Loving My Raised Mother

Name Aryan

"Who will be responsible? to the mother," asked the doctor who would handle.

"I doc, let me." Greet Arya.

"Then, let's fill out the admistration first." Take sister.

Arya immediately filled the admistration as the mother's responsibility who knows who and where her family is.

Arya sat in the waiting chair. With the net that is fixed on the door of the ER room.

The Sultan came in with a breath. "Where, is it?"

"I don't know." Arya shakes.

"His family's been in contact?" ask the Sultan back.

"Not yet." Arya turned to the Sultan and got a fresh breeze. Then his eye bead pointed at the bag believed to belong to the mother, he opened it and looked for her wallet.

"Gapain ransacking people's bags?" Sultan wonder.

"Search for data." Arya's hand found an identifier and old-fashioned cell phone and in a dead state, her battery ran out.

"She, Village xx,status married." Arya's Mumbles. Observing the card.

"Where?" Sultan curious.

Arya showed the card and turned on the old phone owned by the mother but in vain the battery lobet terribly. "Please cas for a second, if I'm the one who's gone afraid the doctor needs me."

"All right," Sultan return the card. Then move to bring a cell phone looking for electrical plugs.

The female doctor came out the door with eyes looking for something.

"So, how's that mom?" arya asked after approaching the doctor.

"You're her husband?"

"Bu-not. I brought him here from the plane." Arya shook her head accompanied by a hand gesture.

"Thank God, both survived, baby boy."

"Alhamdulillah .. then so. Can I see him, Doc?" Arya gave thanks.

"Sure, and the patient will be moved to the hospital room. Come!"

The doctor left the place. Arya slowly brought her steps into the space.

Arya walked over to the mother who looked weak. Sister is also still taking care of the baby who is still red.

"Captain, thank you? thank you very much?" the voice of Ida.

"Together, Mom. Baby boy huh, boy to how many?" ask Arya.

"Em, the captain's third son." Bu Ida's eye beads are fixed on the writing of Arya's name on the chest of the side of Arya.

"Can? I gave my son the name of the captain, Arya?" Ms. Ida asked permission.

"Ooh, can. Yes," Arya's head nodded.

"Have his phone been on?" arya asked after the Sultan came in with the phone.

"Here" said the Sultan.

"Ooh, it's okay Mom. I'm sincere," said Arya cut off the words of Ms Ida.

"actuallys. I ... I'm out following my husband. Which she said was a but-" project work, Ms. Ida hung up her words. He looks very sad. Then take a deep breath.

"It turns out my husband married again." Then the cry of Bu Ida broke, unable to hold back her tears as a flood of disappointment.

Everyone there was holding their breath. Arya looked down turns out to be many more men who are not consistent with her marriage.

"I don't know what I'm paying for this delivery. I'm stumped. Hik hik hik." Madam Ida cried.

"Mom, I don't need to think about it, all the hospital fees I've paid off. Stay mom and baby is healthy and now contact your family. In addition to the husband," said Arya lirih. Give me his phone which is now on.

"Masiah Allah tabarakallah. Thank you so much captain, in what way I have to repay your kindness," said Ms Ida as she wiped her tears.

"No need, Mom. No need to reply anything," continued Arya.

"Mom just pray for her, Mom." Sultan Tympal.

Given that Ida's husband is not there and the other family has just been contacted, Arya asked permission to prosecute her baby mother Ida. Of course, I'm happy to let Ida.

After that, Arya and Sultan say goodbye to go home, the time has already shown at five in the morning and Arya, Sultan. Immediately look for the nearest mushola.

After the dawn, the two went to the office because all their belongings were there. Arya breathed a sigh of relief, feeling happy to have been able to help people who needed a helping hand.

After taking his things. Arya and Sultan return to their respective places. Arya escapes her motorcycle to her apartment unit.

Upon arrival at the unit, Arya immediately cleans herself soaking in the bathtub. The body that feels sticky and smelly, fresh already with the aroma of his favorite therapy.

After cleaning himself, Arya immediately made breakfast even though there was only boiled noodles. Continue cleaning the unit and open the curtains, open the balcony door while standing there. Until the morning sun was warm.

Looking at the sky so bright. But unfortunately not as bright as the heart of Arya at this time, the blue that stretches wide. The birds that danced in the sky and occasionally disappeared behind the white clouds then reappeared flying in tandem. As if greeting each other.

Arya's breath was heavy. "Yes ... Hua .." Arya's eyes felt sore and sleepy. Walking carried his steps in.

Brug!

The door closed and threw his body onto the bed. "Hua ... sleepy."

But immediately Arya's eyes opened remembering that today Fatma wants to go home from the hospital. "Astagfirullah .. instead of today Fatma wants to go home from the hospital.

Hurry up, grab the jacket and look for the keys in the drawer. Take a brown hat and close the curtains again and widen the steps out of the unit, drowsiness was instantly lost when remembering to pick up Fatma.

"Mother Country." her lips murmured in remembrance of the Fatma of the Sultan, her best friend.

Wearing a helmet and riding a motorcycle, drove slowly down the highway and then fled quickly to the hospital where Fatma was treated.

But on the way, Arya instead met with Tita's bu car that was breaking down. Arya pulled the bike over and approached the owner of the car that broke down.

"Why's the car Bun?" arya asked Tita who was sitting in the car while the driver changed his tires.

"eeh! Nak Arya's. This is a flat tire, so change first when Mother is in a hurry." Tita complains while looking at the watch in her hand.

"Where are you going? I'll take the bike, if you want." Arya offers services.

"Mother wants to see a friend at the hospital, I can." Ms. Tita came down with a paper bag. Walking closer to Arya's motorbike in front of her parked car.

Arya again wearing a helmet and drove at moderate speed after bu Tita sat behind the shoulder. After several tens of minutes passed finally arrived at the place that Coincidentally the hospital was headed the same.

But the difference between Bu Tita's friends downstairs and Fatma upstairs ....