FONDLING
PAREWANG 2

*Dug, dug, dug!"

I see my mother's face looks happy when pounding rice, as usual he always welcomed the arrival of the morning by pounding rice.

The sound of the mother's dimple was so distinctive that it was always even an alarm that woke us up her children, including the father as well.

But there is something different this time, if yesterday the mother still looks thin with my eyes, now she looks handsome with a radiant face when pounding rice.

He even waved his hand at me as if asking me to come help him.

I also received the pestle given by my mother and then started pounding the paddy.

I was just a little wonder why today mom pounded so much rice even more than her usual days.

"Why today's mom pounded a lot of rice, don't you usually just pound one basket of rice?" ask me curious

"Because now the mother's rice stalls are a lot so yes the pounding on it should be a lot," replied Mother with a thick Japanese accent

"Why don't you use rice that's already been made, ma'am" I replied

Mom smiled wryly at me, "Everything's been there. Rice for humans, grass for rojo koyo (four-legged livestock), bran (chicken and duck feed) for chickens. Do you want to eat rice bran?" answer Mother

"So what's the parable?" I answered a little denying it

"Yes so le, every creature Gusti Allah's creation has different food, so do not be confused," replied Mother again

The answer this time was so absurd that it made me feel annoyed to hear it. But this time I don't want to deny it anymore because mother is the type of person who is very hard and firm. So if you have spoken A yes A should not be disturbed.

"Yowes if that's how if you pay people to just make a rice pound, because the mother is too old to take care of everything alone. At times sharing sustenance with people who need is okay, right?" answer me

"Can't do it le, perkoro nyowo iso not moved to wong liyo. Why ask someone else for help if you can help your mother!" mother's Sahut

"Fikri, fik, where are you!"

I heard my voice calling out to me.

"I'm behind Sir!" answer me with a voice that I deliberately raise so that father is horrified.

I gave my alu to Mom and turned my head when I heard the footsteps of Father begin to approach.

"Well, why is Le you here, from earlier your mother nyariin you," said the father while adjusting his breath

"wearing Mother Nyari Fikri Pak Wong from earlier the same mother Fikri kok," I replied then turned to look at Mother

*Deg, not,

Strange magical bin suddenly I was stunned when I saw mom suddenly disappear. I reflexively looked for him while calling his name.

Seeing me who was confused made the father immediately rebuke me.

"Mother in her room le, why do you dance here," said the father then pulled my arm

But I immediately explained to him that Mom was with me in the back. I said if we had just pounded rice together, even I had just replaced it to pound rice.

When I looked back to show the dimple that still contained rice back I was made aghast when I saw the dimple was still covered in black cloth.

"It's weird, how can it be like this," I said curiously

Even stranger I saw a pestle (a kind of long stick for pounding rice) that was still hanging on the dimple.

"Eat him early in the morning do not dream here le, instead of praying even daydream?" my father made me even more confused

"Dreamy, did I not pound the rice with my mother, and who did you see daydreaming??"

Not finished my confusion back I was made speechless when I saw my mother look pale calling my name.

Shit, is she my mom??

I ventured to ask my father where my mother was.

"From yesterday yes Mother here is the same father, this wong I just finished cleaning his body," replied the Father then removed the basin where the water he used to wash the body of the mother.

If you were here, then saipa was with me. Who's that woman who looks so much like mom and pounded rice with me?

Mom pulled my arm and pointed at the large mirror that was attached to the wall of my room.

"Why glasses?" ask me when I see the look on my mother's frightened face

Mother did not answer, she just pointed at the glass with a frightened face and finally cried bitterly.

Seeing my mother cry, I hugged her.

Back I feel the body of my mother who lives bones, I feel guilty because for years left him alone to take care of food stalls.

At eight o'clock in the morning, I invited my mother to go to the hospital. I also took my mother to the hospital.

I even accompanied him as he did a medical check up to confirm his pain.

Because as I said, I've been sick for almost two months. He had taken her to several large hospitals but every time he was taken to the hospital the doctor always said if the mother did not suffer from any disease. All doctors say if you are just tired and advise to rest.

Sure enough, even today I myself really prove the words of the Father.

Internal medicine specialists even said my mother was fine. He does not have any chronic disease. Everything's fine. Even the CT scan and blood tests showed my mother was a healthy woman.

"So my advice mending now just rest and let his son run his business. If necessary every weekend, take the mother for a walk, have fun the point so that she is not too stressed," said Dr. Tama

I also follow the advice of the doctor. Now I've resolved to take care of the restaurant in place of Mom. I even raised some employees to take care of the 25 branches of the restaurant scattered along Pantura.

Every Sunday I even take a day off and take my mom for a walk.

Even so, my mother is still sick. Even his condition is getting worse.

Every night he screamed in pain and hit his head against the wall.

Like that night, I sneered into the sound of my mother screaming for help.

I went out to my mother's room immediately.

I immediately pulled my mother who was banging her head against the wall.

I saw my mother's face covered in blood, and I immediately wiped it with a tissue.

Mom suddenly grinned when she saw me so frantically looking at her.

Somehow I felt goosebumps when I saw my mother's face that suddenly looked creepy.

As I was about to take Betadine to treat her wound, my chest instantly tightened when I saw the figure of my mother lying on the bed trying to pull my arm for help.