"I'm Tired, I Want to Give Up "

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POV 1(Tone)

"Honey .. this afternoon I have to go to the hospital. My mother always wanted me to be next to her. Not until nginap really, if the night after Mama sleep, I go home," permission Mas Elang the other day. I don't mind, because Mas Elang is really waiting for his mother. It has been almost a week and it is the second week. The condition of the mother who is still in need of intense attention of the Doctor, requires that the mother is still hospitalized at the Hospital.

The first week, Mother has begun to look there is a good change, that is her speech is not cool anymore. It's a little obvious but not normal.

"Yes, Mas. Greetings, yes, to Mom," I said as I kissed her hand. Mas Elang replied by peeping my forehead while rubbing my head.

"Well at home, take it. If there's anything to ask Bi Narti or Bi Ijah for help," he said as he moved. I took off Mas Elang with a wave of hands until the car left.

I went back upstairs to meet Sya who was playing a puzzle. Strangely enough, Sya who said Bi Ijah or Bi Narti fussy always wanted to come if Mas Eagle left, now not proven. The proof just now Mas Elang left, but Sya was not fussy or willing to come along. Maybe because I'm home?

"If there is Non Tone, obviously Den Sya will not fuss the same Den Eagle. Unlike when Non Nada is not at home, Den Sya is almost fussy and always asks to come to his Papa. Just get aunty to persuade him, Non." The story of Bi Ijah the other day, tells the attitude of Sya when there was no me at home. "Non Nada is one example of a connected mother figure that is well received by Den Sya," Bi Ijah continued at that time.

Time is rolling. The eagle came to see me and spoke. Mas Elang asked permission to bring mother back to this house. I want to seek treatment and live with Mas Elang, as I asked for the first time when I was sick. This time I don't mind at all, I think it's time for me to be filial like what you often say the other day.

"Why should ask permission from Nada, Mas. Mas Eagle's son, has a big responsibility in taking care of the mother," said I agree. Mas Eagle seemed happy to hear my willingness.

Today, Mom can go home. My blood pressure is starting to normal. The doctor allows you to go home on condition that your diet is maintained. You should not eat fatty foods and contain cholesterol. Also your emotions cannot explode. I hope your pain can change Mom's attitude. Mother's emotions can only be controlled by Mother. And hopefully this time I can take good care of her emotions.

I welcome my mother home with joy. Mas Elang lifted Mom's body up the wheelchair and pushed her, then took Mom to the prepared room. What a joy that is immeasurable to see Mas Eagle so martial and filial mother. That's one of the reasons I'm so interested in Mas Eagle.

Mas Elang hired a special Nurse, who was hired from a foundation that cared for the elderly who could not live a normal life. It means a sick old man who can't bathe or poop himself. All costs are borne by Mas Elang. I have never felt jealous, it is the duty of a boy to his mother.

Although it was not Mas Eagle who took care of Mother directly, but a happy twinkle was clearly visible in her eyes. I'm happy to be able to stay at Mas Elang's house and be cared for here. By staying here I hope that Mother's condition will be healthier and healed as usual.

The passage of time, my gestational age is now 5 weeks, still young and vulnerable. Seeing Mas Eagle's busyness with work and paying attention to Mother, I tried not to be spoiled. However, for some reason only at the age of two months of pregnancy, I feel nausea and vomiting so much, so that my body is weak and not powered. Mas Eagle who I expected his attention to, almost never knew what I was feeling.

Early in the morning when I was having nausea, and vomiting, Mas Elang fell into a deep sleep after the dawn prayer until it was time to take Sya to school. So, you could say he didn't know I was going through that.

"Huek ... huek ..." About fifteen minutes or so I vomited, my body suffocated. Afterwards I came out of the bathroom, walking with my hands touching the wall. It was a very sad situation, when I wanted to be pampered but I was forced to take care of myself. Only the help of my ART that I rely on now, without them I might have been helpless.

Want me to try to wake up Mas Eagle who waited all night for mom. But the tired body and snoring it dampened me to wake Mas Eagle. I can't wake him up. I had to call Bi Narti to go to the room.

"Non, Non Tone ... !" Bi Narti helped lift my body onto the bed where Mas Eagle slept.

"Non, did Den Eagle just wake up. It's bad Non. Non Nada doesn't want to eat, every food comes in, comes out again. It could be Non Nada lack of fluids and the fetus is contained malnourished," said Bi Narti as if scaring me. I became very worried then by daring to wake up Mas Eagle.

"Mas, Mas Eagle, wake up ....!" I said weakly while shaking the body of the tired Eagle Mas. Mas Eagle moved, but his body sank further under the blanket.

"Just let Bi, I ask you to take me to Midwife Dina. I've been limp and powerless" I said.

"Okay Non, I asked Usep for help to memapah Non Nada," said Bi Narti while going down the stairs.

Usep and Bi Narti came and immediately grabbed me, went down the stairs and took me to the clinic where Midwife Dina worked.

"Bi Narti I have to come, don't I?" tanya Usep is doubtful.

"Seep, no need," I said limply. Usep obediently, he returned to the post while ordering grab for me.

"Sep, haven't you?" Bi Narti asked.

"A little while back, Bi," replied Usep. Not how long the grab ordered Usep came, and stopped right in front of the gate of Mas Elang house. The grab driver came down and wanted to help me, but Bi Narti and Usep had enough of me limping into the car.

Not long after in the grab, Mr. Driver forwarded his grab to the address written Usep in his online grab order.

"True Clinic, huh?" The driver asked.

"Rubber, sir," said Bi Narti.

True Clinic is not far away, it takes 15 minutes to get there. Grab stops right in front of the True Clinic. The driver got off and opened the passenger door. A moment after the door opened, I seemed to recognize the figure of the grab driver.

"Sir Darma!" my peek. I recognize Mr. Darma. And this grab driver is really Mr. Darma.

"Neng Nada, huh?" Mr. Darma tried to convince. After feeling confident, Mr. Darma did not hesitate to help me anymore. Fetch me and bring me into the clinic.

For the umpteenth time I always met with Mr. Darma. The Grab driver was always there when I was in trouble.

"Thank you Sir!" my spoken. After that I was immediately handled by the clinic and passed to the womb, where Midwife Dina who handles pregnant women.

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