
After a few hours of travel we finally arrived.The car stopped in an area of tenement, if not wrong this is a rented house.
Dad, Mom came down while holding 2-year-old Mutia, Me and Faiz followed behind her.
Our steps stopped when Dad opened the door of a rented room that was only 1 plot, there was nothing in it there was only a folding mat.
My mother looked at my father.
"Whose house is Mas?
" This is where you live with your children, from now on you live here".
My mother put Mutia who was asleep on the mat, then approached Dad again.
"What does it mean?
" Are my words less clear, my,let me repeat Nita from the day I looked up and then this second I divorced you so from this moment I also cut off the relationship with you and your children!
Jedar...
"You're yelling at me?What is my fault ?ask her while crying.
" Your fault, you want to know what your fault is Let me tell you, you're sick and I don't want to have a wife like you".
I saw my mother crying.
I could only sit at the door without saying anything.
"Mas, I'm sick for 2 months and you've divorced Me, I'm sure I'll still be able to heal.
" Yes, if you recover otherwise my money will run out for your treatment!I didn't want that to happen so I ended this relationship".
"Your work Mas, after what we've been through you talk like that to me".
"Ah.ee!the laugh is you think life doesn't need money and another one you should remember I'll never give you a dime and neither will your son." she said as she stepped closer to her car.
The man got into his car and blamed him.
When the car started moving, my mom was after him."
"Mas don't leave us!Mas.hu.
he shouted as he continued to run after the car that had started to walk away.
Bruk, I passed out and
my mother's body fell in the street and I rushed to catch her, because my body was small so we fell together.
My tears were pouring out seeing my mother like this, it just so happened that our rented place was quiet maybe because today was a workday so the incident just now did not know.
My mother was silent for a moment
I panicked, I tried to shake my unconscious mother's body.
"Mother wake up Mom, I beg you to wake up.
"Please".please" I cried for help so that someone passing by approached me.
"Why son?
" Help my Mother Sir, My mother fainted.I am afraid Sir because of the situation My mother is sick.Please anterin Us to the Hospital Pak
,I'm afraid my mom is okay.
" Okay, son, let me find a transport car first to take your mother to the Hospital!
I'm nodding.
The car was ready My mother was immediately brought into the Car.Before leaving I returned to the contract to take Mutia and hold the hand of Faiz My brother who is still 9 years old.
"Have son?ask the man after getting into the car.
" It's Sir".
The car leaves the rented area.
Almost 15 minutes the car arrived, it turns out the Hospital is not too far from where we contracted only 1 km, so I can still go home to take necessities such as changing clothes on foot.
Mom was taken to a room yes I read it IGD room, there my mother was immediately handled by the Doctor on duty.
The good father said, I thank you so much for helping us.
I waited in the waiting chair feeling unwary, but it was only an hour before we arrived in this city, but the harsh reality had overflowed my family.
"O Allah heal my mother's illness, do not take her life, please heal my mother".my prayer is in my heart.
It turns out what I'm worried about is happening. My father so strongly threw us away.
Today is a very sad day for us.
My tears came back.My heart was very sad when I saw the situation of my mother and my two young sisters.
"Take care of this servant, O Allah, for all these trials, amiin".
seriated