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Right now I'm waiting for the doctor who handled Mima in there, my heart is very unsettled right now. I'm afraid Tuhaan I'm so scared.

Negative thoughts continue to fluctuate indistinctly. And next to me, I realized that A Zam had not spoken anything since.

Finally I approached her, I noticed her face which also looked worried just like me.

"A, how is this? Mima is gonna be okay."

A Zam closed his eyes and then looked at me, something strange was the same.

"It's all because of you."

Eh what?

I was silent about the words of A Zam.

"Can't you be an adult? Don't just be selfish! You are now a mother. Think also of the kindness of your child, do not let your selfishness make Mima like this."

Whatisthis?

I really need a backrest right now, I need A Zam. But why does he blame me?

Yes, I was wrong.

Mima forgive mom.

"Don't cry, don't regret it!! Do you want Mima to be like this?"

Why like this?

"Where might I want Mima to be sick A."

"Halaaah, look at this as a result of your actions."

A Zam left me.

Why is A Zam like this?

Finally my heart grew.

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Shortly after the doctor arrived, Mima was transferred to a special room for children.

To this day, A Zam and I have not said anything to each other. I'm busy feeding Mima. A Zam was silent on the sofa looking at me, eh no he was currently looking at Mima.

Even if our eyes met he turned his face away.

Finally, after a long time, I felt this pain again. I'm ignored again.

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The day changed, the light was brightening in the window of this room. But not as bright as my heart. Even though Mima has improved and we are preparing to go home. Still A Zam silenced me.

It's my fault, but do you know I was scared yesterday.

Talking in your heart like this is useless.

I now wait for him in the car while holding Zamima who is asleep, a tinge of regret always haunts me if I look at him like this.

I'm not a good mother, I can't keep these tears flowing anymore.

When A Zam returns, I wipe away these tears. I don't want her to see me cry, I don't want to hear her blame me anymore.

"Breakfast first!!"

A Zam opened the cup containing porridge.

He bribed me even with his serious face, there was no smile or idiotic words that he used to say.

Can I just glare at him right now?

Of course I don't dare.

Look at his face does not fit really serious like that, although rubbing the rest of the porridge on my lips but still his face is serious like that does not talk much.

Uh spray don't you?

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After the long journey passed, we arrived at this house again. A Zam opened the door without speaking, Mima who had woken up was taken over.

While I would rather go to the kitchen cooking maybe, rather than be ignored whenever it is nearby. Nyebelin ga anyway?

Before long the sound of knocking on the door sounded loud, I also chose to open it and I found there Mr. Anwar a teacher friend of A Zam, and one person who yesterday came to the house. If it's not wrong, it's Haqi.

I'll let them in.

Actually I hesitated to tell A Zam if a guest was looking for him, I was afraid. I'm really scared right now of my husband.

When I opened the door, I saw A Zam lying down and playing Mima's finger.

Yes, I can understand last night was scary for us. I know A Zam is just as afraid of me. So I understand that now he's mad at me.

"There's Mr. Anwar in front."

I'm afraid to talk.

Without talking A Zam came out the room past me just like that.

Let it be like this.

Their chatter was heard into the room.

This can be said to be nuping kali yaa.

"Why not go to school?"

I heard one of them ask A Zam.

"My son is sick."

I heard a rough breath there.

"Pantesan his face is so tangled."

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At night, when surely everyone was dissolved in his dream. I'm here still holding a fussy Mima, right people say that if the child is sick then the fuss level increases.

I feel it now.

"Here let me carry."

A Zam appeared suddenly from inside the room, understand that now I am in the living room because I do not want to wake A Zam earlier I moved here.

"It's okay to sleep."

"Unfortunately Mima is your son."

It doesn't feel good to call you A Zam.

Then A Zam put on his cradle and started holding Mima.

Uh ko, Mima was silent.

It didn't take long for Mima to fall asleep.

Ih Mima is the same father.

"Udah A, just lay it down."

A Zam didn't listen to me, all he did now was sit on the bed without taking off Mima.

She's carrying till morning, ck.

The next day A Zam's mother came to the house.

Uh must be A Zam saying that Mima's sick. He can be mature, don't say mother.

Emang this is still reasonable but ko I sprained.

"Where is Mimia now?"

Ask mom after A Zam left to teach.

"It was a really fussy night, ma'am, but now it's sleeping really hard."

Mom then sat down next to me.

"Zam must be angry?"

Uh.

"Please, Zam, if you're angry, don't get three days."

That's a long time, ma'am.

"Does mom know A Zam is mad at me?"

Mom smiled at me.

"So the farewell looks very Nim. Forgive Zam ya."

Yes, A Zam did not smile at me, you can be sad this?

I'm not satisfied, if A Zam hasn't apologized in person.

Finally I showed my all-important smile, mother is silent, hihi.

"When do nginep at mom's house yuk!"

I'm still traumatized by traveling long distances, how's dong?

"But Mima ain't strong ma'am."

"It's common for Nim, after all yesterday Mima happened to be sick, so it's not because of a long trip."

Maybe mom was right.

I am lucky to have a mother as my father-in-law, she is very understanding of her children.

Sometimes A Zam is good plus sweet but sometimes cold and grumpy. I'm hard to guess.

"Hey, daydream. Here I teach you to make Zam's favorite cake. If you make this up, he's not mad anymore."

We also went to the kitchen, Mima sleep, I studied first with mother hihi.

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#What is this? I don't know, sometimes I don't understand what I write hihi (author)