Mama Loves Me

Goodbye to Mama

Mom was very sad at the time . In addition to the last time mamah*** my hand, I just stayed in the living room while looking at the rain outside the window . While sleeping, I still kept daydreaming while looking at the ceiling of the room . When midnight mamah woke up, shocked who saw me like a dead person . Mom wiggles my body while calling my name . “what mah?” I replied as I continued to look up at the ceiling of the bedroom .

Mamah immediately took me to the hospital, afraid that maybe I was sick because I was not strong with the cold city of Bandung . At that time who was still drizzling, mamah went to bring a father's vespa motor .with me sitting in the back while being tied using a brown batik sling cloth to the stomach mamah . The doctor said I was good and healthy . It's just that the flu and the fever are still there . The doctor also asked that you not worry . Because I'm healthy . It's just my hemoglobin's a little low .

Remembering that all mamah are very sorry and from there mamah became hateful and angry at father . Aunt mimi was terrified . Because you know what it's like if you're angry . Aunt mimi asks what is good in after or how , and mamah just answers to make aunt mimi and mamah more active again work . And Mamah quickly headed for her room . No crying . But really sleep .

Meanwhile on the bus, I kept saying that I wanted to see the lily for last . And ask dad to turn his bus to work mama . That's where it might be ? . Yeah. My name is a kid . Besides that, the dog doll was not brought by the father . But it just so happened that when the bus stopped at the resort, there was a dog doll selling there . Dad bought three puppets at once . I really don't like them at all . Because the doll was so small and only made of fabric . Unlike the doll my boss gave me a soft fluffy almost the same as a lily dog fur .

The next morning, which should be the distance to the house of the pack only two hours left, I woke up to hear the bus driver who turned on the dangdut music . Somehow the sound of his drum like shaking my stomach and making me dizzy . “ayah, want to vomit” whisikku to father's ear . Dad said hold off because it's coming up soon . But when changing music, the bus driver tightened the volume of the music . It really pisses me off . “my dad isn't strong. No plastic ngga?”

Dad just said that you don't have plastic . As for my leaking milk container . I see so much across our seats there is a man who keeps a lot of pelastics in his stool . I saw it too . But dad chose his prestige over me . Finally dad came to the front with me and stuff . And asked the driver to come down because I was drunk . The driver was nurunin aja .. Not the cake palstick . Weird ...