The Curse of Love
Part 29 Can't Be Sick
"Sir..mamak daydream again huh....dreaming about the father again?"
"Have two days of fever continue, rest aja mak, so quickly recover."
Dina brought me a glass of water and a heat-lowering drug.
It's been two days I've been sick, my body is cold hot, my head hurts so much, it feels like my whole body feels powerless.
Indeed a few days ago I printed bricks until late at night. Dina needs money to buy her school textbooks and shoes that have been broken.
I forced my energy to work for the needs of my children. In the end my body was exhausted.
"Eat first yes mak, this was no food brought the same bude next door."
"You and your sisters have eaten, Dina?"
"Already mama, mamak work continuously until late at night but do not pay attention to health."
"Yes, you bathed Juned with Syifa, son..."
Dina nodded and went out of the room looking for her sisters.
I force to eat even though it feels bitter like swallowing quinine pills, but I have to recover quickly, I can't be sick for too long.
Tears sometimes mix with the food I swallow. In front of Dina I tried to hold back my grief, but eventually it collapsed as well as my defense.
How could I not be sad, now all the burdens and responsibilities fall on my shoulders. And I have absolutely no idea where my husband is now.
We were completely cut off and thrown out of the family.
Suddenly.."mak..there was a call from aunt Wati.yelling Dina," then ran to me.
"Assalamualaikum..heard a cry from the end there."
"Greetings waalaikum..How are you, Ti?"
"I'm fine, Nia, the three of us want to stop by your house.. Are you home?"
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Let's wait, we'll be here in an hour."
"Tante wants to come by, mom?" Dina took the phone from my hand.
"Yes son, in an hour they're here."
"Gaziness..." Dina looks so happy to hear that.
"Do you think Dina is happy?"
"Who mak, usually aunt Wati, aunt Tuti same aunt Tini if you come must bring a lot of food."
"Yes, Dina has taken a bath there too.tante-tantunmu don't like to see her bangs stinky."
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"Assynolt...."
At once my three children answered "Waalaikum salam aunty."
The three of them ran to the door to welcome.
"Eh..ponakan-ponakan aunty has taken a bath..sudang yah..."
The three of them hugged my children.
"Eh, aunty bring souvenirs for you three!!"
Tuti brought three bags of groceries that contained all snacks.
"Where are your mamas?" ask Tini.
"Mamak in aunt, mamak is sick! Said Dina."
The three of them rushed into my narrow room.
"Assynoltom..."
"Waalaikum salam, come in."
"The three of us can't bear to see you, Nia...!" said Tuti.
"God willing, if we can help, we will tell you many times."
They were babbling alternately like parrots. I just kept quiet because I was wrong.
"How...How is there any news from bang Sofwan and his family?"
"No Tini yet, I'm barely even desperate."
"Nia, are you not tired of having to slam bones to print bricks like this? the result is not much, there you are sick like this is too poor for your strength."
"You want to, but what do I want Tin to do? I'm 36 years old."
"I'll ask my husband, Nia, who knows if he can help!!!" said Tini.
"Look at you Nia, in less than 3 months, your skin is already sunburned black."
"Where was the old Nia, the sweet and jolly Nia."
I smiled bitterly, I never paid any more attention to my appearance, all I had in mind was how I could pay the rent and meet our daily needs.
"Yes we want to go home first yes, soon I'll tell you about the job."
"Aunty's speeches come here said Tuti and Wati together."
"Whoever wants to be given pocket money, kiss aunty first."
Without the commando love twice the three of them stormed. Each one gave a kiss.
I saw each of my children being given a hundred thousand of his aunts. People who don't even have blood relations at all even love them. Even their own aunt, do not say give money, even assume they do not exist.
"Nia the three of us go home first yes, get well quickly don't get sick for too long, pity your children."
They took turns hugging me and Wati who hugged me last tucked the money in my hand.
"We can't refuse, he said.we know our gift is not much but means for you and your children."
"Thank you guys.May God will repay all your kindness...Amen..."
After they returned, I sat in our living room. My head still hurts, but my body no longer has a fever.
"Mak.uang us three who loved aunty earlier let the mama who held ya.." said Dina.
"And mamak already 2 days not working, so can make buy kitchen needs."
The smartness of these three children, they know the difficulties faced by their parents.
"Dina wants to play pr first yes mak, mumpung Juned same Syifa again watch television."
I saw Juned and Syifa lying in front of the television while eating the snack that was brought earlier. Usually at this hour I'm still in brick printing there, still struggling with mud and sand.
"Allah Allah, when I was confused, I was still sick but the rice was gone and my children wanted to eat what?"
With the money my friends gave us, we can still eat tomorrow. My pain has also begun to decrease, hopefully tomorrow I will be healed.
I heard Juned and Syifa sleeping snoring maybe soy sauce playing this afternoon continues' Their stomachs are full too.
"I'm sorry mommy, son.has brought you into this suffering."
"The three of you have to learn independently at this early age."
Moreover, Dina, she should be able to be more mature than her age because she has to take care of her two sisters while taking care of them when I leave work. Sometimes he helps me with the house.
She also has to do her schoolwork alone.
I got you a pillow to hold Juned and Syifa's heads. My body is a bit light, my eyes are not twitching anymore.
"Dina, tomorrow buy some rice mamak at Darmi's shop, son..."
"Yes mak.bend sunday, Dina's off too."
"Mamak rest only tomorrow, Monday if it's completely healed just got back to work."
I lay beside my two children, tired of my whole soul and body. Not only tired of the body, but also tired of the heart and mind bear all these burdens.
Luckily after Sofwan died, I still have children where I complain to share stories of joy and sorrow. I don't know until when it's gonna end...
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