The Overdose of Love

A good new family

The noise in the house had awakened my deep sleep, when the morning sun had shone on my face to inevitably be forced to wake up as well.

"Who are you?" ask a woman who's now out of the house I've been in to sleep in the role.

"Sorry, madam. I was exhausted last night and accidentally slept in your role" I explained.

"Oh, yes, I have. Go there! I want to go to work for sale, do not be here for a long time can-can goods in my house is gone and you do not want 'will be accused of being a thief, '" he was angry.

"Yes, mom. Sorry and thank you for the ride" I said, nodding my head..

"Yes, not pa-pa."

"What the hell is it, buk? Early in the morning you were nagging just?" The voice asked a man who was likely her husband.

"don't know. Here, there was a stranger last night sleeping in the role of our house," he explained.

"Ooh" replied the man.

Feet not long ago, to be able to listen clearly to their words, which seemed to be talking about my behavior hitchhiking last night . No matter who this self is expelled from, they are not who I am anyway.

The feet now continue to walk again to try to find a place to live, but the mind has been overwhelmed by confusion not knowing where to go and where to stay because they have no relatives.

Krucuk .. krucuk, my stomach continues to sound.

"Heeh, you're so hungry, son. But I'm sorry I can't give you food at this time, because there's nothing we can eat" I said in my heart while stroking the flat stomach.

"The stomach feels so hungry, how am I supposed to get food?" I asked in my heart as I looked around the streets, because who knew there was food I could pick up.

The sweat threads were already as big as a jar, with the sun starting to sting my body until it was hot. The feeling of weakness began, for there was not a drop of water and a grain of rice in my mouth.

"What am I supposed to do now? I'm so thirsty and hungry?" I ask in my heart when I'm taking shelter under a garden street tree.

Netra tried to sweep around the street area, but there was not a single food or drink to relieve wrapped around the stomach that was becoming more and more so. The feeling of weakness is increasingly coming, so that by closing the eyes I can eliminate everything.

"Hopefully this thirst and hunger will soon disappear, when I close my eyes to sleep," I muttered in my heart.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, which obviously is starting to get dark, which seems like black clouds have come to lower the rain. A gust of wind was getting stronger on my skin, which already felt cold had penetrated from my long sleeves.

"You must find shelter immediately, Karin! Before the rain wafts your body" I murmured in my heart.

Steps try to run to and fro, when the point of rain starts to fall on the head. Clouds feel warm welcome dark color of the sky that is getting increasingly blackened. Almost near the alley of the village, I tried to run away to find shelter immediately, until finally a worn umbrella was thrown in the trash I found, which I immediately used to cover myself.

Clothes are still wet when the umbrella is intended to protect, but still can blow a torrent of rain water along with strong winds. A shadow of my fate that was destroyed, has made me feel desperate again, plus there is no place to live until I clontang-klantang uncertain direction. Hate, anger and not wanting to tread this earth again, now began to be present again to do the forbidden.

"Do I have to kill myself again? I don't know how my life should go anymore? I'm sorry, son, I can't take care of you. This is not the best choice for both of us to live life in this world. Yes, we have to get away from this life, so that everyone does not we trouble again someday," I said in my heart who was near the bridge that had been running continuously.

Being impatient in the face of trials, inevitably the intention to commit suicide now I will really do without thinking in the name of sin again, for in my mind now is to solve the problem in an easy way that is lost forever in this world.

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"That's how it is, Fatimah. For all the stories of my life that want to commit suicide, until my father came to help me" I explained to mom.

"Yes, mom. Thanks." Thanks."

"Either. You are a poor woman but behind it your power to live must be so strong. Remember, in your stomach is a tiny baby who wants to see this world and smile at his mother, so please never commit suicide again. I will help you and consider as my own child from now on, how? You see, mother for many years until this old there has been no baby cry that I have ever carried, so do not do stupid things suicide again, because the child is a gift that God has prepared for you," His advice in explanation.

"Is that so, Fatimah? Thank you so much if you think of me as a child. Thank God, this is beyond my expectations, it is true that the help of God must be there, no matter how difficult the obstacles that come," I said with gratitude.

"Yes, Karin. You do not need to be desperate and sad again, because the same father mother who will become a mother continued you next. We will all help raise the child you bear, so do not be discouraged and ashamed of this ordeal" he replied kindly.

"Yes, mom. Thank you," I said with tears that immediately embraced him.

Gratitude repeatedly just kept coming out of my lips. It turns out that behind this disaster there are still good people and love me.

"Forgive me, O God, your power is so great and great. Temptation after trial You have given, but behind it You have given me a speck of hope. Thank God, hopefully my days that will begin with new parents will be happy, that there will be no more sadness, amiin ya robbal alamin," I said in my heart to pray.

The new family is very good and always patient to serve me who was weak due to lying sick. Heavy rain and the condition of the body that has not eaten, make the body drop in shivering cold but feels hot. My mother took good care of me and was painstaking, even though for a few days I had just considered her as her son.

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Mr. Samsul's job is as a teacher at a Junior High School, while Mr. Fatimah as a maid who cleans someone's house with a job until the afternoon almost magrib. I don't want to just eat sleep at home, so now my homework is done. The condition of the body often weakened, but I still remained strong to undergo the activity. The face of the father of the same mother who was exhausted after work, could not bear if they returned home the condition was still messy or no food cooked. So the condition of weakness I still try to clean the house, because I do not want to be labeled as a child who sleeps just want to be nice.

"Heeeh .. heiiieeh," Mother's voice was chilling in the cold, now preparing to go to work.

"Mom is sick?" manyworry.

"Yes, Karin. Maybe this is the effect of the mother is old and sinewy," he replied weakly.

"Mending mom now just rest, let her body be healthy again," I replied trying to prevent.

"No way, Karin. Because my mother is very strict. If a day does not work, the mother will lose her job. Some of the mother's employers like the electorate, so she does not want to be with others and her mother wants to be her assistant housemaid," explanation she still wants to work.

"But, buk. Your body is now very hot, fearing that anything will happen to you" I lamented trying to prevent, when his hand was placed to check the body temperature.

"But, Karin!" he replied as if he did not want to leave the job.

"Emm, how about Karin change'in mom for a while. So the mother rest just to recover quickly, will be bothered later if the mother is sick more severe, after all pity the father will be worried," said I still try to prevent Fatimah's mother working.

"But, Karin. Aren't you not feeling well because you're pregnant?" said her.

"That's just ignore it, mother. Karin is sick but a good disease, not like a really sick mother. Part Karin has to move a lot, so that the body is not weak continue," I replied.

"Heeh, yes I have. If you're okay with all that. But you work later do not lift heavy, remember that! Mostly dear to the job, now it is difficult to apply for jobs everywhere," replied the mother who finally agreed to my proposal.

"Yes, mom. Karin will be careful" I replied.

"Alright, mom will write down the address. It's close to where it is from here" he told.

"Hmm."

The fingers that began to have wrinkles in the hand, have now moved the pen slowly to write one letter after another, in order to form an address that I will go to work.