The year 2005, which was one of the years that I can't and will never forget in my life, 17 years have passed, at that time I wrote and recorded all the events in my head, I also still remember exactly that time I was still in class 4 in elementary school, and at that time, one of the events that I will never forget in my life, and at that time my mother again and again proved her extraordinary love and affection for me, her struggle and courage meant so much that I could survived until now.
I have suffered from a nervous breakdown since I was a child, and as a result of that disorder it sometimes makes it difficult for me to breathe, and since childhood I was also often taken to the hospital by my mother for treatment, so that with medication to overcome the disorder, sometimes the disorder is not present at all, and sometimes at that time I felt that I had recovered, long story short one day at that time my illness relapsed and I had to be immediately taken to the hospital to get treatment or at least medicine to improve my breathing, unfortunately at that time, to get our health facilities had to travel tens of kilometers, due to the lack of hospitals at that time, we had to go from the village to the city, lucky for some people who have adequate vehicles or at least have enough money to go by public transport car, but all that is very far from what we felt at the time.
My mother was forced to borrow an old bicycle from our neighbors in order to go to the hospital, there was no other choice, my mother did not have enough money to pay for a car for public transport services, let alone to buy a bicycle, just to eat everyday sometimes we had difficulties, how not, at that time my father was forced to migrate to another country, because in our area there was an armed conflict at that time, and to meet the daily needs of my mother selling in the school canteen.
Back to the story of the old bicycle, and finally my mother and I went to the hospital, the distance we traveled was very far, several times my mother had to stop pedaling because her legs felt weak, plus the old bicycle sometimes had problems while traveling, shortly after experiencing obstacles and the obstacles finally we arrived at the hospital and we started queuing to enter the doctor's room, while queuing I saw children my age being bought snacks by their respective parents in the hospital canteen, as small children who did not know anything at that time, I asked to buy it too, then my mother said "Son, we wait we buy it after we finish getting the medicine" and after that my mother immediately turned her body away from my body, instantly my world felt destroyed at that time,not because my mother didn't buy food, but at that time I saw my mother shedding tears and trying to hide her sadness from me, then in my simple language said to my mom "Mom, I don't really like that food, you don't need to buy it", sadly, even I feel that sadness to this day, even as I'm typing this.
Then after that we got the medicine, and I immediately drank it on the spot too, then we went home, on the way my mother stopped and entered one of the places that provided public telephone services to call my father, with the aim of wanting to tell my father that I just took him to the hospital and we no longer have any money, to get in there my mother had to pay an amount I still didn't understand at the time, and sadly, After my mother paid the rent, it turned out that the telephone number usually used by my father could not be reached at that time, and I looked again, with a sad face my mother came out of that place and took the old bicycle, and we continued our journey home, we departed from the morning and we only returned home in the afternoon, THE MOST tiring DAY AND THE MOST SAD DAY.
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Indeed, there are many moments or events that I can't forget, I prefer to tell this incident because it concerns my mother, seeing my mother cry is the most painful thing in my life, maybe all children in this world also don't want that to happen, but at that time I had no choice but to live it through tears.
Finally, I want to say Thank you very much to the great people here, for providing or giving the opportunity so that I can write this story that will never be forgotten, I need to emphasize once again that this is just my past story, I don't want people to pity me. With this story, I am very grateful, even though our current situation is not much different from before, but slowly we are starting to improve our lives in a better direction.
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