Jamu Ma'am Up Level

Got word Sakti Sakit

Until one night, suddenly someone knocked on the main door of the rented house inhabited by Sri.

"Tock..tok...tokk...!"

"Assalamu'alaikum!" knock and say hello from outside the door of the house.

Didn't get an answer, sound back and keep repeating it.

"Tok..tok..but.tok..!"

"Assalamu'alaikum!" say hello again from the door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Sri who then stepped her feet towards the door and heard the sound of the door being opened by Sri.

"Simplified.klek..ceklek..!"

The door opened and saw an old woman who was none other than Bu Karti.

"Mom Karti?" call Sri when you see directly the face of Bu Karti.

"Well this is me, are you pregnant?" asked Bu Karti to Sri who currently has an enlarged stomach.

"Yes, at the time of meeting with Ms. Karti a few months ago, I was actually already four weeks pregnant and I was supposed to go back to the village at that time." clearly Sri while giving a code to Bu karti to enter the house.

Bu Karti also entered and Sri closed and locked the door of the house.

Sri and Bu Karti then sat in the living room chair, and they talked to each other. But Sri made a warm drink for both of them.

"Sir, my father is gone. Mother's husband died" said Lirih Bu Karti while staring at Sri

"Inna lillahi wa Innalillahi roji'uun, Sri. Exactly when is the singling of Ma'am?" ask the curious Sri.

"A week from our arrival from the city, the father who initially looked fresh fit suddenly collapsed and did not wake up again!" replied Bu Karti who began to shed her tears.

"Ma'af ma'am, it is not Sri's intention to evoke the memories of Karti's mother with Fahrul" said Sri who was not feeling well.

"Oh, it's okay, Sri. I am so sincere!" said Bu Karti.

"And from now on it will sell herbal medicine again, because there are still children of mothers who still have to pay for school" said Bu Karti who wiped his tears.

"Oh so, Mom, I happen to want to go home, too. My content is large, and I want to give birth in the village so that it is close to my parents Bu" said Sri who understood by Bu Karti.

"Mother understands, and you want to go home when will Sri?" ask Karti's curious mother.

"I'll be back home tomorrow morning ma'am!" sri replied while commenting on her smile.

"Was that fast?" said Bu Karti.

"iya is better to go home, in addition to missing both parents and also miss the relatives of the Pandai taulan." replied Sri who then drank his umannya noodles.

"It's late at night, as good as we rest." asked Bu Karti.

"Yes Bu, Sri is also tired said Sri who then rose from their sitting position and they stepped foot into their respective bedrooms.

Sri opens her phone and gets word that Sakti's son from Bima is sick, and she is currently hospitalized.

"Sakti at the hospital?" muttered Sri while watching and reading the chat from her husband.

"When I go home to the hospital, I'll see Sakti first!" murmured in Sri's heart.

After steadying his resolve, Sri laid his body and began to close his eyes and fall asleep in his sleep.

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In the morning Sri woke up and found Bu Karti who was also awake.

"So come home now?" ask Bu Karti to Sri who came out of his room.

"Yes ma'am, but I have to go to the hospital first. Because my son is sick and is now in the hospital, where Mr. Fahrul was treated yesterday.

"Mom, Sri would like to take a shower with Sri's belongings. Said Sri who looked at Bu Katrti's face.

"Yes, I can only wish the best for everyone. Aamiin." said Bu karti.

"Aamiin ya Robbal alaamiin." reply Sri who then stepped foot into the bathroom and while Bu Karti went outside the house to buy food for them.

After bathing then changing clothes and also praying at dawn, Sri brought her backpack and prepared to leave.

But the new Karti ma'am came from buying rice, for both of them.

"Sir, wait a minute!" exclaimed Bu Karti who came with the food.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" ask the curious Sri.

"We have breakfast first!" replied Bu Karti while putting the packaged rice and freshly bought drinks on the table.

"Oiya Bu." replied Sri while putting her bag on the chair and stepping her feet to take a spoon and plate in the kitchen.

The two had breakfast together for the last time. And before long they finally finished breakfast and Sri said goodbye to leave the house of Karti's mother.

"Sri's gone, ma'am, Assalamu'alaikum!" said the one who kissed the back of Bu Karti's hand.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, be careful son! If you go to town again, stop by this mother's contract!" reply Mother Karti who both throw each other a smile at this time.

"In God, Mom, take good care of your mother!" sri said with a smile and waved her hand.

"Yes, greetings to the family!" exclaim Karti's mother who replied to Sri's hand.

And Sri stepped out of the densely populated settlement onto the highway, where she would take a public transport to the hospital.

Before long the public vehicle was waiting for it to come and Sri climbed into the bus.

Slowly he gave way and a special seat in the vehicle, because Sri was pregnant.

After sitting Sri enjoyed the trip, which often stopped raising passengers and also dropped off passengers.

And before long finally arrived in front of the hospital that became Sri's destination.

After paying and the bus stopped, Sri got off the bus and stepped into the hospital yard.

"Mbok Ni!" batin Sri when she saw a woman she knew. Sri hastened her steps to approach the middle-aged woman who turned out to walk with mang Ujang, the driver of the Bima family.

"Mbok Ni, Mang Ujang!" call Sri when it is close to mbok Ni and also Mang Ujang.

The two men stopped and turned their heads, they saw a pregnant woman approaching them.

"Mrs Sri!" exclamation mbok Ni and Mang Ujang money together.

"Assalamu'alaikum, how are you all!" say greeting Sri when it has arrived before the two people who have been close to him.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, our good news madam. How's the mistress doing?" ask back to Sri.

"Alhamdulillah Sri is also fine" said Sri and they are now facing each other and Sri had embraced mbok Ni. Both are taking off their kangen.

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