THREE MEN FROM THE VILLAGE

TPDD 246 (Jamal)

"Loh! Jamal's at home?" ask Akmal who seems to have just returned from school.

"I'm home, why?" asked Jamal who was confused by his sister's question.

"No, kirain Mas Jamal came to the hospital to take care of Mom."

"What's? Mum's in the hospital?" jamal asked with an ungodly feeling. Jamal felt that Mother's entry to the hospital must have something to do with the incident this morning.

"Masa Mas Jamal did not know? Neighbors just know."

Jamal was stunned to hear his sister's words. Heart melos. So disappointed is Mom the same Father? Until they refuse to wake their child in such a precarious state? Jamal was sitting in a chair near his mother's room. His knees suddenly felt very weak.

Although he looked surprised, Akmal just went into his room and changed clothes. After that, Akmal exited the room and prepared whatever might be needed.

"Mas Jamal wants to go to the hospital?" akmal's question surprised his brother.

"Come, Mal."

"Yes, let's go."

"Just change my clothes first."

Jamal rushed into his room. Shortly after changing clothes, and taking her purse and cell phone, she came out and the brother and sister rushed to the hospital using an ojek.

Luckily the general hospital distance is not too far away. Less than ten minutes they had reached their destination. After searching and asking the IGD section, the brothers headed straight to the room where Mom was being treated.

"Where are you, sir," asked Akmal. Jamal stared only at the woman who was lying weak and stuck an infusion hose in her hand.

"Yes, my mother's blood is high" replied the Father who was sitting on the edge of the cage.

"Why wasn't I built, sir?" tanya Jamal getir's.

You breathe out rough. "The "mak ngijinin. He said you might still be tired."

There was pain in Jamal's heart hearing the answer from the father. Angered by her anger, she still thinks about her son. Jamal did not ask any more. He did not want his anger to provoke a commotion.

"Have you eaten?" ask Jamal again.

"Where to eat, look at your mother like a gini" replied the Father. Although in a state of anger, you can still control his emotions for now.

"Come, Sir. I'm hungry too" Akmal said.

You cannot refuse. He was also hungry. Father then rise. "Do you want to eat?"

"No need, sir. If the money is more, buy fruit and bottled water. I'll eat it later, after you come back here."

Babak just nodded then he left with Akmal. Now in a room that can be filled with three patients, now there is only Jamal and Mommy.

Jamal's eyes stared fixedly at the face of the woman whose skin had begun to wrinkle. His guilt and regret came back from within his mind. Threw the palm of the mother who was not stuck in the infusion needle. Kissing the back of a woman's hand inside. Without feeling, Jamal's tears drip slightly.

"Why did Mom's high blood come back, sir?" akmal asked as soon as they sat on the canteen.

"The name is old, Mal. Maybe you're too tired too" said Father. He did not want his youngest son to know, the problems that happened with his brother.

"Part of the house there is Mas Jamal, why even the neighbors who are signed by pesen," protested Akmal.

"Udah do not mostly protest, just eat, do not ask a lot," hardik Mr. Akmal just cut his lips, then immediately ate his food.

Meanwhile in the hospital room.

"Eughh." Mom's moaning voice sounded. It seems he just regained consciousness from the influence of his medicine. Jamal looked up and looked at Mom worriedly.

"Emak is conscious? How is Mom feeling now? Is it lightening? Still feeling dizzy?" tanya Jamal bertubi tubi with facial features look worried.

Mom stared at Jamal at a glance then immediately turned to look at the wall. Again Jamal's heart slipped to see the attitude of Mother who was still turning away from him. His heart was back in pain. Only this time Jamal faced Mom's anger but in a silent way. Not grumbling as usual.

"Mak," call Jamal down. "If you're still angry, you're Jamal, Mom. Don't leave Jamal like this. Jamal knew Jamal was wrong, Mom. But don't shut up Jamal."

Hearing Jamal's trembling voice, Mother's tears suddenly dripped back. His heart is still in disbelief, a child as stupid as Jamal turned into a child that can embarrass his parents.

"Mac, Jamal please, forgive Jamal, Mak. Jamal is sorry. Jamal knew Jamal was wrong. But please don't let Jamal shut up."

"Keep Mom has to say what, Mal? Should you be proud of your son's shameful deeds? What do you do, Mal?"

The deg!

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