WIFE OF CHILDHOOD

HARD WORK DAD AND MOM

Zul felt his head veins being pulled. Pain. He was worried that the pain was getting worse. Zul was immediately farewell to his mother Princess.

"Sorry Mama Putri, Zul said. Thanks, sorry for making a mess! Assalamualaikum!"

"Zul's? Koq rush?" the princess was surprised.

"Oh Put, sorry.... Zul forgot I asked Zul to get dilaundry's clothes!" Zul's lying. His nose and eyes frowned in pain.

"Yes, be careful! Greetings to Zul's mother!" mama Putri said kindly.

"Yes, God willing Zul said! Come on Princess, Vera, Verina.... Zul pamit's. Yea...."

Zul hurried away in a hurry.

He did not want to be embarrassed twice in front of the Princess. This time at the Princess's house.

Zul grimaced with pain. Fortunately, when it passed the taxi that he stopped.

"Sir, Inter-Graha Housing block A yes! Go straight to the portal!"

Zul face down held his teeth that began to rustle. The cold heat of his sweat poured out. Even the tears dripping from his eyes held back his desire to scream. Looks like he almost fainted.

The pain in his head is getting worse.

"Aaaaaarrrghh.... Could it be faster sir?" zul shouted making the taxi driver shocked.

"Yes yes." His eyes looked at Zul from behind the front-view mirror. His head shook with a slow breath.

Zul's still face down. The world is now like circling. Then the voices of many people surrounded his memory. Zul closed his eyes, sobbing. Trying his hardest to keep his consciousness to hold his voice so as not to shout.

Taxi is fast. Fortunately, the road did not jam, until in less than half an hour Zul reached his home.

"Straight hold number 15 sir!"

The taxi stopped at his house. Zul came out shouting, "Ibuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!"

Ma'am Sur, his assistant who happened to be throwing garbage in a hurry opened the fence.

"Mas Zul?? Why???"

"Yumuuuuuuuuuu!!!! Aaaaaaaaaarghhh!" Zul rolled around in pain. The taxi driver was shocked not dumbass. Zul has not paid until he has not left his place.

Mom's out hysterical.

"Why, Zul??"

Ms Sur paid the taxi fee after her driver rebuked that Zul had not paid the fare.

Mom brought Zul into the house. Zul shouted increasingly loudly. Roaring vented his pain that became.

"Zuuul!" my mother was confused while crying.

Zul continued to shout while shaking his body and head. Almost he slammed his head against the padlock if you don't catch him immediately.

"Istighfar darling! Zuuuul, Istighfar son! Remember God, Son!" mother whispered tears.

"Yes Allaah, there's more to my son, God!" mummy Mother was very sad.

I was still trying to hug Zul who was struggling with illness.

"Mbak Sur, please call father.. said ask doctor Reyvan's advice how to handle Zul. Tell Zul to relapse!"

"Good, mom!"

Mom solawatan plan while rubbing Zul's head. Mother's tears fell mixed with Zul's wet sweat. Zul's body is sticky with his face and hair. Almost like an unconscious person, aka lost his mind.

"Zuuulo....Zulyanda!! Remember God, son! Istighfar, dear!"

Slowly the veins loosen. His breathing began to be controlled although still irregular. Almost two hours Zul felt lost control due to pain in his head.

Zul's eyes were closed in exhaustion. Slowly he fell asleep. But soon he shouted again.

"Tolooooooooong!!!!"

"Zul??? Zul's? Why Zul?" mom wakes up Zul immediately. Mbak Sur gave a glass of warm water to the mother who immediately thrust the mother to the lips Zul.

"Drink, boy! Read bismillah!"

Zul drank slowly. He was still torn between conscious and not.

"Buuu...who is the daughter who is always there Zul bu dream?" zul said with a choked voice. His voice sounded hoarse. Maybe because of the screaming.

"Daughter???"

"Yes." Yeah."

Mother was silent thinking confused.

"Zul had two dreams. Every time a headache must be the kid comes Zul bu's dream!!"

Mom fell silent. I was confused to know the answer. But the lips of the mother were tightly clenched with eyes staring at her beloved child with pity.

"That might just be Zul's ordinary dream! Yuk, change your clothes. Wet all nii.., can catch a cold later Zul!" mother led Zul to his bed. Undressing Zul and replacing him. Zul who is still exhausted just according to. Mom laid Zul down. Cover it with a thin blanket while rubbing Zul's head hair.

"Lately you are too busy, until you forget worship. Pray, Son! If you're tired, rest. Don't mind too much Zul!" mother's Advice.

"Zul ain't been busy lately, ma'am! School is free, not learning. Graduation too. Even next week the release of students. You know khan?! But Zul now rarely prays!"

"That's. You are far from God, but God is always close to you. Even closer than our veins," said the mother made Zul silent. Ja. Yes, realize that. He was too absorbed in his life. Even the voice of Adhan he always ignored. Forget about prayer. Lazy to the mosque. Plus the father who is getting busy often comes home at night no longer invites him to pray Maghrib and Isya in the mosque in front of his home complex.

It used to be as remembered Zul, when he was still Junior High, his father diligently asked him to pray together in the mosque. Now almost a year I always miss that. Even if the father came home quickly, he prefers to pray at home rather than to the mosque.

It's like I can see Zul's way of thinking.

"Zul is now an adult. You don't always have to follow in dad's footsteps. Zul can be alone, go to the mosque. Follow the study of mosque youth.... During this time Zul more in school, sometimes playing until Maghrib just came home. Enter drowning room same hape, online game. Yes khan???!"

"Yes. Mother really!"

"At that time Zul became a student. I have listed Zul online in the campus that Zul wants. Therefore, Zul must also be able to become a strong person. Have a stand. Zul khan pingin has his own workshop business!... Zul know ga? I'm working hard for Zul now. I want to realize Zul's ideals. I'm saving up now, Zul!" Zul was amazed to hear mother's words.

Zul has been a little disappointed lately with my father. With dad's busyness. They rarely get together even on holidays. I rarely joke with him now. Though father is preparing his future with the aim of granting his ideals.

Zul. His tears fell unbearably. The embrace of the mother who lately looks slimmer because of worrying about Zul. All this time his mind was just the sadness of his heart to see his parents who were always busy and busy. Without realizing it, that father and mother try hard to make her happy. All this time Zul just thought it was appropriate that my mother's father loved him. Give her a decent life because that's the duty of the parents. Behind it all, I missed a lot of things. Sacrificing many things. Maybe his own health and life.

Mom rubbed Zul's back. He understood that his only child was a good child. Because Zul always obeyed him from childhood.

Zul took a sip of his tears. He felt how dear his father and mother were to him. He again remembered that Aloy always mocked him "mommy's son". Indeed indeed! Zul realizes his closeness to Mom. Even everything is always

mother prepared. For school, even when you want to camp, Mother takes care of her needs.

If this headache continues, Zul feels that it will burden father and mother more. Zul is crying again.

At a time like this, I called mom's phone. Dad was so worried about Zul that he interrupted his busy life to call mom asking about Zul's condition.

"Mother, can Zul talk to me?"

His mother thrust her phone at Zul.

"Dad... . Zul is nothing now. Zul is better. Sorry Zul, dad! Zul always bothers me and mom too. Zul promised father, Zul will always obey father mother," said Zul sembali crying a mouthful. Mother was crying out. It turns out that Zul is getting older and understands the situation of his parents.

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