Love Shabrina

Grief

In a tenement house a young woman looked tired and so tangled. On the bed he sat down while compressing his daughter's forehead who was in high fever.

Already since last night his daughter shivered in the cold, even two layers of blankets were also unable to make her little Princess feel comfortable.

"Mother ... It's cold..." She shrieked in a very clear voice.

"Yes, Mommy hugs you, son, Nesya can not cry, later added to her headache" said the young woman.

The little princess simply complied and closed her eyes in her arms.

And without him knowing, if now his mother's tears drip in the corner of the eye.

Twenty-six-year-old Shabrina Ervanda seemed devastated and saddened by not being able to do anything for her little daughter.

It's not once or twice her little daughter has a fever. But almost every month. Her small body was so weak, and this daughter also suffered from congenital heart disease that made her unable to like her other little ones.

Shabrina was really confused if her child was already like this.

"Mother.." a boy's call made Shabrina quickly wipe her tears.

He looked towards the door of the house where his son was standing with a sad looking face.

Shabrina smiled and shook her head, because she knew why her son's face could be sad and very grim.

Shabrina glanced at Nesya, it seemed like this little Princess had already fallen asleep.

Shabrina slowly moved from there, confirming the thin blanket on her daughter's body. And after that he immediately approached his son, Arsya, Nesya's twin.

"Mother... Ma'am doesn't want to borrow any more. He said the mother's debt that was not paid yesterday was also not paid" Arsya said so softly.

Shabrina smiled and rubbed Arsya's head. This five-year-old boy looked so sad. And really, it made Shabrina's heart hurt even more.

But what can he do, besides still trying to withstand the sadness in front of his children.

"What's wrong, son. Later if your sister is already healthy, mother find more money to buy food yes" said Shabira with a feeling so devastated.

"But now we eat what mother, Nesya also has not taken medicine" asked Arsya innocently. But those beautiful brown eyes also looked watery, she seemed to know with the distress that her mother was facing.

"You take care of Nesya for a while, mother went out first to find food. Don't go where. If Nesya wakes up, you compress her head again, son, as usual" said Shabrina.

Arsya nodded slowly.

"Mother go first"

Shabrina kissed Arsya's head at a glance and went straight out. Do not know where, but his footsteps just headed to the Bu Sri stall. A basic food stall where he used to owe first to support his children before getting the money.

Shabrina's footsteps seemed slow, her eyes lowered with the cry and the burden so heavy.

Caring for two twins alone is not easy. Especially with one of his children who suffered from a serious illness.

Shabrina only worked as a tailor in a clothing production house. His salary a month is only enough for their daily life, and even less because of Shabrina who often vacation because Nesya who is often sick.

"Look, that's the kid that came, now her mom. It's not really shy, then he's looking for a husband, so don't bother people continue" quipped a mother's mother when passing by Shabrina on the street.

Shabrina just kept quiet, she was satisfied to hear the spicy talk of everyone around her.

Living as a single parent without a husband is certainly a great disgrace. Especially if he can't answer where the father of his son is now.

Yes, Shabrina couldn't answer him.

Everything she had forgotten, painful memories she no longer wanted to remember. Shabrina just wants to live with her son in peace.

Although the more here, it feels heavier.

"Mom please, for today again. Pity my son again fever, at least I only owe two pieces of bread and a medicine only ma'am" Shabrina pinta.

He really has dropped his pride, even no longer has it. For the sake of her son, whatever he would do.

"No, my shop can go bankrupt every day you owe. I'm already good Na, if every day you owe, how else I can profit" said Bu Sri.

Shabrina bowed sadly and held back all her feelings.

"Mom please, just this once. I promise, if I have already earned the money, I will definitely repay my debt" Shabrina said again.

"I can't work Mom, Nesya has a fever, no one is keeping her at home. If Nesya recovers, I will definitely pay ma'am. I beg ma'am, just two loaves of bread and a grain of medicine" Shabrina asked again.

Tears have been shed in her beautiful eyes. Making Bu Sri sighs annoyedly at that. He knew Shabrina lived a hard life, even to eat them so hard, let alone his sick child. Want to throw out, he can't bear. And finally, Bu Sri grabbed two pieces of bread and also two grains of fever-reducing medicine on Shabrina.

"Remember yes, last. Go there" drive Bu Sri.

Shabrina nodded happily.

"Thank you, ma'am, thank you. I promise I will pay if there is money. Excuse me Ma'am"

Shabrina directly walked out of the stall with her happy face. But again, the insults he heard from the people who came there.

"Sell yourself not hard. While still young" quipped a middle-aged woman

Shabrina just kept quiet and kept going.

"Kapok times, the results of selling themselves even dapet two children. Where just makes it hard. Karma is that" said another mother.

"Main the pinter dong" said the middle-aged woman again.

Shabrina no longer paid attention to them all. It was already quite immune to her hearing such insults.

It's okay if she's insulted, just don't have her child.

Shabrina ran home. Although it was only two slices of bread but he was already completely happy.

And when he arrived home, it turned out Nesya was still asleep, as well as Arsya. The boy was seen sleeping with his sister hugging him.

Shabrina felt the heart of Shabrina to see the state of her child like this. Life was hard in the tenement she was riding with the good people who were helping her at the time.

They live hard with her whereas Shabrina knows if her father is a rich man even whose wealth will never run out.

If it had been like this, Shabrina was really confused and helpless.

He wants to live a quiet life and forget his love because the pain really makes him give up to fight for their love first.

But if you see a child like this, Shabrina really did not have the heart, let alone see Nesya who needs proper treatment.

Oh my...

What's he supposed to do???

Go back and tell the man if his son needs help?

Is that so?

Even though the man did not know if Shabrina left because she was pregnant with her child. Children who are unintentionally present in their forbidden one-night deeds.

Six years ago...

The most difficult time passed by Shabrina. Even to this day.