Trying To Be Faithful

Accident

"Yes, can I help you?"

"Mom, tomorrow I'm going to have a birthday celebration for my son. I want to order a steamed sponge, same brownie bulkhead. Can you?"

"What time is it, ma'am?"

"One afternoon on his cake."

"Oh, it'll be noon."

"Here's the DP money, the rest will be delivered to the house."

"Oh, it's ready."

"Thank you, yeah, Mom."

"Together."

Bu Ijah one of Hasna's neighbors approached, then whispered, "Don't forget the percentages, yes, Na."

"Ready, Mom. Thanks, yeah."

They throw each other smiles.

"Orderan again, tea?"

"Yes, Wid. Fortunately the neighbors here on good. They promoted without me asking."

"Obviously there's a percentage as well. They must also think it's good enough to add on."

"Yes, anyway."

"Eh, tea. I'm gonna ask you."

"What?"

"Cowok who was in that movie theater yesterday, really just a friend?"

Hasna.

"I think he likes it the same way."

"Nga! He's good because he's wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"He was the one who hit me that day."

"Waddduh, the plot is already kek sinteron aja. But please, plissss don't like flying fish sinteron."

"What the hell?"

Widia smiled.

"Teteh still love the same mas Azam. For the near future it feels like it has not been able to open the heart to anyone. Teteh still wants to be Azam's wife."

"Life must be realistic, Tea. Children need to pay more as they age. Their needs increase. If you have another husband, someone will guarantee."

"Why? Although there are, but the possibility is small there are men who want to bear the cost of living their stepchildren. Rather than hurting children later in life, I'm not getting married for the near future."

"No need to come this close, later. Approach first."

"Ishhhhh you are!"

Widia laughs.

"Take Shaki to school, he's 15 minutes away."

"OKAY. Nay, would you like to come get me? We'll go for it."

Nay who was busy watching television, immediately ran out while exclaiming, "Mauuu."

The two of them immediately left after wearing jackets and helms.

Hasna's phone rang, a chat came in from an unknown number.

"How are you today?"

Hasna frowned reading the chat that just came in.

"Sorry, who is this?"

Not long after, the reply came in quickly.

"Airlango? Does this mean Airlangga's papa? Mr Raden? Same with you, right?" Hasna laughed to herself.

"I'm good. Thank God very well. I wish Dad was like that."

"Me too."

"Alhamdulillah."

Remember the minute his son came home, Hasna kept his cell phone. He went to the kitchen to cook lunch.

There is kale stir fry, fried fish, and corn bakwan.

Just as he finished frying the cornbasket, someone knocked on the door very hard. Hasna instantly turned off the stove and went ahead.

"The House of Mba Hasna?" tanyakanya.

"Yes why?"

"That's Mom, the kid's in an accident. Now they're in the hospital."

Hasna's world suddenly turned around. Her knees were like they were coming off her legs until she had trouble standing up.

"Mom, Mum. Strong ma'am, let's go to the hospital to see mom's son."

With a loud and bitter cry, Hasna tried to stand up but still could not. Neighbors who heard Hasna's cry came straight out.

After getting an explanation from the person who brought the news, the neighbors were then busy..They are various tasks, some are guarding Hasna, and some are looking for a car to bring Hasna who lost her power.

As soon as the ER arrived, Hasna immediately searched for her children and Widia.

"Lw, Widia. You okay?" ask Hasna worriedly. It was the first time he saw her in the hospital.

"It's okay, Tea. I'm just scuffing my legs with my hands."

"Where's Shaki?"

Widia just stared as she broke into tears.

"Whoa, Widia! Where's kids?"

"Nay was referred to a hospital in the city with my consent and accompanied by the police, Teh. He should get further treatment."

"What mean? Go on, where's Shaki?"

"He's on the X-ray again, his legs can't move he said."

Hearing Widia's explanation, Hasna collapsed. Lucky Bu Ijah always accompany, even with two other neighbors.

"Rilson, Na. Patience. You must be strong."

Hasna's meeting Shaki soon. He waited outside the examination room because not a single person should enter.

It didn't take long, the door opened and Shaki was pushed out on the bed.

"Shaki, Son. Honey, this is mom. How do you feel, son? Hmmm."

Shaki was crying in Hasna's arms.

"Cup, cup. Mother is here, baby. You what is felt? Where's that sick?"

"My legs are sick, Bun. Bun, where's Ade? Where's nay?"

Hasna hugged Shaki's small body tightly.

"Darling ...." Hasna looked at her little princess's face.

"May I stay a while. You're here with Aunt Zahira. He'll be here any minute. Mommy wants to follow you to the city. Ade was taken to another hospital." Hasna shed tears.

If she could, she wanted to split up in order to accompany her two children in two different places.

"Yes, Bun. I'm okay."

Hasna hugged and kissed her son's little body. In addition to the legs, Shaki's elbow was scuffed. His nose was blistered, and his temple was slightly torn.

Shaki seems to be trying hard even though he really wants Hasna to be with him. However, he sees how Nay is doing when they crash.

Hasna was escorted by a neighbor who took a car to a large hospital in the city. Along the way, she did not stop crying. His heart thought about how Shaki was forced to stay, but he also felt anxious because he did not know the condition of his youngest child.

"Pray, Na. Pray for Nay to be okay."

Hasna nodded faintly.