Thank You Luka
CHAPTER 14

I went back to my pickpocketed mother, to return her bag. And he was happy when he saw me bring back his bag.

"Huff. (severed breath), here's the bag." Give back the bag.

" Thank you son, because you finally got my bag back." Take the bag out of my hand.

"Yes ma'am together, next time I'm careful if you're walking alone because now it's very vulnerable." I replied while holding the incision wound from the pickpocket earlier.

Seeing the bloodstains on my shirt the mother immediately approached me and removed my hand. Because of her blood so much the mother was surprised to see it.

"Good God, why is there so much blood on you, and why is it that your hands get hurt like this hmm." Staring at me worried.

"Oh.. This, it was fitting I want to take back his bag mother suddenly the pickpocket out the knife and fitting I want to save myself eh pickpocket even hurt my hand. But fortunately there was something that broke me from the snare of the pickpockets." I was clear to that mother.

Hearing the incident, the mother's face was shocked to hear my story.

"God.. Yes, so come with me now. We need to treat your wound immediately." While pulling my hand slowly.

"Eh, don't bother ma'am, it's just a small wound anyway."

"You need a small wound to be treated as well, so obey." The mother replied as she pulled my hand back.

Because I could not resist, I followed my mother.

The mother took me to the nearest clinic. Then the doctor there also directly handled my injuries. Because the wound is so deep inevitably the wound must be sewn. And the doctor also gave 3 stitches to the wound.

Finished, I was allowed to go home by the doctor, with some medicine and ointment for me to take home.

"Son.pardon me for helping your mother get hurt that badly." Down sad to see me.

"You're a good boy, if you know what your name is." He asked while looking at me warmly.

"My name is Tiara ma'am."

Hearing me say my name, the mother immediately smiled as she gently rubbed my arms.

"His name is so beautiful, so is the person." He said while pinching the small part of my cheek.

Hearing the mother's praise, made my cheeks slightly blush from embarrassment with the compliment. To cover the red spout on my cheek, I asked the mother's name again.

"Oh yes... If mother herself what her name is."

"You can call me mamih mayang."

"(shrinking my forehead) Ma..Mammihs.." I hesitated.

"(Smiling at my expression), people used to call me mamih be it the house guy, the neighbor, or anyone who knew me." He answered a little bit.

Hearing her explanation, ma mayang made me chuckle a little because of the funny thing.

While we were chatting, suddenly there was a luxury car that stopped right in front of us.

And soon, there was a man who got out of the car and then ran over to us.

"Mamihs.." Call him full of worry.

The man immediately hugged Bu Mayang tightly and ma Mayang also returned the man's embrace while crying.