Painful Love (Painful Love)

I'm sorry, Pa, Ma

Four Months Later ....

Bimantara could only lie helplessly in its narrow index. He had no choice but to try to self-medicate because he did not have the money to go to the hospital. Salary money to be a waiter at the Padang restaurant has been paid to the owner of the index and motor service costs because the vehicle was submerged in flood when going to Bekasi a few months ago.

Given all that has happened, Bimantara is unwilling to contact Hasna and Irawan for their help as he is fully aware that he has left his parents disappointed and injured. So, there was no other choice but to stick with his current condition. The man could only hope that he could be cured just by buying medicine at the pharmacy.

On the other hand, Irawan who knows the condition of the child just fell silent, and pretended not to know. He still felt very upset considering the mistakes for the sake of the mistakes that his son had done.

“You till when do you keep quiet like that? Still able to be tough despite knowing your son is suffering?” chirp Hasna who just went into the room.

Irawan who was still sitting on the edge of the mattress holding a cell phone in his hand, immediately sighed heavily, and gave a quick glance at his wife. “What do you want me to do? Pick up your favorite kid?” ketus Irawan's.

Hasna shook her head weakly, she sat down beside Irawan, and looked deeply into her husband's bead. “You however, he is still our son. Bimantara may have let us down a lot, but he's your flesh and blood, Mas. Right now our son is suffering a lot, he must be in pain and suffering life alone, lower your ego and forgive him,” pinta Hasna with a look of hope.

Hearing the words from his wife, Irawan just fell silent. He knew what his wife said was true. But, he could not deny that he was still very disappointed with Bimantara.

Hasna shook her head weakly, then took her bag and left Irawan to visit Bimantara.

Hasna bit her lower lip withstanding the tears that were about to escape her eyes. In the face of the boarding house where Bimantara lived carefully. Heart ache, heart throbbing pain see how the situation around the child's index. Obviously Bimantara residence is not an elite boarding house that has complete facilities. The place was very small and shabby. Hasna reckon, that place is not worth living.

Hasna rushed to knock on the door of Bimantara's room. Long enough the woman knocked on the door, but did not open by Bimantara. At once, Hasna immediately panicked, worried that something bad happened to her only child. Then he knocked again on the door harder.

"Male! Open, Son. It's Mama."

Meanwhile in there, Bimantara is trying his hardest to get up from the bed. His extremely weak body made it difficult for the man to wake up. However, after trying, he managed to get up and step limped towards the door.

As soon as Bimantara opened the door, Hasna hugged him tightly. The woman could not see the condition of her son so bad. "Bima, son!"

“Log in first, Ma,” said Bimantara so weakly. His body was so weak that he could not return the embrace of his mother.

With tears slowly flowing from her eyes, Hasna helped Bimantara to get back into her room. With care, he helped his beloved son to sit with his back given a pile of pillows.

“Mama how can I get here? What is it gonna take?” ask Bimantara very carefully.

“Let's go to the hospital,” Hasna said without further ado. He could no longer bear to see the situation of Bimantara like that. Bimantara's face looks very pale, thin and so weak. Which mother would be able to see her child like that?

“No, Ma. I'm fine,” said Bimantara quickly.

Hasna shook her head quickly. Oh, why does her husband and son have the same high ego attitude?

“You said okay? Honey, look at your condition now. You want to fool Mama? Your face is pale, your body is thin and the condition around your index is not maintained, you still want to say that it is okay?” pekik Hasna could not take it anymore.

Bimantara shook his head weakly, then stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears that were running down Hasna's face.

“I just do not want to ngerepotin Mama,” said Bimantara very slowly.

“Nothing is bothered! You're Mama's son! If you love your mom, don't refuse to go to the hospital. We can solve all the problems after you've healed." Hasna is still trying to persuade Bimantara.

After a long debate, Bimantara finally agreed to be taken to the hospital. Hasna asked the driver to help her get Bimantara into the car and they went to the best hospital there.

Hasna contacted Irawan and asked to come to the hospital. With a heavy heart, Irawan came and saw the condition of Bimantara. Irawan's heart screamed softly at the very bad condition of Bimantara. Although he was still very upset with Bimantara, he still felt sick to see the condition of the child today. However, he was so close to Bimantara before educating his only child to live independently and stand on his own feet.

“You see, our son is sick, put down your ego and forgive him. Everyone makes mistakes and deserves a chance, ‘kan?” whispered Hasna to her husband who was still standing in the doorway of the Bimantara nursery.

Irawan only took a deep breath hearing the advice of his wife. With heavy steps, Irawan stepped into the room, and approached Bimantara followed by Hasna behind him.

“Papa,” said Bimantara slowly when he saw his papa approaching.

Bimantara intended to wake up from his sleep, but he struggled because his body was still very weak.

“Udah, you just fall, your body is still very weak,” said Irawan while helping Bimantara to lay his body back on the mattress.

“Pa,” call Bimantara slowly.

“Udah, no need to discuss now, the important thing is that you recover first!” sergeant Irawan.

“No, I have to say this now. Pa, Ma, I'm sorry I chose Emma and let Tsamara go. I'm so sorry, I'm sorry,” lirih Bimantara. Although his breathing was hard, but he tried to strengthen himself to apologize to his parents.

Hasna and Irawan fell silent. Indeed, the sentence that Bimantara said was the sentence that they had been waiting for. Eventually their son realized what he had done wrong and apologized.

“Yes, honey, we must have forgiven you,” Hasna said as she held back her tears.

Bimantara smiled weakly, then turned to look at his papa.

“Papa also forgive you, the important thing is that you are now healed first. You can also go back home. Do not live alone anymore,” said Irawan while holding tightly Bimantara's hand.

Hasna smiled happily to see her husband willing to forgive Bimantara. He was afraid if Irawan's ego was so high closed the door to apologize for the child. But it turns out he would be glad to forgive Bimantara.

“Mama has asked the driver to go home and bring your needs while here. So you now just have to multiply rest and just live all the treatment that the doctor gave,” said Hasna quickly.

Bimantara smiled faintly, and then nodded softly assenting all the words of his mother. He was relieved that his parents were willing to forgive him.

Thank God for giving me a second chance. I promise not to repeat the same mistake. From this moment on, I will make Papa and Mama my main priotitas.

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