Loving My Raised Mother

Wanting lahiran

In a place, at a round table surrounded by Arya, Vishnu and Sultan. While eating his dinner voraciously but Arya was even confused to see the food.

The Sultan's face drew closer to Arya's plate and set his gaze there carefully. "Feeling food is nothing, how do we look at it so instead of eating?" staring at Arya who was bowing stirring her food.

"Yes, why? tumben not appetite? remember that! life needs energy." Captain Vishnu's timpal spoke between chewing food in his mouth.

Arya's face looked up and reviewed her smile. "Somehow, why so much less taste."

Arya's heart condition is not okay, so maybe because it is also reduced appetite.

"Hem I think I remember the First Lady." Sultan chirps while biting fried chicken.

"Who? so Cepo!" investigate Vishnu while frowning. "Was her engagement?"

"No, other. He's his adopted brother" said the Sultan lightly.

"Yes, you know dong!" timpal Vishnu, his hands clutching a glass that still contains drinking water.

"What the hell?" arya. But there's a point too, Arya so remember eating pancakes together, breakfast porridge also both. The same container and the spoon - that too, Arya finally messed up while shaking her head.

"That's right, look. He's messing around by himself! the sign is blossoming of his heart." The Sultan said again.

Vishnu quickly turned his head towards Arya. "It looks like ... His heart is being mixed! the power is being infested with various flavors such as nano-nano."

"Ha ha ha .. just like the captain's fortune teller." Arya shook her head.

"Em ... maybe, the rich there is sadness .. happy there is also ... yes no captain?" Sultan glanced at the pilot of Vishnu who immediately nodded.

In a moment Arya was stunned to hear the words of her friends. It's true. Wanting to tell a story so that all does not accumulate in his mind, but his tongue feels ugly, lips locked heavy to tell a story.

"Do you have a problem? the same story as me!" The Sultan took Arya's hand.

"I eat first!" Arya put meat in her mouth.

"eeh! in tanya even eat, it was in the pelototti." The Sultan shook his head and sucked his drink.

"Tan, stories also need energy. Let alone kasian tuh rice if only in the stirring without thought. Like women only in courtship not in halalin, is kasian!" tymphal Vishnu.

"Right, right. But I don't have a boyfriend, let alone menggehalalkan, fate." Sultan.

After eating, Arya sucks her drink. Then I saw the watch in his hand. "You're back on the plane." He moved and took his cell phone off the table.

"Well, when's the story?" The Sultan looked up at Arya who had passed.

The Sultan and Vishnu followed from behind and traveled to meet with the other flight crews.

"Eh! bro, by the way, Sofi's never been to your apartment again?" ask Sultan while walking.

"Either, do you know that these few days I am rarely in the unit" said Arya without turning her head.

"Oh, yes, yes!"

"Kangen, meet dong. Who knows the dipper together," continued Arya.

The Sultan pursued Aryan steps so that now his steps become parallel. "Help dong! that comlbangin, that deketin! yeah-yeah please?" sulay Sultan.

Arya's steps stopped and turned to the Sultan and stared fixedly at him, then sighed. "If there are good intentions .. speak for yourself. If through people, fear is not serious, of course I'm ashamed."

"Okay, next time I help you? now my heart is no better." Arya continues her path.

"What's the matter, bro? story dong .. don't dipendak itself," Sultan screeched a little.

"Tan-Tan," Vishnu's hand held the Sultan's shoulder. "Maybe Arya needs time, needs space to keep her problems alone. Let it go."

The Sultan fell silent, staring at Vishnu with eyes that were difficult to interpret.

Now Arya is in her place of duty to face the engine with the plane with all the equipment.

"I'm amazed by you, you're quite professional. Although it seems that you are not okay but .. you still carry out the task well," praised Vishnu while looking at Arya.

Arya was silent, then turned her head but not a word was spoken from her lips. He could only swallow his saliva that was stuck in his throat.

"I know you're not okay. Even if you don't tell me, rest assured there's the best way out of your problem. Whatever it is," continued Vishnu.

Arya nodded slowly. "Thank you captain?"

Then the plane prepares for take-up back to the city of origin. From the lowlands to the highest, birds made of iron floated in the air. Following the direction that has been in the interduction.

"A plane with boeing L512 ready to land."

Slowly the iron bird landed and finally the plane landed perfectly.

There was a loud noise from behind. Arya immediately looked to make sure there were any problems.

"Some one wants to give birth, some will give birth there."

"Where?" Arya was approaching.

A mother who is pregnant is large and does not seem to be strong enough to stand up and has experienced amniotic rupture. Calmed down by a couple of flight attendants.

both eyes of Arya wobbly looking for her companion. "Bring to the nearest hospital. Call an ambulance."

Then the Sultan called an ambulance from the nearest hospital.

"Where's husband? which escort?" search Arya again.

"It looks like this mother wasn't with the captain's husband." Answer one of the flight attendants.

Arya crouched down and held the mother's hand. He looked weak and wanted immediately the outwardness of his face was clearly suffering. "Where is her husband? mom's here with husband?"

But the woman shook her head while enduring her pain. Biting his lips and closed eyes.

Horrified! the sound of ambulances was already heard and was getting closer. "Okay, the ambulance is coming." Arya turned to the Sultan and his other companions. "Please bring me all my stuff. I want to take this woman to the hospital.

By asking a little bit of the other to shift. Arya lifted the mother's body she carried out. "Please find this mother's stuff and bring it!"

The flight crew searched for the mother's goods that were in the cabin above her seat earlier and handed over to those who wanted to participate. The Sultan.

"And you take care of our goods first, later you will follow. Fill in my data later," Pinta Arya clearly after taking the mother's bag and the ambulance door was closed.

Arya and the hospital were in the ambulance. The mother kept whimpering and hissing in pain. Arya continues to calm down and hope that the mother is strong until the next place, the hospital. Arya helped push the patient Bankar to the ER room upon his arrival at the nearest hospital from the airport ....