
After almost all these years I took care of my mother and eventually my mother got worse. I was in a coma for several days and contacted my brother who was in Jakarta and my father but who came here only my brother did not come for various reasons. I don't know if only you know why I don't like him too much when you're sick you never pay attention.
That's what sometimes makes me hate with my father the pain in the heart can not be lost well maybe with the passage of time I can cure this heartache to him.
On that day precisely during the day my mother fell asleep until it was a little afternoon I tried to wake her up but there was no response from her then I took my mother to the hospital here I started to panic me trying to call my brother who is in Jakarta I called my sister who is a girl because she is the oldest brother and I also tend to be more familiar with her.
"Mba's hallo."
"What's wrong with Lan?"
"Mothers enter the hospital mba mother comatose, mba can come to banjarmasin and brother can also come here" I said.
"Today Iya Lan went to Banjarmasin"
After I finished calling my brother I was in the pangil by doctor soudari Wulan please come in.
"My mom why doc?."
"Mother Mba experienced a breakdown of blood vessels which resulted in mother Mba Wulan coma and unconsciousness."
"Keep what to do doc, there is no hope of recovery" I asked in tears.
"We will try our best, Mba Wulan continues to pray for the recovery of Mba Wulan's mother"
hearing the doctor's words, my heart was unstoppable, the tears that I could endure, the immense sadness that I felt at this moment made the doctor stand up and try to calm me down.
"Prophey yes mba, mba must be strong and put everything to God" while holding my shoulder
"She doc thanks"
I came out of the doctor's office and went to the ICU. There I saw my mother lying weakly with oxygen in her nose, infusion tubes, and electrodes placed on her chest. I went up to her and held her hand and said something.
"Strong mother well mommy must be healed Lan kangen same mother we chat again like I used to joke again well mom, oh yes mom sister this afternoon come see you here mom healed well"
although there was no response from his body, but when I said that my brothers would come my mother let out tears even though her eyes were closed, it seemed that my mother heard what I said.
I fell asleep sitting beside my mother holding her hand, I began to sleep and dream of my mother coming in my dream with a white shirt she smiled I approached her but mother tried to get away and get further and flew towards a very bright light I was shocked and when I woke up I saw the monitor next to my mother's mattress, the movement was normal, and I was grateful that it was just a dream.
The day began at night my brother did not come until my phone rang.
"Hallo Lan Mother in what room?
"Kenanga's room in ICU."
"Yes mba."
my sister turned off her phone, before long all my brothers came and immediately hugged my mother who was lying in bed, again my mother let out tears I saw my mother's condition became very sad and hope my mother quickly realized.
Mba Ningsih went out to see a doctor to ask about my mother's condition.
Not long after the monitor screen sounded, I panicked and immediately met Mba Ningsih who was still in the doctor's room.
"Mba's mom" I said while crying
hearing my doctor and my brother's words, I went out and saw my mother's condition, the monitor kept ringing with the line moving down, downhill, when the doctor took care of my mother, it wasn't long before the monitor went off when I heard that sound, and all my sisters and I went inside, right, on the screen showed a long flat line me and Mba Ningsih went straight to the mattress and hugged mom while crying.
One of my brothers was taken to the room by a doctor and told me the cause of my mother's death.
with a sad look we all let go of the mother for good, the doctor began to remove all the tools attached to the mother's body and cover the mother's body with a cloth.
With the sound of the ambulance accompanying the delivery of my mother's body to the funeral home, along the way me and Mba Ningsih were unceasingly shedding tears.
In front of the bench was installed a green flag and a whiteboard containing the name, the hour of death and the age of my mother, in front of the house there were also neighbors who installed tents and also benches, and the, some residents have also prepared equipment to bathe my mother. incidentally my mother died at 23.30 pm and will be bathed at 07.00 am, my sister and I prepare equipment for the funeral of the mother.
My brother came to my family's funeral complex, the location was quite far about 40 minutes if the road was smooth that night my brother went to the grave attendant and took care of all the funeral necessities.
Me and all my sisters started to read surah yasin beside my mother's body, until the morning began to come, we all prepared toiletries for my mother's body, she said, incidentally my brother and I also bathed my mother for the last time, while my brother's wife in the kitchen with neighbors prepared food for tahlilan later.
Mothers who used to bathe the corpse had come, we also prepared to bathe the body of the mother, while bathing my mother and my brother tried not to cry or shed tears.
After being bathed and pardoned I saw my mother's body seemed very clean and beautiful unlike when my mother was sick.
The body was carried by ambulance to the burial place which was quite far from home, because in that place grandfather, who was, my grandmother and my Grandmother's grandfather were buried there so we buried my mother there.
Finally we arrived at the cemetery the body of the mother was raised using the coffin of the brother and the villagers helped lift it and finally reached the excavation hole, after that brother went into the quarry to welcome the body of the mother when the body of the mother was covered with the ground I could not resist the cries of my sister also hugged me, the pain and sadness that I felt when my mother left me when she left me forever, this is what it feels like to be with the person we love.
Seriate.
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These photos are original photos that I managed to capture when mom was not there 😢