The Injured Heart

Chapters. 12. Bagas Alone

The new workplace is very different from my previous workplace.Gaji training me for 3 months 700 rb.of course not appropriate.But rather than nganggur I try the job.

This morning I came in a black and white training shirt with thin makeup.

As usual senior came late and I was clean clean clean mopping nyepu and lap lap.There is a marketing section that says ketus with me.Why from being a supervisor now I want to be SPG with minimal salary.I'm lazy I replied, He too left me.

Ordinary time training time heavy time.Sometimes I go home crying and want to stop but mom always love the spirit.

Papa I went to the hospital.Mama called me.I was also allowed to go home.Papa was admitted to Ridwan hospital.

Until there there is my aunt who is guarding with her son.After greeting I also entered see the state of papa.Night the night arrived papa seizures immediately brought emergency room.Brother was on coming to visit.

This morning papa was stable I also went to work.Because papa need a lot of cost for the hospital.I can not possibly skip work.

Alhamdulillah papa can already go home.Papa has started as usual.May papa healthy continue.

I passed the training and moved to another place.In Sarinah dept store.At first in this mall I was not accepted because I was 28.While there a maximum of 25 but I was given a chance a few months.Alhamdulillah I was accepted.With a new workplace and new friends and new rules.

I take care of four people.

Small problems always occur from the problem of the morning and afternoon entry schedule.

Ordinary new kid always be a victim.Always be a scapegoat.I try to be patient.

From keep four to three.With each ego

I consider it the wind then.

Papa is sick because drinking soda after his stomach run morning troubled again.

Papa's in the hospital again.

sometimes in the middle of the night we go to the hospital

sometimes the morning commute.tired of course And unexpected expenses are always there.I salute with patience and fortitude mama I.She was so tough.

That day I saw papa lying weak in bed.I've resigned if something happens we leave it to God.Walau I really hope for healing papa.

I work unsettled always worried fear there is unwanted news.Papa who is always there for me.

At that time when I was overtime there was news from the house.I was limp can not say what words my mind mixed.

Papa went for as long as he died we all.

Like a dream, Like just yesterday we are still joking.Now there are only memories.We can only strengthen each other.I always take care of mama.

And mama always took care of us.Set all the needs of her son.

I know with my minimum salary, definitely not enough.Mama trying to suffice everything. I never heard my mom complain.

Even to this day, where mama is sick there is a lump in her ankle and must be operated on.

It cost about 11 million in Rscm hospital.I tried to ask if my sister had any savings or not.My sister turned out to be none.Then

I tried to ask my brother who was hummed by chance he was already well-established then his life turned out he could not help.

I'm drowning my money at 3,500,000.How is this,

finally we went to the foundation there was a doctor from rscm hospital, we consulted

it could be a small operation there.

Mama did not want to trouble us.She did not say today operation.It turns out mama was told to go home again.Turqued fasting first.

Today I accompanied the operation mama.I waited outside.Alhamdulillah his operation went smoothly and the money is enough for the operation and medicine.Not stopping his stop I say thank you.May mama quickly recover and healthy always

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