The Struggle of a Child
In the doctor's room part 2

" Mom, this is the result of his blood test." Give me an envelope. "

My mother stood up. " Good Mom." Grabbing envelope. " Next how Mom, sorry!" Look at the man dressed in white.

" Take the doctor in the room again, Mom! Where's where Mom's taking the medicine." Said the man back.

" Good Mom."

We're turning the body. Go back to the doctor's room. My weak body now clasped his hand tightly. Following her slightly tight leg swing.

With a gulp I dragged my weak feet with a sweat of cold sweat drenching my forehead.

The wind that blows this clear morning. Makes my little body cold. My merooning face looks pale because it withstands the cold wind that blows. My little lips were also shrill and dark in color due to the coldness that attacked

" Mom, are we still a long time?" Looking at my contact mother.

" Lack of knowing!" Without glancing at me.

Hospital travel is also very debilitating for me. My whole soul felt fragile looking at the door that stood straight in front of us. The door we're going through right now to get out. Headed back to the doctor's office.

The door, we open and go out. My careless steps accompany me at this moment.

" Liyan, hurry! Don't be that way. A little quick. Let's get there fast. This business of yours, so long. Makes me want to get out of here quickly." Irritably. "Hopefully this is the last." Looking ahead with sharp eyes.

Hearing my mother's words. I just silently gripped my own fate with the sad face I was trying to endure.

" Liyan, you need to heal. You can't be sick anymore. If you're sick again, I don't want to take you for treatment anymore. I'm tired of taking you for medication!" Grunts annoyed.

Keep walkin.

" Mom, Liyan is also healing. Liyan also doesn't want to get sick." Staring at my mother with light.

" What did you say! You don't want to get sick. If you don't want to get sick. How could you be sick." Emphasis-filled. Stop and look at me sharply. " You know you! Since I married your father! You're always sick. Never, never get sick. Must've hurt. That's what you said you weren't sick." Smirks. "I'm sorry I got married to your father. Already poor, have sickly children." Looking at me from the tail her eyes were filled with hatred.

My hand that holds his hand, now I release instantly. Hearts sad because of my pain. Now I have to scream because of what she said in my heart. Making even crystal grains fall unstoppable.

" Why are you crying?" His eyes glared at me sharply. Walk slowly.

Many hospitals. Keeps me down. Looking at my footsteps that I weakly swayed. Crystalline granules continued to fall soaking the floor. My little lips kept shaking withstanding the sobs that wanted to come out.

The woman continued to speak out which made me feel even more guilty.

" That's you! Already sickly, crybaby again." Irritably. " Silence, don't cry." He was filled with emphasis. Look at the people around.

Even my steps, I kept dragging. With the scrolls that raged in my heart. Walked to the doctor's room that was waiting for us.

" Liyan, wipe your tears. Later, you don't cry there. Know it!" Emphasis-filled. Still going.

I was silent for a moment. Holding back my tears and wiping away my dripping tears. The door to the doctor's office we were going to. Now it looks like. My weak little hand touched my cheek and wiped my tears. It is clear that my mother is now tired of me.

The nanar gaze of my heartbreaking self is now more and more riveting. Look at the door we're about to enter. For a moment, it made me think, when? I don't enter that door anymore. I want to disappear from this soon.

Go away leaving at will in peace. No one else feels bothered about my weak self. No more fatigue would arise for my weak self.

No more long discussions about me. All of this became a burden to me.

The silence that is stored in my heart. It makes me unable to breathe perfectly. Too much I face without looking, who am I?

" Liyan, the doctor will soon see this." He pointed at the envelope he held. With both eyes.

Seeing my mother say that. My reflexes, too, saw the envelope he was talking about.

" Hurry up a little your way Liyan. Don't look around." Her request. Begged. "We've been in this hospital too long." Grunts annoyed. Looking around the hospital.

" Good Mom." My answer is a little stammering.

" Don't be good Mom, fine Mom! Your steps are quickened." Slightly elevated.

