Complicated (Sick When You Love Your Own Big Brother)
Grief News
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After the incident, now inevitably Ares uses ice cubes to compress the handwork of Mila earlier on his cheek.
Ares continued to stare at Mila sharply from behind her desks if it wasn't for Mila making the big project happen. Ares must have thrown this woman far away from her face.
“So how will you be responsible for this problem?” Ask Ares to Mila.
Mila had only been able to bite her lower lip, she felt regretful about her hands that were so complex slapped Ares' face, “Jawab!” Ares's snapping at Mila.
“Sorry sir, I've already apologized sir,” Mila replied, pleading with Ares.
“Sorry - sorry, you if I call the police, I have this visa arrested you!” Press Ares, which makes Mila even more grimace to hear it.
“Already Res, luu too, why women should be fought.” Tegur Bayu, who felt that Ares was excessive.
“Can't, this must be -“
Dreetttt,, dreettt, the ringtone of the incoming call sounded so loud, making Ares' sentence stop and stare towards Mila with a look of disbelief.
“Mother,” muttered Mila, then looked towards Bayu.
“This is my Mother Sir, it looks like my Mother would like to say thank you to Mr.” His exclamation was full of smiles, and seemed to forget that he was currently being scolded by Ares.
“Lift Mil,” pinta Bayu, feel the feeling of how the assessment of his food taste from Mila's mother.
“Good Sir.” Mila, who looked so happy, and immediately picked up her phone call.
“Hallo, Mom,” greet Mila, when she has shifted the green icon on her phone.
Mila changed her expression when she heard someone else's voice from her mother's phone.
“Mil,” reprimand Ares with full emphasis. Because again - again, Mila does not appreciate it while talking and even coolly picked up the phone.
“Ssttttt,” Mila told Ares to shut up first, so she could hear the voice of the person talking across there.
“Hallo, why?” Ask Milla again.
“Aaaapppppaaaa?” Shouted Mila, so loudly. Followed by a body that knelt on the floor, making Bayu who had been smiling, now shocked and approached towards Mila.
“Mil, are you okay?” Ask Bayu with worry.
Ares, who also saw the incident, now stood up from his seat, in order to see clearly what happened with Mila.
“Hahahahhahahahahahhaha,” Mila laughed so loudly, after disconnecting the phone call.
“Mil,” reprimand Bayu again.
“Why him?” Ask Ares to Bayu.
“Hahahahahahah,” Mila kept laughing so hard, that she unconsciously fell in tears. Laughter that covered her sadness.
“Hahahahahah, hisk,hisk,” Mila can no longer cover her pain at this time.
She laughed to cover up the sadness in her heart, she rejected the news she had just delivered.
“Mila.” Call Bayu again, to bring Mila back from the woman's residence.
Mila looked at Bayu with hope. “Can you take me to the hospital?” Ask Bayu.
Without asking anything, Bayu nodded his head slowly, then helped Mila to stand up and drove the woman to the hospital.
Ares, who has not received an answer to his question, now chooses to follow Bayu and Mila to the hospital.
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When they were only half way to the hospital, again - again Mila got the very news - very did not want him to hear, and made himself ask Bayu to speed up the speed of his vehicle.
15-minute drive, with speed mode like Rosi, now the Bayu Car is perfectly parked in the hospital parking lot.
But Mila immediately ran first, followed by Ares behind her. “Momuu,” cried Mila, when she reached a hallway that showed several nurses pushing a bed containing patients who had been covered by cloth.
Making himself closer to Mila, in order to hold the woman's body if - if the woman falls.
“Mom,” Mila again, and slowly ventured to get closer to the bed that was pushed earlier.
“Mother?” Mila dared herself to open the cloth that covered the face of the corpse.
“Ibbbbbbbbuuuuuuuuu,” cried Mila, when she saw the face of her mother who was behind the cloth.
“Ibbbbuuuu, not Mom, do not stayin Mila Mother, pleasegg, ibuuuuu,” her tears broke, when she saw her mother was no longer able to open her two eyes to see herself.
Mila tried to regulate her breathing, so that her crying would not break, and tried to convince herself that this was just a dream. But again - again he could not.
He could not accept if this corpse before him was his mother. ”Mother, wake up mom, Mila has no one - who else, Mom, if mom goes Mila who's mom?”
“Mother?” Mila rocked - shaking her mother's body but there was no response at all.
And soon, the doctor asked Mila to let them bathe her mother before being handed over to the family.
“Mother,” quietly again, when he saw the bed carrying his mother's corpse had gone away from him.
When Mila's body was about to collapse, Ares prodigiously supported her, the woman who had fought a lot against her. It instantly turned silent. Mila can't stop her crying she's trying not to cry like she promised her mother.
The Flash back On
Mila, who was seen sitting in a chair waiting for her mother to do the chemotherapy, seemed busy with her article looking for drugs - herbal remedies to cure her mother's illness.
“Mila,” call Mustika, when you just finished running Kemonya.
“Mother,” said, turning to Mustika who was now sitting next to him.
Mustika and Mila alike - the same staring towards the room occupied by Mustika was running his camp.
“Mil, tired mom Mil.” Mustika tells Mila his daughter.
Mila turned her head cynically to look at her mother, “capek?” Ask Mila cynically.
“Mother is tired, what else is Mila ma'am? Mila is trying to keep mom healthy and always the same Mila, and Mila will never let mom give up just like that with words - said tired.” Press Mila, who was always angry when her mother lost the spirit to live.
Mustika smiled at the words that came from her daughter's mouth. Even though he had burdened Mila with this disease. But the little boy never complained about trying to get himself well.
“Mil, if mom is gone, you will nangisin mom is not Mil?” Ask Mustika again.
“No,” the answer is firm.
“Promise Mila is not crying and grieving if mom leaves?!” Mustika was very happy to provoke Mila's emotions with questions that would make Mila say something that did not suit her heart.
Mila laughs cynically at her mother's question, “what the hell is Mom, yes no, Mila will not cry, because Mila will never see mother go from Mila's side, Mila will always pray, Mila will always pray, in order for Mila to leave first than mother.”
Mustika smiled at Mila's words, without her noticing that her daughter by the side was shedding her tears.
“Come ma'am, we go home, if later here, ntar Mom says more and more slurred.” Take Mila to Mustika.
“Ayo,” replied Mustika.
Flashback Off
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