TRAUMATISED
EPS. 6. IT'S HARD TO UNDERSTAND LEA.

After this incident, I finally decided to stop working from my job, to focus on caring for and caring for my only child .

Bagas :" I'd better just work, let you take care of our children at home, there is an art that takes care of household affairs, so you only take care of our children only ,,"

I:" well pa, tomorrow I will resign from the office, I also do not want this incident to happen again , or other bad events to befall our daughter , I can't bear that our little daughter has accepted the bad deeds of others " (my answer with tears ).

The next day my husband and I went to the hospital with the princess to undergo a medical examination, I was afraid something happened to the princess for taking antimo drugs given by the cruel beggar. After explaining to the doctor what happened, the doctor immediately did an examination.

Doctor:" the mother's child takes too much of the drug, it is possible that the side effects of the drug will have an impact on the appetite of the baby, for a while no serious damage , it's just that the baby will be lazy to eat and will only often sleep "

hearing the doctor's explanation, I came back sad and cry ,,

I'm :" doc , ? will my child recover and be back to normal and okay ?? " (ask me with a sense of concern)

After consulting the doctor, my baby and I went to hurry home. Outside the hospital, my husband was waiting for us, we rushed into the car, in the car I explained to my husband all about the doctor's explanation about the princess , my husband and I can only pray that our daughter will recover soon .

it was not felt that our car was stopped because of the red light, along the road I saw many beggars, vagabonds and angkringan sellers who were wandering asking for and selling merchandise to drivers who stopped, this view reminds me of the shadow of the beggar who walked and carried my daughter in the hot sun to knock on the car door and stretch out his hand to ask for mercy from the rider who stopped at the red light, I could not feel my tears falling down my cheeks with a rush.

Honestly I have not forgotten the slightest shadow of the unlucky shadow that befell my family, especially my daughter, my husband who saw me seemed to understand how I felt so that when there was a beggar who knocked on the window of our car my husband would not open it and would not pity the beggar , may feel traumatized or deceived by the lethargic attitude of beggars who may also act like beggars Lidya plotters .

Instantly the light turned green, a sign that we had to go died, a road that bore silent witness to the suffering of my little daughter .

Arriving at home, I got out of the car and saw some of my neighbors waiting for our arrival , one of my neighbors said that they were sad and concerned about what had happened to us and they prayed that we and our family would recover quickly . I would also like to thank my neighbors who have cared and sympathized with us.