OJO NGONO MAS

30 YEARS AGO

30 YEARS AGO.

MATERNITY HOSPITAL MOTHER.

Broto sipped his cigarette deep. Sitting alone on the bench of the hospital park where his wife, Warti, has just given birth to a beautiful and adorable little baby.

Excuse me for a minute out of his wife's treatment room to smoke. His wife was with his mother inside.

The dim atmosphere of the garden, adding to the calm of his heart. I just got my first child after two years of marriage.

Broto saw a man standing near the end of the park bench. The man bowed his head. Looks like she's crying.

Well, it's a matter of life. He may have lost his wife or children. Broto's heart felt sorry to see him. Broto moved closer to him. Sitting on the bench where the man rested.

Staring at the choked man crying, pity too. He must be in trouble.

"Mas" said Broto.

The man looked up and looked. His eyes were wet with tears.

"Here's mas. Sit with me. Don't be there" Broto said again.

The man according. Get up and sit next to Broto.

"Mas cigarette?"

Broto poked his cigarette. And the man accepted. Take a cigarette and start it. Sipping it slowly while wiping away the rest of her tears.

"I'm Broto. Jenenge sopo?" tanya Broto with a thick Javanese accent.

"I am Frans Mas. Thanks for the cigarette"

"Oohh yes yes yes.same mas"

They fell silent again. Both dissolve in each other's minds. Broto glanced at Frans for a moment. Looking at his face and appearance, it seemed like this man was a good person.

"His wife was born toh mas?" ask Broto again.

Frans. Then shake weakly. The sadness filled his face.

"Yet mas. Not yet born"

"Ohhh.. are you still waiting?"

"Yes mas. Waiting for me to have money"

"How about Mase?" broto asked not to understand.

"My wife is waiting for my surgery. But I don't have any money yet. I'm stumped. I don't know the area here. I don't know where to find money" replied Frans sadly.

"New gold moved?"

"Yes mas. I was kicked out of the house"

"Why.why?"

"The parents do not agree that I married my wife. So I was kicked out of the mas"

Broto's speechless. Frans was silent too. Both look ahead while sipping a cigarette.

"How much money do you need Frans?"

"Much mas. Up to twenty million"

"Much is it"

"Yes mas. That's why I'm confused. I can't see my wife in pain. I'm here"

A guard is approaching. Seemed rushed.

"France Father. See father's wife soon. Already in critical condition sir"

Frans tense. Without permission from Broto, he immediately ran to see his wife. Broto just watched him go away.

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"Lik, suwun wes help me yo" Broto said thanking his friend Lilik.

"Nggae opo toh mas duite?"

"My victory. Kasian bojone. Yo wes Yo"

Broto's gone. He already got the money from selling his car. Go straight to the hospital again.

Arriving at the hospital, Broto went straight to the operating room. Frans looked agitatedly. She cried.

"Mas Frans" called him.

Frans looked at him, but did not reply. He looked very panicked.

"Have the operation been his wife?"

"My wife is dying" Frans replied in tears.

"Mas. It's I have money. Frans used to wear it"

Frans. I can't believe what he saw. Broto handed me a large brown envelope rolled up at the base.

"This is for me?" frans asked still in disbelief.

"Yes, use it first. For operating costs"

"It's okay. Pake first. The important thing is that Frans' wife and children survived"

Frans hugged Broto tightly. Feel very grateful. Broto wants to borrow money for his wife's operating expenses.

"Mas Broto's. Thank you very much mas"

"Yes already mas. Pay up first"

Frans nodded. Just run to the cashier. Paying off his wife's entire operating expenses.

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Frans walked down the aisle of the hospital. His wife's operation went well. Fortunately, he met Broto. People who are new to the count of hours, want to be kind enough to lend money without asking.

Looking around for Broto's wife's treatment room. Frans saw Broto was getting ready to go home. He was about to leave the treatment room with his wife, who was holding their baby in a wheelchair.

He just went to her.

"Mas Broto!" Frans held Broto's hand.

"Mas Frans. Hows it? the operation was successful?"

With teary eyes, Frans immediately hugged Broto tightly. Crying sobbing with a haru taste that can not be held anymore.

"Mas, thank you so much for helping me. If there is no Broto mas, I do not know how the fate of my son and wife mas"

"Alhamdulillah. I hope everything is fine" Frans replied smiling.

"Don't call my mas the same as Broto's. Just call my name" Frans said.

Broto just smiled and patted Frans on the shoulder with a strong sense of friendship.

Frans turned to Harti, his wife Broto. Smile kindly and nod small. Warti replied with a nod.

"Male or female child?"

"Male mas" Frans replied with a big smile. Looks very happy.

"Alhamdulillah, congratulations to you"

Broto stretched out his hand and greeted Frans tightly.

"Mas, are you going home yet?"

"Yes, this. It's time to go home"

"Mas, later if I already have the money I will return the money"

"Have, don't think too much"

Broto looked very wise. sincerely intended to help Frans' difficulties.

"Boy Broto mas boy?" ask Frans.

"Female"

frans's face sparkled brightly.It felt right Broto's son was a woman.

"Mas, I will definitely match our son mas. This is my promise. My son should marry Broto's son later" Frans said very confidently.

"Hahaha, hopefully Frans' deck" Broto replied with a chuckle.

"It's my promise to be the same mas Broto. Otherwise because of the help of the mas, I've lost my son and my wife. I owe my life"

"Don't say that Frans deck. It is by the will of Gusti Allah"

"Thank you once again"

Frans hugged Broto again as a sign of great happiness and gratitude to the older man.

"But I really mean Broto. I'm going to marry my son to Mas Broto's daughter. Hold my promise mas"

Broto smiled and nodded. They shake hands. Broto went home to Frans. Frans let them go.

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Broto and Warti have arrived in front of the hospital. Warti went wild looking for their car. But not visible.

An engkot stopped in front of them. The driver turned out to be Lilik, their neighbor.

"Let's go, let's go home" Lilik said.

"Yes Lik. Help me get this, you want to go up"

"Lho.. mas, where's your car? I'm how I don't see it?"

Ask Warti wonder why they have to ride in angkot if they have a car?

"I've sold the deck"

"What?"

"Wes to deck. He will be angry at home. Now we go home first.

"Wadoooohh biuung.you are just loohh maassss"