"I'm Tired, I Want to Give Up "
The Struggle of Mother Connect
Out of the gate of a Mension, my footsteps are a little slow. His body that I have been holding now feels heavy, my shoulder feels like it is going to break. Plus the wound on my temple feels twitching and a little bloody, because it hit the pressure of the head.
I paused on the side of the road after walking a few meters from Mr. Zul's Mansion. Tiredness engulfed my body, and my legs began to stiffen and limp. While she was asleep in my arms. His hands were wrapped around my neck so tightly.
"If there were a bench around here, I would rest for a moment tired of me," I hoped to be interrupted by a very tired whack. I want to cling to my HP in the pocket of the skirt, but it is difficult to reach because of the Sya that I cannot lower.
I cried in silence, my tears welled up, but I could not help but make a sound. I walked back to the main road which was crowded by vehicles. The shadow of my body seemed to be reflected by the light of the street lights tonight. I don't know what time it is, which is clear Mension Mr. Zul is a bit away from the main road.
A few minutes later I arrived at the main road which was crowded with vehicles. My crying that I was holding no voice, now subsides. There was a happy bit of a chest, at least I could intercept the Argo Taxi that would take me to my husband's house, Mas Eagle. I'm still walking down the shoulder of the road to reach the bench up ahead. An empty bench, usually during the day used by gasoline sellers.
"Hahhhhh.. hahhh....!" my tired breath sounded. Finally I can get to this bench and can rest for a moment, unwind the ones that have been whack since. "Yes... Lord..help me!" inner praying. I closed my eyes, not afraid that this was night, which I usually feared the most. Not fear of ghosts, but fear of bad people.
"Tid.. no....!"
Suddenly the sound of the car horn sounded twice, I opened my eyes so shocked. There is a car in front, a taxi. Pucuk lovable ulam arrived, as if dipper together, my prayer apparently granted the Almighty. I immediately stood up to greet the argo taxi and intended to intercept it. The taxi driver quickly got out of his cab, then approached me.
"Neng.. apparently Eneng! Come on, I'll take you home at 9 p.m.," he said in surprise, taking my hand and pointing me to the passenger door. His face was so worried.
He's Mr. Darma, the taxi driver who drove me to Mr. Zul's Mansion this afternoon.
Instantly I was very happy, as if getting the durian collapsed. I am grateful, Mr. Darma came in time when I felt I could no longer walk.
"Sir Darma....!" pekikku surprised plus happy.
"Come on, come on in!" his orders. I sat down and sat in the passenger seat. I feel tired and a little healed. My aching achy leg can now be rested in Mr. Darma's taxi. The one I laid out squirmed slowly. But back to sleep.
"So how, was Mr Zul easily conquered?" ask Mr. Darma while putting a seat belt on his waist.
"Lumayan alot, sir. My arrival was even misunderstood by Mr. Zul, I was considered a woman who could rely on the body and investigate. Fortunately, I have evidence of a videotape when his wife forced him to take her biological child forcibly." I paused for a moment talking to me.
"Why..how can you?"
"Yes, Sir. The ex-wife of my husband apparently worked with the closest person to my mother-in-law. It just so happens that the closest people to my mother-in-law often visit and even sleep at home. Now this opportunity was used by my husband's ex-wife to approach a close friend of my mother-in-law, to be used as a tool to help her evil intentions," I explained. Mr. Darma seemed to nod understanding of what I meant.
"Alhamdulillah, now Neng Nada can be back together with the child. It looks like Neng Nada is very affectionate with children, he continued. I feel very moved," said Mr. Darma moved.
"Yes, Sir. This also did not escape the help of Mr. Darma who drove me to the residence of Mr. Zul, and gave a little leak about the character of Mr. Zul."
"I was just a taxi driver who happened to pass by and intercepted Neng Nada. And it just so happened that Eneng's destination was to the residence of Mr. Zul. I know Mr. Zul by word of mouth. He's actually a good guy. Only despotic to those who want to betray him alone" said Mr. Darma.
"Why stop, sir?" I was surprised by the taxi. Mr. Darma suddenly stopped near the tent stalls.
"We eat first, Neng Nada seems to have not eaten." Mr. Darma seems to know that since this afternoon I have not eaten at all, not even drink. It was in the residence of Mr. Zul, not at all treated anything.
"But it's night, sir. And I'm not hungry. After all, my son is sleeping" I said half-rejected. Mr. Darma glimpsed at Sya and felt a little disappointed that he did not manage to take me to eat. Maybe see Sya asleep, and pity also when awakened. But Mr. Darma even got off the taxi and approached one of the tent stalls. A few minutes later Mr. Darma returned with him wrapped in rice and side dishes and warm orange tea.
"Eat first, I know Eneng has not eaten. Eat in this taxi. It's okay, just relax. Come, eaten. If the child Eneng let it go first, even if I wake up afraid he is crying because of the trauma of the incident that happened to him." Mr. Darma is very understanding, as if he understands the situation of me and Sya.
"I'm a hassle, Mr. Darma. And all this time I have never returned the kindness of the Father, "I said feeling ashamed and condolent.
"Do not hesitate and repay my actions that are not how much. We are fellow humans are obliged to help each other in distress, and it just so happens that Eneng needs help. So, just relax. Consider my kindness from a biological father who always loved his children," said Mr. Darma sincerely. I finally had to eat the rice that Mr. Darma had ordered in his cab. While Mr. Darma waited outside while smoking.
A few minutes later I finished eating and indeed I was hungry, the proof of the food given by Mr. Darma was exhausted. As well as the warm orange water is also exhausted and enough to make me limp and my headache is completely gone.
"Thank you very much, sir! You are so good to me. I can't reply to him. Only God will reply one day" I cried.
"Already Neng, don't think about it. I don't matter. Now it would be nice for me to immediately send Eneng home. It's late at night too." Mr. Darma immediately started his car engine, then returned to take his taxi to Mas Elang's house.
I fell asleep in the back of the car seat, until I did not realize that Pak Darma's taxi would soon arrive at Mas Elang's house.
