Just a little break

Mother's Love All the Time

That morning, the healthy and normal twenty-one-year-old Ridwan complained to his mother, if she misses his father. Her mother could only retaliate if her father also must have missed her.

Even when I left. His father did not say a word to his wife and children. To make a big question mark in both their hearts and minds. After breakfast and taking the medicine he got from the clinic yesterday.

Then the mother, back to sleep on a long cream-colored sofa that is close to the living room. For almost a week he lay weak, lethargic and helpless from illness. Diagnosis from the doctor who examined it is a symptom of typhus. Because I'm too tired to work.

His mother's job was to wash and iron clothes in two of his neighbors' houses, and his work in his own home was neglected when he was sick. He's trying to squeak it. Because fear is more piled up.

A tiny house with a second floor at the end of the narrow alley. Starting to get dirty and bulging, the floor began to rub off by dust and grains of sand that entered the house.

Dirty laundry in the bathroom. The pool was also dirty and started many mosquito larvae. Dirty plates and glasses pile up in the dishwasher. The dumpster is full, up in a crowd of flies and other insects.

Ridwan. The handsome young man could only eat, sleep, watch and hang out with his friends. He was lazy after graduating high school, lazy to make money and help his mother. All work, from making money to homework. Her mother did it all. He just shakes his legs and relaxes.

But until now, her mother is ill. He has not been able to do anything heavy. Sometimes he just lies asleep. Sometimes in his room, sometimes also on the sofa near the living room.

Ridwan, the only child from yesterday was just watching. Didn't do anything productive to make money and help his mother. He can only sleep while watching tv. Especially in the morning like there are his favorite ftv films.

In the middle of watching tv and her puja artist. His mother asked for a glass of water. His mother was thirsty, her throat was dry. But Ridwan refused. The reason is because it is watching. His thirsty mother once again asked him to get her a drink.

“Wan, stretch. Please take my mother a drink. That's using the water angel in the thermos, the glass also uses the mother's glass earlier. It's at the dinner table, Wan,” said his mother weakly.

“Ahh... really sii, Buu. Take it yourself can. Again this exciting, if Ridwan missed watching how!?” reply Ridwan in a harsh tone.

“Body Mom lemes really, Wan. Please help Mom. Aja clash,” said his mother again, pleading.

Instead of feeling pity and pity to see his mother who was in a sick and weak condition. Ridwan even flounders, he's a fidelity. Irritatedly he got up from his seat, kicking with his mother's legs, until his mother was struggling in pain.

Duaghh, duuaghh, duaghh.

“Dwist, Wan. Footache Mother, Wan,” said her mother, moaning.

But Ridwan did not respond to his mother's painful moans. He still keeps kicking his mother. The devil has possessed him. Ridwan is upset and angry because his pleasure is disturbed by his mother.

His eyes were red, his breathing was panting. Without a second thought. He took a knife that was on the table, and stabbed it into the chest and stomach of his ailing mother many times.

Jleeb. Jleeb. Jleeb.

Fresh blood also flowed profusely from the stab scar wound. Hearing that takbir remark, it was as if Ridwan was aware of what he had done. Then, he regretted and cried himself beside his mother.

“Ibuu.. hiks, sorry Ridwan, Buu. Khilaf, Buu. Hikkss,” said Ridwan.

His mother looked at the child just wayangnya is still with love like a mother. Thinking about how the fate of this child after his departure later. This boy was too spoiled by his father from childhood. Until everyone relies too much on their parents. Both of his parents were not rich.

In his dying state, the mother told Ridwan. “Wan, before those on come see mother's condition. Later Ridwan came out and shouted for help. Tell me mom got stabbed by some crazy guy who broke into our house.”

Ridwan cried hearing his mother's words. His crying was getting broken, and his mother could not bear to hear the cries of her favorite child. He was more able to hear the laughter and nagging of his son.

“But later if Ridwan also met father. I send greetings to my father. Ask dad to take care of Ridwan.” said his mother with a last breath.

Seeing her mother was no longer alive. Ridwan hurriedly did as his mother had told him. He shouted for help until the people around him flocked to him.

She told me that her mother was killed by a madman who entered her house. Neighbors and people around him also helped him to take care of his mother's body. Reported this incident to the police.

However, some of his neighbors saw many strange things at home and in the body of his mother. First, in the area. In RT even in RW around here as the citizens remember there are no crazy people.

Second, he said a madman broke into the house, and killed his mother. But, the state of the house can be said to be still in a neat state, in place in the discovery of the body. No traces of resistance or expulsion if any madman enters.

Then, where Ridwan at the time there was a madman who entered his house. The neighbors know too. If Ridwan is unemployed and always at home every day. If out of the house is also most still around RT and RW here.

Third, the position of his mother was killed. More like the position of a person who is asleep then stabbed by a knife. Of those three strange things. The neighbors asked the police to hold further checks on Ridwan. Moreover, Ridwan was the descendant of a recidivist.

Turns right. Ridwan admitted his actions, if he killed his mother, just because he did not want to bring drinking water to his sick mother. Ridwan confessed and regretted his actions.

He was arrested, with murder. Article 338 of the Criminal Code with a maximum imprisonment of fifteen years. Ridwan accepted the punishment, he wanted to repent and become a better human being.

In prison, it turns out that he was in the same prison as his father, and in a cell not far from the cell where his father was being held. When he met his father, he cried confessing and regretting what he had done to his mother.

He sent his mother's message to his father. “Mother asks me to take care of Ridwan,” he said in front of his father.

Really, mother's love all the time.