My name is Miss
I miss you
"What?" the voice of Mr. Budi who had just come from the mushala with Tejo.
"Astaghfirullah's.."Bu Inggit's hysterical.
"Can we see the doc?" ask Nek Danur.
"Of course you can, after the patient is transferred to the ward you can visit him. Please be patient, do not forget to always pray, so that God gives his miracles to patients immediately aware of the coma" said the doctor who then passed leaving those who cry for the condition of Missing.
In the care ward
"Sir, this is Bu Inggit. Quickly aware Nduk. mother and father waiting for you Nduk." said Bu Inggit who since Missing moved to the hospital room can not be separated he grasped the pale hands of the girl who lay unconscious.
" Rin, let's get up, son. Don't sleep too late yaa Nduk." Budi sir came to call Miss who stood to the right of Bu Inggit.
" O Allah why is your trials so heavy, my dear, do you not know this miss still have a father or not?" ask Bu Inggit on RT sir.
" Mbu Mbuh Bu. as you recall, when moving Ms. Erna said her husband had service outside the city and rarely came home.at that time he showed marriage books and kk from his hometown first Bu. But yes indeed during his stay in our neighborhood, you never know what the figure of his father misses." replied Budi.
"Trus how should we go sir? I think it is also useless if we tell Erna about the condition of Missing. He doesn't care." said Bu Inggit.
" don't su'udzon ma'am no good." budi rubbed his wife's back looking sad.
" exactly sir, I'm sure if we come and tell him that if he misses coma, surely his fat mother will not budge. " Mu Inggit was furious.
" hush, Istighfar Bu. by the way you know." again Budi gently rubbed the back of his wife who was in a state of mind Miss who is currently lying and somehow will be aware.
" mother is not su'udzon sir, mother does not say carelessly. is still imagined in the eyes of the pack how this girl is treated sir. slic sir." Bu Inggit sobbed.
" wis wis ojo even cry ma'am will not solve the problem. We should keep informing Ms. Erna. the problem is that she is upset or not her business. Obviously we have acted correctly. Klo anyway he does not care about what happened to Miss, you will have us." sir Budi calm his wife.
" it's up to you" Bu Inggit resigned.
" Neek Danur, Tejo, ngapunten can ask for help to miss a moment. Mom and I need a minute. Oh yes this is my HP number, just in case something happens immediately ngebel aja nggih." Budi asked permission to go.
" Pak RT mango, Ms. RT. let me sm Tejo who take care of the neng. tokuh please." said Nek Danur.
" Calm down, sir, Bu. I'll take care of Dik Miss." Tejo said.
" that's why we're saying yes, assalamualaikum." Bu Inggit said she was following her husband in the back.
"Wa'allaikumsallam, be careful sir, Bu." said Nek Danur also with Tejo.
" Sir, grandma just rest on the sofa. let Tejo who keep watch. Later if there's anything, Tejo wake up grandma." Tejo said softly.
" yaudah Jang, take care. Ninik take a break." Nek Danur was laying his old body on the long sofa RS.
Erna's House
tock.tok..
" Who's clocking in here anyway?" hearing the sound of the door on tap, Erna also glanced at the wall clock that showed at 22:00.
" the child of the unlucky carrier bu.has been invented aja. do not in the bukain Bu. let's know the taste." said Angkasa who was lying on the floor with a carpet while watching tv.
" why did he not go that far away pack the show back here again." growled Erna.
tock.tok..
tok..
"Assalamualaikum. Miss Erna." a woman's voice from outside.
" uh not Missing,Sa. who is it?" Erna was surprised to hear someone say hello.
" who is Mom? crazy at this hour! what kind of donation would you like?" Kasa.
" Assalamualaikum, Miss Erna.. Ma'am." said the woman again.
" let Sa open the door, see who's coming?" erna's orders are busy watching her favorite soap opera on TV.
" ah mother, instead tell Kasa. instead of opening it yourself." Kasa grumbling.
" it's a child if asked by parents.Yaudah will not love the mother of the snack again you!" threaten the mother.
" yes, this is the way." Kasa rushed to the door, fearing the threat of his mother.
"Wa'allaikumsallam, uh." Kasa was shocked when he opened the door.
"Sorry son, is Miss Erna here? sorry to interrupt this night." said the woman who came with a man.
"There's a Bu RT, a minute ma'am." Kasa took a step back and looked back.
" Mom.., there are guests.." cried Kasa from the front door of the house.
