
The doctor came out with a sad face, saw the doctor with a sad face made me limp, my mind everywhere I really could not if I had to hear bad news.
"How about the doctor" I asked with eyes collected in the eye pelukan that was ready to break the defenses of my eyes.
"Before I apologize madam, we have tried our best but you are late to bring your baby here." said the doctor who had not been able to continue his words.
Hearing the doctor's words made me hold my baby sitter's shoulder
"Dok, don't tell me that my baby wasn't saved, my baby is fine, Doc" I said
"Sorry madam, but God wills that your baby is dead" the doctor said
"No doctor there's no way that he was still with me this morning, he's still healthy there's no way that now that he's with God, don't lie to me doctor" I cried hysterically.
"You can see it madam, I'm saying goodbye first" the doctor said and passed with the nurse.
I ran in, saw my baby close my eyes, making me weak. With all the energy I had, I approached him.
"Honey, why did Roy go to the Lord so soon, did the mother less dear yes, so Roy left Mommy so soon, we have only been together for four months lo dear" I said softly with tears streaming down.
"Here is my lady, please let baby Roy go" baby sitter Roy tried to calm me down"
"It's all your fault!" I snapped by holding the stiff body of my little baby.
It doesn't matter how long I'm back home. I went into the house with my little baby.
All the art had gathered in the living room, with a sad look on his face.
Bi Ijah was crying when he saw me enter with Roy's stiff body.
They were all preparing a funeral for Roy, and I was just crying beside my baby.
By morning, the Ustad and the religious leaders had come to the house.
When Roy was in the cafeteria, I dipped him one last time.
Three hours have passed now Roy is buried, I look at the photos Roy.
"Mother alone baby look at dad you don't even know you've returned to God. We'll be jewelers, baby, it looks like dad's been naughty outside" I said with a broken cry.
At night Raka just came home, she was confused because the whole state of the house changed a little as well as the look of the face of each art.
Tired Raka also entered the room, she saw me who was lying down curled up sobbing.
"Why are you crying Mel?" ask Raka wonder
Hearing Raka's question woke me up, and went straight to her.
Plaques
My hand landed perfectly on her cheek.
"Obviously I'm not crying because of you, ma'am, where have you been!" I cried with a sharp look at Raka.
Raka was still holding onto her cheek that hurt from my hand, her eyes were red and her jaw was hardened indicating that she was angry.
"What do you want?" raka asked with a grip on my hand.
"What do you want? from yesterday I called you but you always did not pick up, nor did you reply, you know that Roy our son died!!!!" I cried with tears growing louder.
Raka also looked at me
"Not funny Mel" he said softly by taking a step back
"I'm not kidding, really you're outrageous mas, what are you doing out there so you forget about us at home?" hysterical shouting.
"Just kill me, I'm tired of your attitude. I can't live with you anymore." I said softly and left the room.
Raka was sitting limp, she did not expect that her son had died.