The Satisfied Girl Mr. Bima
I'm your talak

Tub struck by lightning in broad daylight. My father had just arrived, after a whole month of going to work in the city. With a loud and loud voice my mother who was lying on the bed because of pain.

"I am the Great Nugraha, consciously and healthily. Today I'm talking about you Irma," I'm making a drink for my mother was shocked by my mother's crying voice. Without waiting for the water to boil, I immediately went to see what was happening in front. When I got there my mother was crying sobbing at my father's words.

"Mother!" I screamed when I saw my mother crying hysterically. "What happened ma'am!" I asked while hugging my mother's body that was shaking from crying.

"It's okay son, good mother" before my mother finished her words, suddenly my father cut off her words.

"Meli, from now on your mother's father's talaq. I don't want to have a wife who is sickly like that" concluded my father, shaking his waist.

"What do you mean dad! You can't be like that to mom. Mom is in desperate need of you right now, it's just me and dad that you have and we're the only ones who can make you survive right now" I refute a bit of emotion.

"Which man would have such a sickly wife. This father is young, still strong. I need a healthy and beautiful companion, not like your mother who can just lie on the bed every day. I am ashamed of my neighbors and friends, so inevitably you must be able to accept this reality" my father murmured while pointing at my mother's face lying sobbing.

"Dad! It's not appropriate for me to say that! Remember mom is sick like this also because of dad. During the night mom went to work for dad's needs, jad-" I said with full emotion I couldn't control my anger so subconsciously my mom woke up and pulled me.

"Easy spitting stop. What your father said was true, father is young and he desperately needs a healthy companion. Not like a mother who can only trouble me, son," my mother said, holding my hand.

"But ma'am," reject me unreservedly.

"It's a dear." Take my mom again.

"Good ma'am. And for you father, you should be grateful to have a wife as good and as good as my mother. I pray that your life is full of regrets" I murmured with a sharp look at my father standing.

"Ha ha ha. Soleha says! Just so you know, your mother who you've been proud of is a whore. She's a night woman who's always touched by a striped man out there. Even you were born from the mixed seed of that man" my father's lips were full of contempt.

"What do you mean by father?" I asked full of curiosity.

"Great Enough, enough of your bullshit. If you want to part with me then I accept your decision. And now please leave my house, get you out of here!" Throw my mother while throwing pillows and bolsters at me.

"It is good if you accept it, and for you meli? Please remember what you said earlier, if your mother was a whore. Ha ha ha ha," before my father left he had time to repeat what he had said. I'm getting curious and curious about all this.

"Mom, can you explain what you said?" My love while looking at my mother's face.

"Don't listen to your father's bullshit, he just wants to make you hate me." My mother said while hugging my body. I don't know why today was the first time I didn't believe my mother's words. I feel like my mom is covering up the truth from me.

"But why did you say that, Mom?" I was not satisfied with my mother's words.

"Have a spit, mother said don't listen to that jerk," my mother said, turning her face away.

"Yes it's better for you to rest first" I said, helping my mother lie down.

"Buy!" Screeched my mother.

"Yes mom, what's wrong?" I asked with a frown.

"Here, it's like a charred smell. Are you cooking?" Ask my mother who is the smell of the charred smell is getting thick.

"No ma'am. But, I was!" I answered a little thought. "Oh my goodness, I was boiling water for you earlier," without helping my mother lie down, I ran straight to the kitchen. And sure enough, a puff of black smoke filled the whole room of our cramped kitchen. There was a small spark that started to propagate around the dish rack.

"O Lord of fire, ma'am there is fire ma'am!" I screamed as I saw the sparks gradually starting to grow bigger.

"Buy come quickly, boy, hurry!" The sound of my mother calling me, I was confused to leave or try to put out the fire. But, by weighing my mind and seeing the flames start to grow I finally left.

"Mom let's get out, the fire, the fire has started to grow!" Soon I helped my mother wake up and I quickly carried my mother on my back. Although a little heavy but, I tried hard for our safety together.

"Please, there's a fire. The fire!" My mom and I were screaming for help and it was lucky that there were a lot of people helping us put out the fire.

"Sir help our house fire!" I said with a slight tremble.

"Let's get away first. Let the father and the others try to put out the fire" my mother and I were led to a safer place. Others began to look for water to extinguish the fire. After about half an hour finally the fire that burned my house was extinguished.

"Thank you gentlemen, everyone" my mother said, bowing her head.

"Yes mom's the same." Reply to those gentlemen.

Since then, my mother's health has been declining. I don't know what to do, let alone take my mother to the hospital. Even eating everyday is difficult.

"Geez mom, is mom's body hot?" Reprimand me while checking my mother's body temperature.

"Mother is just not feeling well, son, soon mother will be healed" my mother explained, turning her face away.

"We have to go to the hospital, Mom, I don't want you to do anything!" I rushed to find a coat to cover my mother's body so as not to get cold.

"No need to be smitten. Mom's fine, we don't have the money to pay for the hospital anyway." My mother refused my invitation.

"That doesn't matter ma'am. The most important thing now is that I need to be able to get medical care, about the money I can find!"