My weak little body stuttered at the sound of her slightly raised voice towards me.

" When we miss the doctor. Tomorrow you go to the medicine alone. I don't want to be with you anymore." Looked at me with annoyance. " Your path is too long. What do you see on that floor?!" He said he was getting upset. " answer! Don't just shut up. You always stay quiet when asked."

I feel more scared. Both of my neutrals were staring at my mother, and I walked a little ahead of me. Even if he doesn't look me back.

I just listened and followed what he wanted.

" Where are you?" Turned towards me. " Hurry up a little!" Gawking. Stop over.

" Mom, Liyan is tired!" With a soft voice. " We'll sit down for a second, Mom!" My face with a lethargic face.

" We can't sit! You're going too long." Emphasis-filled. Gawking. You know the hgga! If you sit down, we won't see the doctor again, you know!" My mother said to rebuke me.

"She's Mom." Looked down with my head down. Go back slowly.

Mom, my mother turned back. "Yes, if you're tired. You just sit where you want. Let me see the doctor." Go disappear instantly. Left me.

I was getting into a dilemma with her words just now. I don't know, do I? He did pay attention to me because he saw my weakness or he gave me an ultimatum so I wouldn't complain too much.

Shut up, that's all I can give you. My limitations at this time. It makes me unable to do anything freely.

Right now, I must be strong to accept any pressure that comes my way.

" Shy!" Screaming slowly. Stop in front of the door.

Seeing him call me. I quickly swung my weak legs as fast as possible. Looking at the wave of his hand that called out to me so enthusiastically. Makes me feel like I'm coming soon.

My tiny body that feels like it wants to droop. I forced myself as hard as I could to keep walking straight. With her eyes twitching. I stared at the tired streets of the hospital. Swinging my legs slowly until the front door of the waiting doctor.

" Liyan, why is it so long ago?" Pull my arm a little hard.

" Mom, I was about to fall!" Stare at him softly.

" Alah! Your reasons!" Ketus.

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Looking at the look of his sharp eyes and his taut face. Makes me mentally strengthen.

" How's Mom? Ready already?" Ask the nurse. Stand up.

" It's Mom! It's." Already." My mother said to me while pulling her lips slightly. Give the envelope white.

" Wait a minute, Mom! Here." Grabbing envelope. Walk into the doctor's room.

We, too, sat waiting for the call back.

" It's Mom! Liyan won't be afraid." With a soft tone of voice. Duck.

" He's good! Let's get this business done quickly." With a flat tone of voice. Look straight ahead. " Remember your words! You will not be afraid, will you. Look out for you, if you're gonna be scared inside." With sharp eyes. Alert.

" It's Mom." Nodding slowly.

In silence. I sat down to take my courage. Squeezing my hands slowly. Look at the door we're going to get back in. With a face full of doubt. Will it? I can keep my word.

Anxiously, I looked at the nurse wearing white clothes standing at the door right at me.

" Shy!" Shouted the nurse while holding the sheet of paper.

My mother stood up and walked up to him. Pulling my arm slowly.

" It's Mom!" Stand up.

"Mother, please come in! The doctor, he's gonna be out in a minute." The nurse said flatly.

" Good."

We entered from behind the door opened by the nurse.

" Please sit down!" The doctor.

" Okay, doc." Pulling chair. Sit over.

Not long before we sat down.

" How's Mom? Is it done?" Ask the young doctor.

" It's been, doc."

" Okay, where can I see the results?" Put your hands on the table.

" It's doc." Hand over the white envelope that is still wrapped neatly.

The young doctor, too, grabbed the envelope from my mother's hand. Slowly he opened carefully. Look and open the sheet. The two neutrals were so mendelik put on a very serious face. As if nothing was missed, by him.

She, too, kept quiet and turned her gaze away from me once in a while.

Shake his head slowly. Pulling her lips slightly as if, she could not believe what she had just read. His face changed instantly, with a hint of disappointment.

