Just A Wedding

chapter 6

Today is my third day in the hospital. According to the doctor who treated the mother. I had to have surgery because I couldn't be treated. The mother's esophagus is not working optimally. So that the food received by the mother can not get to the stomach. We can only obey and obey the doctor's orders. We believe doctors have analysts the best way for their patients. But looking at my mother now, it seems to be healthy. You can laugh and be like someone who doesn't hurt. If the matter of eating is still fixed, you can not eat at all just in the form of fine porridge and yugort only.

Heat - times like this, I also do not know what brings you to remember us. Remember my mom ? The woman he had married over the next thirty years. He came to support his mother during the hospital. If I see him, my father. I also looked at her aging face clearly with wrinkles on her face. He also looks less healthy. I wanted to hug her but there was a high sense of selfishness. As if I wanted to be strong so that I wouldn't move to embrace him, my father.

He smiled at me, and so did my father. They look at each other. I just look at him both with bad feelings. In the end I chose to leave the room to let my parents talk to each other without anyone, just the two of them. Let go of each other's stories that they've been quiet, forgive each other, solve their problems. I heard sobs from my mother. I looked up at my face hoping that no tears would fall but it turned out wrong, my tears fell. There is a deep sense of resentment if the mother marries a good man, a man who loves the mother, a man who takes full responsibility for the mother. Maybe you'll live happily.

I took a long breath. I wish that if I were married, my life would be so much better. I don't want to experience what my mother and sister have experienced. During their marriage they were never happy. I never really felt about a marriage.

This morning I woke up with a very sweet face. He smiled and asked, "Rin, which sister ? "

" Not come yet ma'am, maybe in a moment" I replied slowly

" have you had breakfast ?" ask him again to me.

"Already Mom. Just now Henry delivered my breakfast and father's, "I answered by looking at my mother gently.

"Rin,"

suddenly, my mother surprised me with her request which I thought was a little unreasonable because of the circumstances of my mother.

I tried to calm my mother down with her strange request. " Mother.....But can't you eat rough textured food ? Later when it is healed, Arin buy it. Now get arrested,"

" But...mother wants Rin, then buy ya," my mother said again.

I pretended to agree with it by nodding my head. In my heart, I was just thinking how can you eat ? All this time I ate porridge and yugort alone. I did not respond to mother's request and tried to ignore it. Actually, I could have bought it directly in the hospital cafeteria or through good. I was afraid of being fatal, so I just pretended to agree with my mother's request.

" Assalamualaikum.

" Waalaikumsalam" answered me and the mother at the same time.

she looked at my brother and sister and gestured my sister and brother to come closer. With slow steps my sister and brother immediately approached my mother leaning their faces on my mother who was lying down.

" Why did you come ? Who's taking care of your kids ?" ask my sister and my sister.

The two of them just looked at each other not understanding the meaning of the question from my mother. Before they answer. Mother first said as she clasped my brother and sister's hands.

" You just go home and take care of your children, all clean - clean house. There's already Arin looking after me."

" Well don't be long yeah keep coming home clean" mother's voice weakened and closed her net

Today is ten o'clock. Mom is scheduled to enter the operating room. There is a feeling of anxiety in my heart. But I made it hard not to be seen by my mother. I finished the morning prayers as usual. My mom still looks good with her sleep. Suddenly the mother had a very high fever until shivering. I don't know what to do. I covered my mother with a blanket provided by the hospital.

" Rin, hug mom son.." mother's pinta. Netra's mother was staring dimly at me.

I hugged my mother. I don't know what happened to my mother. He was like breathless as he said softly, "Rin, mother is not comfortable, mother wants to go home."

" mom, we go home after mom's healthy. Today I had a mother operation. Arin was sure that after the operation, mom would be healthy and we would go home."

My tears fell to see what my mother felt. Maybe my mom was tired of the pain. Maybe my mother is no longer able to feel what she is feeling. Maybe my mother resigned to what she suffered so she wanted to go home and stay home.

I immediately called the doctor to ask for his help. Many times mom's at a pacemaker. It turns out that God has other wills. Today is my mother's last day. It feels like my world is gone no more light. I cried bitterly beside my mother.

There is a feeling of disappointment in me. I am not satisfied with taking care of my mother. My mother's still too easy, still not even sixty years old. I am not ready for all this, God. My tears were unstoppable, I cried like a screaming child - a hysterical scream. And what makes me most sad, my mother's last wish I didn't realize. Mom wants to eat with catfish side dishes. God, what kind of child am I ? My mother's wish was not how much I didn't want to do. I didn't feel like I was hitting my own chest. I'm sorry why last night I didn't do what I wanted. Didn't I easily walk to the hospital cafeteria ?

I wish I knew that was my mother's last wish. His desire to eat might make him happy. I keep on cursing myself.

On my way home, I kept embracing my mother. God in front of me is the woman who gave birth to me. The woman who gave her to me. A woman who is willing not to sleep when I am sick. A woman who worked hard for her children all her life. A woman who prays for me at all times. The woman who always fasts when I test. The woman who always sings when she lulls me to sleep

The woman who always doesn't eat first, before we the children who eat. The woman who always says "there's money" when we ask for money for school. A woman who always smiles at us, but cries when we sleep at night. The woman who during her wedding year is never happy. Give my mother the best place, God.

Finish mother's funeral. I gave word to Ravi.

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(Open..).

(Mas Ravi, I'm sorry that my mother had a wrong word and deed. Mother was called and was calm with God )

long time not reciprocated by mas Ravi. I didn't care about it, because I just gave him the news. I did not leave the room, because of my deep sadness with the passing of my mother. My two brothers, my brother and my father who met the guest who served

seriate............