I'm Not a Wingless Angel

I'm Not a Wingless Angel
UNPREDICTABLY



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As usual, after the children came home from school, I immediately prepared - ready for ngojek. Even though I live with my mother, all the affairs of the children I still take care of myself. I just activated the app, the order came right in. After calling to confirm the order, I left immediately.


**


I glanced back at the watch, still late afternoon and order deserted. I got back busy with my phone, opened social media and checked my trip today. Only 3 orders I got. I breathed a strong sigh, resigned.


" Patience. windfall not where my sister" said one of the biker friends who had been accompanying me with 3 other bikers, like knowing my anxiety.


" A bachelor boy who knows what it's like to go home with no money" I said chiming in. They all laughed at my answer, while still being engrossed in the game on their respective devices.


" Lagian.. instead of looking for a husband, even wandering." said another mocking. I just wanted to return his ridicule,


" Help!! help!!" simultaneously we fell silent and looked towards the sound. I quickly got off the bike I had standardised earlier and ran towards the voice asking for help, followed by my other friends. I burst into the crowd, for my size is quite contained, it is not difficult to get rid of people who act as a crowd audience. I saw a woman sitting there, her hands and feet hurt, her face pale, maybe in shock, but I didn't know what was going on. I quickly stood back up and ran towards the stall near where the woman was sitting with her pale face, then picked up a bottle of mineral water, paid for it and returned to where she was. I sat down in front of the woman, and handed her a bottle of mineral water.


" Drink first" I said to him, he quickly took the bottle I gave and drank the water to half.


" What happened to Uni (sister )?" I asked the young woman who was screaming for help.


" This mother fell down while walking down the street, I was the one walking behind her so panicked. That's why I asked for help." he replied.


" So uni's not her son or her family?" ask my other friend.


" No." she replied in a state of panic.


The people who had been crowding, one by one began to leave. After some of them perpetuate the incident, huddled just to immortalize, not give help. Miris.


I took a tissue from inside the backpack I always carry, took out a few pieces of tissue, and then...


" Sorry yes buk. "I cleaned his face that is no longer pale after drinking. The right side of the face is filled with sand, maybe the face has landed on the road when it fell. This is the reason why I never let my mom go alone, this kind of thing I was afraid of. Then I proceeded to clean his injured hands and feet.


" Where do you live?" ask me slowly, after seeing his condition began to stabilize.


" The way of Andalas." he answered briefly.


" Mom has a number to call, let us help you call to pick up mom." asked one of my friends.


" My bag was snapped there, I didn't memorize my son's number" she replied in tears. I stroked his hand, trying to calm him down.


" If I drive you home, do you remember the way home?" ask again.


" Because son, remember. Can you please take me, son?" he answered with a happy smile. I smiled and nodded my head.


***


" This son, this is my house." I stopped the bike right in front of a mansion that was familiar to my eyes. Two guards standing in front of the fence quickly approached us and helped the mother get off my bike.


" lady... Thank God the madam is back" said one of the security guards.


" Ma.." The scream surprised me, a young man ran towards the mother. There was anxiety on his face as well as people who called him "mrs." The man immediately hugged and stroked his mother's chaotic face, then took her mother into the house. One of the guards came to me,


" How much is uni?" ask the security guard


" Sir, I only help deliver." I replied


" Isn't this uni ngojek?" he asked, glancing at the jacket I was wearing.


" Yes, I'm a motorcycle taxi driver. But I wasn't in the message, just intending to help. The mother had fallen near where I left off, please tell her family to treat her wounds first." I said. I immediately gasped away from the house after saying goodbye to the security guard. I don't know why I miss my mom. Maybe it's time I go home, bring whatever I got today. After all, this is still a holiday atmosphere, the orderan must also still be quiet.


(In the house )


" From tomorrow, mama can no longer go out alone." the boy said sternly. His hands were busy cleaning the wounds on the hands and feet of the woman he called "mama ".


" Then find me a daughter-in-law to accompany me wherever I go." replied the mother grimacing with pain.


" Yes, Nadia and I are getting married soon. So, uh,... "


" No." the mama cut off the boy's speech. The boy stopped his activities and looked into his shiny and enlarged eyes. " Mama does not want to have a daughter-in-law like Nadia, she was busy asking for forgiveness, how she can accompany her mother. Every month out of the country, reunion is not exhausted, spending money. Mending if he is out of the country to work or not - do not go using his own money, this is not... What - what is your money. Love is love Dim.. but not gini too." the mama continues to nag while passing leaving her son who is just silent fixated. The boys could only sigh, it was hard to convince mom about her relationship with Nadia. It's been a year that she's convinced me, but she still disagrees.


landfall


" ow." The boy held his back head which was thrown something. He immediately turned his body.


" what about the cave home?" mama looked at him with a mocking face.


" Him, mama asked me to marry that motorcycle taxi guy?" he asked while stroking his head which hurt by throwing a bottle of red medicine.


" Have you paid yet? have you said thank you yet? slap you!" snapped at Mama while coming back into her room.


" But, may your advice. He's nice, cave like." cried mama then, the man quickly turned his head towards the door of the mama's room that was still open, mama's,


" Not all uni Rahmi's children are married to me, she is also good" he replied as he stood up and stepped towards his room.


" Will cave consider." the man grew increasingly upset at hearing the answer from his mother, went into the room and slightly slammed the door to vent his frustration.