I'm Tired, Love Me

The Vano Ku II

After returning home I immediately gave Vano the medicine, put him to bed as I stroked his hair, then kissed him as he began to sleep.

I came out of the room to pump my ASI again, relax my body so that the pump results do not decrease. I turned on the television watching cooking shows, until the pumping activity was completed after 30 minutes.

I picked up the book I used to draw, picked up my pencil and began to tap it back to tapering. I put my books and drawing equipment on the dining table, pulled up my chair and put my butt on the non-touchy chair.

I began to train my fingers and hands, because I had not held a pencil for a long time to draw, to relax again in order to dance beautifully on drawing paper, like I used to have a lot of time for myself and my hobbies.

I started painting Vano's face, because it was the face that was dancing in my mind. Line after line I started to incise, just flowing like water flowing from a mountain was cool in my mind.

“Non want me to make warm tea or non warm milk?” Sari surprised me with her question

“Duh mbak Sari ngagetin aja deh” I replied while stroking the chest

“Hehehe sorry non, running out really serious anyway non” mbak Sari laughed at my surprise

“Mbak like iced milk mixed with good coffee mbak” I said with a smile and played my eyebrows pulled him up and up

“Would you stay up any non?”

“Grain hands to make pictures again mbak, if you know can produce results mbak” said I who looked back at my picture

“The spirit of non” said mbak Sari who walked towards the kitchen, and I again struggled with my picture.

“Please non, if you need anything call me aja non, I again fold the shirt behind the non” mbak Sari handed me iced coffee milk and offer if you need help can call him

“Makasih mbak, Mbak Sari rest aja it was already eight o'clock also this” I told mbak Sari to rest only

“Iya non, I went back first if so” pamit mbak Sari, which I answered with a nod without turning.

Half-nine nights I've finished painting my dear son's face. Put my picture on the Bagas desk and go back to my room.

I looked at my sleeping child's face, then I went into the bathroom to change my clothes for my beloved negligee and washed my face and brushed my teeth.

After completing the ritual of cleaning myself before going to bed, I approached Vano and gave him milk so that he would not wake up thirsty. I held onto her forehead which was starting to feel a little feverish, it was only about two hours after she took the medicine, and she was only able to take the medicine back at eleven. I was worried and agitated, for fear of falling asleep I set an alarm on my phone so I could get Vano's medicine in time.

Today Bagas came home sooner than usual, ten o'clock this evening he has come home usually he will just go home by midnight.

After bathing and changing his clothes, Bagas sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Vano.

“Sick what Vano mah?” He looked at Vano, like he was thinking about something

“The doctor said to see his condition three days ago, if his fever is still he should be taken to the lab for chek” said I explained

“Coming up ya nak” he said while stroking Vano's head

“Why is it still hot?” Ask a little surprised

“Iya later eleven o'clock can only drink the dehumidifier again, because it was just drinking at seven, said his doctor was told to drink it every four hours if still fever” said I explained,

“What's the reward?” I asked to dare

“Is your job a problem? Because a few months you come home very late, even hri holiday you are more outside the house than with us” my question to him

“Nothing, just a lot more work aja” he replied

“I feel you don't care about us” I said the braver

“Do not be weird if you think” answers a little snapping, then walk out of the room and turn on the television, lay his body on the sofa there

I could only take a deep breath, let the oxygen fill my lungs freely, then exhale slowly, holding back my tears that wanted to flow out. My focus right now is only on Vano's recovery.

After giving Vano the medicine, then I fell asleep, because I also had to be healthy to always take care of Vano.

I woke up at three in the morning to give Vano some medicine, because he had a fever again. After giving the medicine and putting Vano to sleep, I went out to get Vano milk, I walked through the TV room but I didn't see Bagas there, where was Bagas? Even this wasn't morning yet but he was gone, and without saying goodbye to me. After taking milk in the refrigerator, I walked to the living room to see Bagas' car which turned out to be Bagas leaving, because the car was not salted.

***

This is the second day Vano still remains feverish, and began to reduce the portion of eating and drinking milk. If it continues like this, Vano will be increasingly weak. If it's still like this I have to take her back to the clinic tomorrow morning, that's what I think.

I don't know what happened to Bagas, because the phone call from me was nothing he picked up. Some of the messages I sent were not read. I just wanted to share my concerns with her, because Vano was never recovering.

‘God if this is a test to get me to class, I will sincerely accept it. Or if this is Your guidance then make it clear everything’

I give my life to the determinant of my life and death.

***

Today at eight in the morning I took Vano to the clinic to do the checking in the lab, because until this morning Vano fever was still up and down.

Bagas's? Don't ask because last night she didn't come home and all the calls and messages I sent were unresponsive.

After waiting for a queue of about 15 minutes for the blood to be checked, Vano and I went into the sampling room. I put Vano to sleep as directed by the sample retrieval officer, I held Vano's leg and the other officer helped me to hold Vano's hand. The sound of Vano's crying broke when the syringe pierced through his skin, I couldn't bear to see him screaming. After I finished taking the sample I immediately held Vano and calmed him down,

“Bu later the results come out in about one hour, want to wait or leave bu?” Ask the officer

“I just wait mbak” replied me who want to know the results immediately

“Good ma'am, please wait in the front waiting room bu” said the officer directing,

“Good, thank you” answered me kindly

Seriate…….

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