" The boy really does not know manners. call the old man screaming gtu. very different with his kk. somehow Erna mind way, Erna, he could waste a good child and give birth to this child who does not know this" Bu Inggit murmured in his heart.
" Mother RT" Kasa replied without making a sound.
" Eh Ms RT, mr. RT. tumben what are the nights here?" ask Erna clumsy.
" night Ms Erna, may we come in?" mr. Budi interrupted.
" Oh yes, let's go." Erna let her two guests in. Kasa was thrown into the family room.
" Let's sir, ma'am, let me make you a drink." Erna went into the kitchen.
" no need ma'am, we're in a hurry. can you sit down first." prevent Mr. Budi.
" oh well sir, what's the matter, sir, ma'am?" Erna sat down and conveyed her curiosity.
" So, ma'am, we're new from RS." Budi opened his voice.
" oh who's sick sir? are the villagers here? oh, you want to ask for a donation?" erna Oceh.
" yes the sick ma'am is a villager here. mother's daughter. L longs!" replied Bu Inggit who could no longer hold back his anger.
While Erna was surprised, then unexpectedly threw words that made Bu Inggit and Pak Budi angry.
" Oalah he was the son of the unlucky bearer. What does it have to do with me?" ask Erna.
" astaghfirullah Bu Erna, Istighfar Bu. pull the mother's words.The words are the prayers of the mother." Budi was surprised and his head shook to hear Erna's words.
" I'm really a RT sir if the fucker is sick what does it have to do with me? earlier I had kicked him out. he was no longer my son. I was tired of having to bear the bad luck because of him. My advice, you should not bother to take care of the unlucky carrier.later you will be pesky like me. said Erna made Bu Inggit furious.
" it's too much of you, Erna, don't you have a heart as a mother? right now your daughter's dying, she's in a coma at the hospital!" Bu Inggit clenched his hand holding back the torrent of anger in his chest that had been churning.
" Istighfar Bu" Mr. Budi held his wife's shoulders which seemed to rise and fall withholding his anger.
" well, Mom, I'm sick of that kid, if you need to ask the doctor to inject him die! if nothing matters, it's the night I want to rest." Erna expelled Pak Budi and Bu Inggit.
" you're too much Erna! remember what I said, one day you'll regret that "Mum Inggit and her husband left the house with anger in the chest.
" Lost sick ma'am? a coma? how can? what was mommy?" tanya Kasa approached her mother who was locking the door.
" it's just a ngaggetin' kid! let's just die! don't talk about him, mom's head hurts. Let's go to sleep, it's night.tomorrow you go to school." Erna told her son to go into the room and then she went into the room.
When going to lay down her body, Erna felt her chest tight.
" cemplon.." he said softly. yes honestly Erna was very worried about the state of Missing, let alone he heard Missing a coma. a million questions flashed on his head. but his heart wound dominated, but the wound dominated, the devil in him ruled his heart and finally chose to ignore the condition of Missing.
The wall clock is 01:00, Erna still can't close her eyes. Then he chose to leave the room, from the door of his room he stared at the door of the room that read "ladies rooms".
yes it was his daughter's room, Miss.
He stepped into the room, opened the door and took two steps. Looking around the room. It is a shadow of all his bad and cruel deeds to Miss. Yes since moving to Jakarta, never once did Erna give mother-like affection to her baby.There he actually tortured the child, even though he had to give love to her, there are things that make Erna have a reason to rebuke, berate, pinch, slap, hit even Miss. photos that show the achievement of Miss in various fields did not make her heart melt. Yes the heartache for her husband's betrayal made her a dark heart and a dark mind.
Tetiba, his netra stops at a figura containing a poem. Slowly he approached the figura and picked it up from the wall.
His heart is like a huge bludgeon when reading poetry by Rindu
***I miss you***
*mentary can change with the moon.
the warm Surya can change the cold of the night wind.
But your love cannot be replaced by anything Surgaku .
You are my wingless angel.
You are the lamp of my soul.
You are half my breath.
my mother, my love, my strength.
I missed you*.
***Rindu Prameswari Besari***
unwittingly, a clear liquid slid from the 4-headed woman's eyes.
His heart is broken, his soul is ravaged. How can the princess who for 12 years did not hold a grudge against him, instead still hold a love that does not change like 12 years ago.
yet again his ego reigns over the heart. He hates a girl who is fighting life and death.
" Hindu, forgive mother "his whisper softly in between her cries, and finally she fell asleep in bed Missing while hugging the poem in figura.
