Being a Mother to Your Child
Chapter 98. Help from the poor woman
Chapter 98. Help from the poor woman
(on flashback scene)
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..."Because you don't see, sometimes angels. Wingless, not brilliant, not handsome.."...
...(.( Dewi Lestari ~ Angels also know)...
...🌺🌺🌺...
Although his mind is completely deadlocked, but Lintang must be able to master the situation as much as possible. He also gave thanks, because the mustachioed old man was able to control the existing stressful conditions and conditions.
The chairman of the neighboring pillars who were present as mediators there had indeed pocketed the names deposited by the owner of the contract. Guests 1x 24 hours only must report, especially those who live up to months - not for long.
" Include me Ketut!" Said the man after sitting his body on a wooden chair in the Lintang contract. " Sir, sorry in advance when my words offend you. But, is it true if you are currently pregnant?"
Ketut to the point to cut the time.
The rented mother who also sat next to the man, was now shocked and immediately then looked at the pity of Lintang and his mother.
Ibu Lintang is already crying with the situation. Can no longer hold tightness in his chest. People must have thought if he was defiled, disorderly and disturbing society. Other untrue allegations will also inevitably arise if this problem is not mediated.
Lintang nodded while crying, there was no point in him covering everything. Even if he quibbles, the fetus in his stomach will also enlarge over time.
Ketut took a deep breath and then stopped him. Ketut feel pity.
The man did not want to speculate more about latitude. About why he in the ID card is still single and not married, but has a baby in the womb.
As a fellow human being, Ketut must be able to decide the best path for all its citizens. Latitude is also human, but the demands of other citizens must also be tried.
" This is how mbak, the people here already know this news. Should mbak Lintang with Mother just move mbak. I'm sorry I couldn't help much. I'm also worried that something might not happen to Mbak Lintang if it will still survive here!"
Latitude understands. Although now he is confused about where else to drag his steps with Mother, but he was relieved because the man named Ketut was really wise.
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" Whuuu!!!! Women aren't right you!"
" It's good to be gone, people's disease!"
He who continues to strengthen the heart when the voices of discord become his accompanist steps away from the contract with Mother. There was nothing they had brought except a few pieces of shabby clothes they had brought from the city of J just now.
With an empty mind, Lintang took his thin and pale mother to take a taxi to a place that is not necessarily direction. The cost is still enough to pay for more comfortable transportation, because the condition of his mother is really weak.
" Where is this coming down? We've been muttering since!" Said the driver who felt strange.
The latitude was completely confused and did not know what to do. Absolutely never implied in his mind, if it will be in time by many people, for his condition which is considered deviated from the norm of decency.
" Stop in front of you sir!"
That night was pretty cold. From the air they felt, it seemed like the rain was going to pour over the area. Urban areas with undoubted population density.
" I'm tired son, we'll take a break, okay?" Mother said with a limp voice that made Lintang really overwhelmed with sadness.
A chronically ill person should rest in peace and get enough treatment. But all of that does not apply to Mother Lintang.
Good Lord!
From where they rested, precisely under the trembesi tree near the sidewalk, there was a female scavenger, who pulled over his wagon.
Lintang stunned, the work that he had been living he felt difficult and made him often complain because it was not enough for the cost of living and treatment of his mother. However, looking at the scavenger with a beautiful face, making a pinch of gratitude present, even though he was overwhelmed by the peace.
" Where's Mom going?" Ask the scavenger again.
The lintang shook not answering. He even cried. This day he was very tired because of what he experienced, quite emotionally and physically draining. Make that scavenger stop his activities.
The scavenger scanned the look of Lintang and his mother who looked like a dead man.
" It's a big city, so why come here if you don't have a purpose?"
The scavenger continued his activities stirring the pungent-smelling trash can.
The latitude just silently did not answer. She was weak and chose to close her eyes for a moment.
Feeling pity, the scavenger is now sitting his body on the sidewalk, with a distance rather far. " I just saw this time people don't know where to go. Where are you from?"
" I ..."
Lintang tells if they come from the city of J and they get lost. He did not dare to talk about the problems he faced
" Do you know any cheap lodging or rent around here? My mother is sick and...!"
Latitude even shows the condition of his mother is severe.
The scavenger immediately rounded his eyes. " Why did it get to that? Jeez mbak..."
The scavenger felt sorry for both of them. He did not know the two foreign women, but saw the pale thin face of the Latitude Mother, as well as the injuries in her breast area, making the woman pity.
" If you want to temporarily to my contract first mbak. It's close to here!"
" It pityes his mother until. Tomorrow I'll get the contract!"
Such is life, no matter how difficult the circumstances, there must be help that God provides. Like at the moment, for example.
With a limped step, they diligently followed the middle-aged, deciduous-skinned lady, passing by a slant of times with an unusually pungent smell, walk a narrow path until they arrive at a semi-permanent house whose roof is made of asbestos.
" You guys go in first. I want to clean this up!"
Latitude nodded. It was his first experience with foreigners and only capitalized on resignation because he had no choice.
Some time later, the woman came back with a cleaner state even though it was still the same cat as before. Already from there, despite having a woman's bath still looks dirty.
" Well on the outside, let's go in!"
" I'm Yanti. Please enter mbak. But, yeah.this is how it is!"
The house was only five times six meters wide. There are no sofas or chairs that decorate the living room with cement floor cast. There was only a red carpet that became the seat, with an ancient mosquito net that had faded.
Inside there is a worn sideboard, which becomes the bulkhead of the living room and also the television room with a tube output year later.
" Thank you very much, Miss Yanti. I owe it to Ibuk!" Lintang said after extending his legal foot on the red carpet.
Yanti nodded. " Together, I have no more money for alms. All I can do is like this. Tomorrow I take between looking for a hostel, it's out of the rain because. Now while nginep in my hut only first !"
Yanti felt pity. He was difficult, but seeing the two, he felt his life was better. Happiness belongs to those who are grateful.
" I'll get you a pillow first, I'll have only one mattress here. I know I live by myself. Immediately I have instant noodles, we eat it first, must not have eaten, right?"
Lintang grateful, in the midst of the difficulties he experienced, in fact God is still kind enough to give help. Let him tonight accompany that foreign yet friendly little lady. At least, tonight he can rest his tired body with his mother.
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