Love Blanketed Lies

EARLY STORY

That afternoon I was with my son

"Nurul zahra "

playing in the mes (a BTN house rented by a company) where my husband (mas andri) works.

this dimes I live with nurul, mas andri and his co-workers mas Andri, andri, dimes is only Andri mas who brought his wife and child who participated in living dimes.karna mas friends Andri from outside the area all so his wife Ndak come.

Ha..ha.ha.ha occasionally heard the voice of jokes and laughter Mas Andri with his friends heard up to the lower floor ,drinking Alcohol while eating the duck meat that I cooked earlier, I have started to get used to this atmosphere, this dimes I cook them all, I have, they only collect money to buy ingredients and I cook, enough to reduce expenses, in Salary mas Andri pasasan but I am still grateful for our lives.

Assalamu alaikum.wa alaikum salam answered me while looking at the direction the voice came from..akupun smiled after seeing who said hello..eeh you suf....?

joseph came with a woman I did not know,

yusuf was Mas Andri's theme while we were still living in the dormitory kod*m in pa**po

Andrinya has mbak..

yusuf asked me...???

ooo mas Andri...!!!!

there are.ada above his friends, I said to Yusuf.

oooh yes thank you mbak. said yusuf while leaving me and Nurul.

yusuf and the woman climbed the stairs and headed upstairs where on the top floor there was a mas Andri and friends were busy watching TV while drinking alcohol.

I kept looking at those who climbed the steps one by one to the top floor...

while frowning I grumbled in my heart...

why did that woman come upstairs....???

while he knows that on the upper floor Everything is male and is drinking Alcohol....???!!

Me and Nurul went into the mes 'cause I heard adzan maghrib reverberating

I walk into the room occasionally my eyes glanced at the stairs of the house that headed upstairs while hoping mas Andri down accompanied nurul because I was about to pray maghrib.

huuh.........!!!!

I took a deep breath while getting up from my seat

I carry a nurul because he is not amu left

I brought Nurul along with me to the bathroom to take ablution water

I put the nurul in a black color plastic tub

because even though she was one year old she could not stand alone

This is because nurul had a fever until convulsions and was treated at RST Pa**po for one week when he was 7 months old, so that the nurul became limp like paralyzed.

at the time of the incident, Andri was in the city xx in his office warehouse

and because the goods (cigarettes) have not come from Java then mas Andri and friends - friends do not to the area(city pa**po )- to sell.

After the market.....!!!!!!

I saw Rani again watching TV, Assalamu alaikum....

salam wa alaikum........

replied Rani to my greeting......

eeh......

have you gone home to the deck...??? said brother Rani who was from earlier cool watching TV while looking at me

yes brother......!!!!

which nurul.......?????

I asked while putting the groceries I bought in the market earlier.

I got fucked because I had to......

It's because I don't have a penny of shopping

because Andri has not come from the city xx

at home there is nothing to cook.....

I pawned the wedding ring without Andri's knowledge

Ahh.....!!!!!

mas Andri will not know that this ring I pawn..

Andri never wanted to make this ring

sore finger if you wear a ring while driving a car, the reason why Andri mas every time I ask why he never wears his ring...????

I saw a crying nurul inside the swing

I nurul angakat and then I carried....

To my surprise I saw a pale nurul with cold feet....

occasional nurul moaning hhh....

I'm so freaked out.....

I unconsciously shouted calling for Rani...

sis....

brother rani please.....!!!!!

see why is nurul like this...???I asked rani

hik..hikk..hikk while crying I try to calm down...

I keep rubbing mintak telon all nurul body.

hearing my voice,

Finally the neighbor came and asked.....

nurul why...???

I'm still in a state of panic, but what to do...

with the remnants of my strength I with the neighbors brought the nurse doctor Rati (child doctor) in the city pal*p*

soon after, Dr. Rati came out...

What's the matter Any.....???

ask Dr. Rati who saw me crying....

dr. Rati is a pediatrician who works at the RST where I work...

Nurul doc.......!!!!

Nurul dok....

Hik...

Nurul......

dr Ratipun examined Nurul...

Astagfirulloh.......

Any......

you are a nurse...

but why until your son has a new seizure you bring him here...

doctor Rati looked angry at me while looking at me a little...

I .. I. don't know doc...

earlier ...when I lived to Nurul was okay, it was okay,

I left it to my sister-in-law and when I came home from the market Nurul was like this, I tried to explain to Rati's doctor.

NB: Please for criticism and advice