a widow, as a result of never being cared for and not being given a living by her husband.

Wading through life alone, solving problems by yourself, there is no place to lean except to HIS God the owner of the universe. Ningsih is forced to be strong by circumstances in order to protect and protect her child.