" Mom, from the results of the examination of the blood sample of the mother's child. He's got malaria." Clucked. " Why ? Could be all this time. Just got brought back in for medication." Little disappointed. From the results I read, this is pretty bad." Staring at the paper sheet.

" We don't know, doc. We think it's just a normal fever. So, we took her to the general practitioner alone without a blood check."

" What's the doctor? The same doctor as well. As long as he's on medication. After a long time." Wanna know.

" No, doc. We took him to a different doctor. We didn't mention that he had a prolonged fever, doc."

" That's where Mom's wrong. Not telling the truth. So, it's like this. Try, see how sorry your son is. He's so pale. In fact, limp." Stare at me softly.

" It's doc!" My mother-in-law glanced at me.

" Is your child any other complaints, other than fever, chills?" I looked at my mother and looked at me too.

" A headache." I said firmly.

" Headache, yeah." Nodding slowly. " Mom, here I give a recipe according to the disease of the child Mother. But if you can and should, Mom. Your child has to eat a lot. Mother's children must eat a lot of fruits to heal quickly. Because of this mother's child's disease can recur again. Be careful, don't let your child bite the mosquito." Writing recipes.

" Doctor if I could know. That's the fruits. What fruit is it, doc?" Ask my contact mom to know.

" You need to be expensive. Oranges can also be mums, papayas, wine and more, ma'am. If you can have oranges, then just oranges. And also drink lots of sugar water, yes. If there is coconut water, cane juice and orange juice can also be. And also have to eat a lot of vegetables such as carrots to heal quickly." Staring at me.

" Good doc! Nodding slowly. "There's a doctor's taboo she can't eat?!" Ask my contact mom to know.

" Oh, he's not going to drink milk just yet. Do not give foods that are high in fiber, fried, spicy and oily foods, which contain caffeine, and reduce foods that contain fat intake, fast food." Full affirmation.

" A high-fiber food is anything, doc?" Ask my mother to call me back.

" High-fiber foods such as, corn, avocado, nuts, kale, broccoli, tomatoes. That's why I said my son should not eat spicy. There are many more Mothers actually. But, Mom gave him enough food what I said just now."

" Nice doc."

" May I ask you again doc." Shamefully while smiling. " What kind of caffeine is a drink, Doc?" Ask my mother to call me back.

" If it contains caffeine is like, coffee in general. But that contains a lot of caffeine, Mom. So, one of my suggestions. Mother's son please don't be given a snack outside. Moreover, buying ready-to-eat drinks outside. Enough, I love him to eat, the food I told you about." Reaffirm. " If you love milk bearbrend . But, if there are complaints such as, diarrhea, nausea, vomiting. Stop it immediately, ma'am. Call the doctor immediately." Reaffirm.

" Nice doc." Staring doctor.

" There's more to ask Mom."

" No doc! I think I understand, Doc."

" This is the recipe I wrote. Please take me to the pharmacy now. After that, give it to your child. So that he can heal quickly. Hope you heal soon, yes! The medicine's in the drink, yeah." Looked at me with a smile.

" Then we say goodbye, Doc. Excuse me doctor!" Duck. Walk out.

After coming out of the doctor's room, he grabbed me and made me look like a statue. My heart feels calm. Tired and fear disappeared instantly. My little lips, so tightly shut. Thin smile reflexes.

" Come, hurry up. We're taking your medicine to the pharmacy." Pulling arm.

" It's Mom." Walk staring straight.

" Remember that! What the doctor said. You have to keep eating. Don't snack haphazardly starting today. Let you get well soon."

" It's Mom." I said back to his words.

We also walked very fast. Towards the place of drug taking. My legs were so dragged following his tight steps. My hand fell off instantly because my steps were still weak.

" Liyan, why did you let go of your grip." Staring at me from a distance.

Looking at his slightly rough face. Makes me stoop and quiet. My heart was pounding again with fear.

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