Tahajjud
Wanna Go Home.

The longing for the woman who gave birth to me was already unstoppable, remembering myself who had been abroad for a long time made me miss my mother even more, I slowly remembered my promise before my departure, that I was only 2 years old, but now my existence is more than 2 years, which child does not miss his parents??? That's the question I'm asking myself.

It is true that every month I send money from my work, but not all parents do not need it all, the presence of a child is what he desperately longs for, although not all children think of it all, but not all children think of it all, but different from me who always misses my mother..

Without feeling my tears fall unbearable, and I sweep my tears when Azan at dawn and immediately I pray as a servant...

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Soon I reached for the flat object that had been lying on the edge of my bed, my heart's intention was to contact my mother and I wanted to say My apologies if all this time I might hurt her..

when my call was received, I heard the voice of an unknown person who received my call..

"Someone.

📞 Assalamualaikum Alfi, the voice of someone who might recognize me but not me..

"I.

📞 Wa'alaikum greetings.. I replied a little surprised that it was not my mother who received my call..

who is this?? I ask again, where is Mama?? I asked again as if I had not given the opportunity to the one who received my call.

Somebody's..

📞 this I bu RT. Your mother Alfi son is currently in the hospital. Definitely bu RT.

L'm..

📞 What mom, huh'Allah, Mama is sick?? My voice was hoarse and hp who was in my arms felt like he wanted to get out of my hands, I fell instantly on my bed hearing the notice of Miss Rt..

📞 Not yet know the certainty of your mother's illness, because the doctor is still handling your mother..

My heart was broken instantly, Maybe I am the unlucky child of this world, because in the time of illness I was not at his side.

Mamaa, my screams that shocked the whole house, they ran to see me..

" Alfi, what's wrong with you??? Ask Mba Mila.

the one who hugged me.

" My mother Mba Mila, my mother went to the Hospital and was unconscious..

" What is your mother sick?? Ask Kak Nur who is already beside Mba Mila..

" Belom knows what his pain is, sister Nur, I don't want anything to happen to my mother, if something happens that is not wanted maybe I am the most guilty..

" Have, must not blame yourself, be sure of your heart, that your mother will be fine, persuaded the nur who calmed me..

The persuasion and support from the householder made me a little calm, although inwardly struggling to be next to my mother..

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From the morning I got the information about my mother, I kept contacting Ms. Rt and asking her to continue to be next to my mother, and luckily Ms. Rt was a good person, she said, and she's willing to look after my mom while she's in the hospital..

Do'a I keep saying for my mother's recovery, because besides my mother I have no one else, Although there are relatives but they can not count on because they never get along with me and my mother, just because they are different degrees...