Superku Mama
Until When, Mom?

Santi woke up from his sleep because he felt hot due to the action of solar rays that entered his room.

Bilson was no longer in the room.

Santi rubbed his eyes because his eyes were still blurred. Then he got out of his bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Santi scoured the apartment looking for Bilson.

"Oh, it's here." he muttered.

Yeah, Bilson's out of the room staring down. The atmosphere of the city is decorated by vehicles of various types that pass through the crowd.

"Are you awake, baby?" ask Bilson.

"Hmmm." muttered Santi.

They enjoyed the cool air this morning.

"Mas, why haven't you brought me to meet your parents?" said Santi.

He started a serious conversation this morning.

"So you did it yesterday because of that?" bilson guessed.

"No ah. Sok know you mas." said Santi dodged.

"Udahlah mas, do not need to divert the conversation" said Santi began to be upset.

Bilson always lures Santi into getting upset. Because she was so happy to tease her lover.

Bilson grabs both hands of Santi and is directed forward and hugs Santi's body from behind.

"Hmmmm, it's fragrant." muttered Bilson.

"What's fragrant, I haven't had a bath yet?" said Santi.

"You've always been fragrant to me. That's why I love it this way." Bilson said quickly.

He was getting his embrace. Because for him Santi's body was the only place that was most appropriate for him to lean. He will be more comfortable, let alone smell Santi's body.

"Hmmmm, so when was my dong mas taken to the old man's house?" ask Santi.

Santi's left hand stroked Bilson's cheek gently. Bilson enjoyed it.

Although Bilson tried to divert the discussion, but Santi still hates him.

Which woman does not want to be assured. All women are very much expecting that. Because the certainty with the proof will open the eyes of the heart of a woman that the choice of man is the most appropriate.

"Prophey, baby. It's not time yet." said Bilson.

"When is the time, mom? That was the reason for the first time. And I always faithfully wait until you want to bring me to meet your parents, mas." said Santi firmly.

"Yes, yeah. Must be dong darling. Sure. I'll take you to my parents' house later." replied Bilson.

Bilson's soft voice made Santi's heart melt again. I don't know how many times this has been their debate, but Bilson always wins.

Santi was powerless to continue his question when Bilson had already issued his gentle demeanor and seduction.

"But, until when, my mom? How long do I have to wait?" ask Santi.

He hinted for Bilson to release his body from the man's embrace.

This time he was impatient. He wants to get reassurance from Bilson today as well. However, a person's patience has its limits. And so is Santi.

"You just calm down. I am now taking care of the project. I'm sure this will be done. Well after that just brought you to the old man's house. How's it?' ask Bilson.

"Well, if that's what you want. And I pray it works." said Santi smiling.

"Thank you, baby." said Bilson quickly.

Bilson immediately pinched both cheeks of Santi because of anxiety.

"There ah, mas, sick tau!" said Santi.

"Yes, I work first, baby. Don't forget to have breakfast. Prepare it on the breakfast table for you" said Bilson.

"Thank you, mas." said Santi with a big smile.

"Yes, honey. You welcome. Take care of yourself here. Don't go anywhere!" Bilson.

Santi nodded in response. He still enjoyed the moment.

"Yes, we are leaving, baby." said Bilson softly.

Bilson kissed Santi's left and right cheeks and left Santi, who was still waiting for him until he came out of the gate of the house.

****

Cring cring cring.

The phone's on Bilson's desk.

"Yes, hello with me here." said Bilson to the contact.

"Mas, it's Aletha. Mas where? Why not go home?"

"No need to know! Mending you take care of your baby!"

"Mas, our son is sick. Please come to the hospital, son. I'm here now. Baby Eril diarrhea and vomiting, mas. That's why I took her to the hospital."

"I'm busy."

"I'm asking for help, mas. I have to how is this? Baby Eril's dressing gown is almost done, ma'am."

"Don't you know the language?"

"But he needs you, ma'am."

Tuuut tuuuut.

Bilson stuck the phone to the floor until the cable came off.

"Basar granny attachments. Can't see anyone relaxing for a moment." grumbled Bilson.

Bilson was again busy with the files on his desk that his assistant had prepared.

While in the Children's hospital.

"Doctor, how's my son? My son is sick what doctor?" ask Aletha.

Her tears had already fallen to see baby Eril who was friendly with the infusion hose.

"Mother's child is acutely dehydrated. So it must be infused, to increase the fluid in his body and increase his strength. It happened as a result of him having vomiting and diarrhea while he was unwilling to drink and eat and probably felt bad in his body. We'll find out after some tests." explained the doctor.

"But doc, how could he be vomiting and diarrhea?Is it because he caught a cold, doc? And this is swollen" said Aletha.

Aletha shows a lump that is under the ear of baby Eril.

"Oh, if this is me not being able to diagnose it, ma'am because I have to do a biopsy. After we do the biopsy then the results come out then we will know what the lump is." said the doctor.

"When is a doctor's biopsy done?" aletha asked curiously.

"Let's mom after she's done the blood sampling. Because it can't be at the same time ma'am." said the doctor.

Aletha nodded in understanding.

"When the results of the blood check will come out the doctor. I feel so sorry for baby Eril, doc." said Aletha.

"Tomorrow the results, ma'am. I just wait, yeah. And I need to be more patient. You can ask for help from other families to help accompany you here" said the doctor.

"Yes, doctor. Thank you." muttered Aletha.

The doctor left the room. Aletha and baby Eril live in the room.

Aletha could only look at the sleeping baby Eril with her regular breath.

Baby Eril's body looked thin. His eyes went inside. His face was also pale.

You have to be strong, baby. There is a mother here who will always take care of you. Mama is sure you can get through it. You are a great child, Inner Aletha.

Her tears started to break again. Unstoppable. When his son was sick like this, Bilson still reasoned to be busy with his work. It seemed more important to him the work than the safety of his own son, his own flesh and blood.