I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

pain of heart, Delia.

Delia daydreamed, After a few days of getting out of her coma.

His condition has also begun to stabilize even though he still has to use medical devices. There are some that have been released, too.

The girl sensed her slightly hollow and gravityless world. Look blankly at the wall of the treatment room.

Secretary Erik came out of the bathroom. Approaching him then sticking a kiss on his forehead, gently.

"It's time for lunch, let's eat first–" Secretary Erik opened the food cover on the table, spooning a little porridge over the ceramic bowl. "Open your mouth, baby."

Delia's face turned away, rejecting him. His lips were tightly clenched, he did not want to eat anything.

"Darling, you haven't had lunch. You should take your medicine too."

"Mamih– where's Mamih?" He let out a sigh, making Erik sigh.

"Wait, Mamih will definitely come."

"It's been almost a week since I woke up. Where's Mamih!!!"

"Delia?"

The girl covered her ears with both hands. His cruel appearance rejected all the reasons that would be thrown out by the father. Because all he wants is his mom...

That'sallthatis.

Erik put the spoon in the bowl. Then grabbed her phone, tried to contact Liliana.

*S*at least you have to answer my phone, Lili.

Tuuuuuu.... Tuuuuuuu...

Erik moved away a little, from Delia's bed.

"What's wrong? I'm in a meeting. Just call later," replied Liliana.

"Wait– wait a minute. Can't you? At least say hello to your son. Even by phone..."

"I said it yesterday, right."

"Come on Lili, at least you give her some spirit. Please kindly–"

"Qc...! Yes, give your phone to the boy."

Erik smiled, he walked up to Delia again.

"It's Mamih, baby." Handing over phone. Delia's face turned happy, she grabbed the phone and stuck it to her ear.

"Dark?"

"Darling, how are you?"

"Delia is not well... You know, Delia's condition."

"But you're okay, right?"

"No, until Mamih gets home. When will she get home?"

"honey, Mamih is really very busy. Your father was not accompanying. Mama must take care of everything by herself. Understand yes, maybe Mamih will come home next month."

"What?" The girl's hands were clenched tightly. "Why don't you guys just not come home forever? Mamih is more comfortable with Mamih's work, right?"

"Delia?"

"Mamih doesn't care about me, even I'm here Mamih still can't go home? Where is the conscience Mamih. Don't be sorry if Mamih can't see me anymore!" Cecar Delia, pissed off.

"ENOUGH!! are you satisfied talking?" Jerk Liliana from sebrang, to make Delia freeze. because, just this time he heard her mamih yelling. "listen yes, Mamih there is no time to serve your whining. You've got a dad, and Zaeni too. So Mamih no longer needed to come. After all, Mamih works for you guys as well. So don't overdo it just because of this...!!!" PIC....

Delia lowered her phone, with a clear grain dripping from her two neutrals.

"What did Mamah say?" Ask Erik worried. But Delia did not answer him, other than handing the phone to her father. And re-create his body. "My daughter?"

"Delia's going to bed... You can come out for a minute, right?" The girl closed her eyes. His heart really felt pain, the most he wanted to tilt his body. But it was heavy, because his two numb legs could not be moved.

***

A twilight beam highlighted his body lying on top of the hospital bed.

Delia blinked her eyes, looking. There was no one in the room but him.

The girl sat down, dodging her dizziness for a moment. After that, she pulled out the blanket that covered her legs.

Looking for something else... The wheelchair is far from his bed. That blank look just shook slowly.

I'm not paralyzed, so I don't need that damn thing.

He tried to move his legs. Forced dragging. But still can't.

"Dammit!!! Come move... Moving fast. I have to go to the toilet now." Rough patting both feet, after which lift them with both hands one by one. "I can, I can definitely, can–"

The girl desperately slumped down from her bed, without a care the infusion hose was still attached to the back of her hand.

Klaaaaanggg....

"Yyyyyyy...." Groaned. He felt pain as his buttocks slammed hard down, smashing into the ceramic floor. Not to mention the fallen infusion pole, as well as the interested hose. To remove blood from a soft needle that was almost completely plucked in the back of his hand.

Her art water that was restrained from earlier came out just like that. Until it settles on the floor.

"Typeaaak... Nooo..." Sobbing, lamenting all this.

Two nurses came. Delia looked quickly.

"Nona–"

"YESHOOOO!!! GET OUT OF HERE...!!!" exclaim Delia, violent.

but they kept coming over. shifting their gaze at the yellow liquid on the floor. That's what makes Delia more upset.

"What do you see, huh!!! I SAID KELUMAAAAAR!!!"

"Miss, we have to help you."

"NO NEED, JUST GET OUT THEREAAAA... I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP..."

outside... The newly arrived world was glued to the door, hearing Delia's screams as she hurled harsh curses at the two nurses.

He came in after knocking on the door twice.

Those inside turned their heads, as did Delia who was increasingly violent to drive out the Kunia who was already standing on the lips of the door.

"You guys, just get out. This is my business."

"Good, Miss." They nodded briefly and then walked out of the room.

Quick, Dunia shut that door and locked it. Then he approached Delia. Release the drip that has been released, then cover it with the nurse's plaster, which is left on the table.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I DON'T NEED YOU HERE– I DON'T WANT YOU HERE."

Kunia stared intently at the teenage girl in front of her. After that hit his shoulder.

plaaaaaaackdmkkkk.

"Yetoo..."

"illness?" Cold asked.

"You think, Huh!!!"

Plaaaakk....

"Aaaaaa... You stupid ugly woman!!!"

Plaaaaunkpunkkkk....

"I SAID SICK, STUPID!!!"

The hand of the world was raised again. Until Delia's eye reflexes closed.

"You want me to hit again, more than this? or I'll torture... I can do anything. Because right now there's only you and me."

Gleeleek... Delia ciut's.

Both of Kunia's hands infiltrated the armpits. Then gripped firmly on those two arms.

"What do you want? Hey–"

"D bathe you, you need a bath. Your body stinks."

"I don't want to, let go of me... I can do it myself...! LEGAAAAS...."

no matter the scream. The world kept dragging him slowly. Until the girl goes into the bathroom.

From the inside came the sound of a shower and the cry of Delia who was unceasingly hurling harsh words at the woman who was just silent.

"ASSY BASICS...!! HOW DARE YOU, DO THIS TO ME..."

plaaaaaaackdmkk...

"Yes...!!" Delia rubbed her more poignant shoulders from the punch that directly touched her skin.

"why are you like this, Hah!!!" Dunia poured soap on Delia's body. then rubbed it. "you think I'm afraid of any threats, you? you're nothing compared to Devano's pet crocodile boy!!"

"you liken me to a pet, Brother Devan!!"

Bunia raised her hand again, and Delia's hand covered her shoulder.

"put your hands away."

"No, sick–"

"if it hurts, shut up and just obey, I'll be your babysitter from now on."

"A–what?"

"you're going to turn it down, will I hit you again?"

Delia shook her head quickly. "don't hit again– hurts." whine later.

Kunia smiled, she began to continue her work.Bath Delia clean.