I'm The One You Throw Out

Mother's Place

"Sorry, Mom. Not that I don't want to take care of Mom, but it seems like Mom would be better if I put it here," Hendra told Mother in front of a white-painted building, reading 'jompo'.

Mom was full and wanted to cry, but was too embarrassed because Hendra was not her biological child. It was unlikely that he would want to take care of anyone other than his family.

Mother could only nod while holding back the cry of sorrow. Passing on the path of destiny that God has outlined for him. His eyelids and lips continued to twitch as Hendra pushed the wheelchair he was riding into the courtyard of the building.

A nurse of her daughter-in-law's age came to greet, she smiled kindly as she approached the two of them. Introducing herself as Ida, she will take care of Mom while in the parlor.

Hendra filled out the necessary data, and paid for the initial administration before leaving Mom alone with strangers and strangers. I wish that living there was better than being alone.

While in the hospital, Zafran was trying to move his weakened body. He gave all his strength to get up from the lazy chair. Unfortunately, when the body was about to be lifted, Zafran had to be willing to fall again.

"ARGH! SHIT!"

Prangs!

The items on the small table beside his bed fell and scattered on the floor as Zafran's hand brushed him down. Her chest was blooming, emotions were peaking again because of her helplessness against pain.

Zafran clenched his hands tightly, the man's face had even been blackened by the constantly overflowing anger.

"Why can't I grow my legs, O God. Wh why? I want to get well, I want to get up, so I can quickly meet my son" raced Zafran.

He was crying, deep down. Lamenting the fate destined by the Powerful. Remembering Hendra's statement that made despair and hope disappear instantly.

A few moments before Hendra went to take Mom to a place that in his mind had never crossed Zafran's mind. The doctor said something he didn't want to hear.

"You don't go crazy, Zafran. How many more people will suffer because of your selfish attitude!" sentak Hendra shortly after Zafran asked him to take care of Mom.

The woman in the wheelchair wanted to leave them alone, but whatever the force of the body did not allow. The man shook his head, bowing his head deeply. He realized that everything he did was never through mature thinking. Always come suddenly and urge him to obey.

"You think the pain you're experiencing right now, some kind of common cold or just catching a cold? No, Zafran! The pain you are suffering from is rare and new. Let alone the drug, the cause is not yet known and is less likely to heal. Remember, Zafran! Life in this world has its limits, you do not just think for now, tomorrow it does not exist. I don't understand your thoughts, Zafran. Now whatever, I don't want to be involved in your business anymore" said Hendra while bringing Mother out to leave Zafran with her stupidity.

Zafran laughed bitterly knowing the fact that it was less likely to heal or rather would never heal.

"Fucking hendra! You are God, just like to say," said Zafran while hitting the bed in frustration.

He banged his head against the side of the bed, angry and upset.

"No! I need to heal, I need to be healed. This disease can definitely be cured," he murmured after being satisfied with the useless silly action.

Zafran was silent, his two eyes radiating with determination. His hands clenched tightly, the spirit within the soul thrashed on fire.

Every time the figure of Rayan he saw on the roadside loomed, every one of those was also his hope of recovery. He has to meet his son. He has to play with her.

"I am his father, I have more right to him than that man. It's good that he wants to take my position as his father" Zafran growled as he tightened his determined jaw.

Plans are arranged by themselves, for the sake of the child he must be healed. Zafran returned to training again, to be able to get up from that wheelchair.

So every day, even though the numb tongue can not taste any food, he still eats and spends it. The medicine is taken quickly and never lazy again.

However, the facts prove, Zafran's condition is even more sad. He remained in a wheelchair, not experiencing any changes at all.

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Because of something, Hendra said goodbye to Nisa to leave for a while. He walked to another part of the park, his intention to buy food as the park waited.

However, his steps were surprised by a boy who was playing with a girl. Hendra stood behind the flower fence, watching the child from a distance.

"Is that Sei's son, huh? But where's Seira?"

He muttered as he searched for Seira's invisible figure. There was only Bi Sari there sitting guarding a baby girl.

"Sister, I want that flower. Can you get me one?" pinta the girl pointed at the small flower in front of Hendra.

Hurriedly the man plucked it and waited for Rayan to come. He sat down on the grass while occasionally peering at the direction of the child's appearance.

"Be careful, baby!" Bi Sari warned.

"Yes, Grandma" said Rayan as she walked near the flower fence where Hendra was hiding.

"Where are the flowers, huh?" Rayan scratched her own head.

"Sstt .. shhh."

A voice surprised Rayan, she jumped lightly with her eyes wide.

"here! This is the flower already Om pickin," said Hendra while waving to call Rayan.

The boy hesitated, looking towards Rani and Bi Sari before approaching her. He received the flower from Hendra and thanked him.

"Mmm... What's your name?" hendra asked, looking closely at the boy's face.

"Rayan, Om," said Rayan a little distance from him.

Hendra smiled, staying in place crouching.

"Look at you Om look at Om's own friend, your face looks a lot like him. Wanna see?" bargain Hendra.

Rayan squinted, the boy backed off as Hendra got closer. Her body was tense and alert recalling Seira's words about a stranger.

"I'm sorry, I have to go" said Rayan as she turned and ran back to her place.

Seeing the tension on Rayan's face, Bi Sari immediately asked her, "What's wrong? You look scared like that?" The old woman rubbed Rayan's back.

The boy's breath hunted, sweat sprung up on his face and neck.

"That's, there's a freak in there, Grandma. Rayan is afraid, we go to Mamah aja, yuk, Grandma." Rayan pointed at the bush where she had just picked the flowers.

Bi Sari was stunned, she immediately put Fathiya on her carriage and took them all away. Seira and Fatih are in a new building to make sure everything is done.

Maybe he's that guy and wants to kidnap Rayan. No, isn't he in jail?

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Sorry guys, I didn't get up last night because my little guy had a high fever. Please pray that he will heal quickly. Thank you very much.