A Mother's To Your Child
SIUA 1 Surprise
Mother's To Your Child (1)
Salma walked with a happy heart. She had just checked herself into the gynecologist after finding out she was pregnant. A smile always adorned her face as she imagined her husband would be happy with the news she brought.
"Ical must also be happy because he will be a big brother." murmured Salma remembered the 6-year-old boy. His name is Faisal Ramadhan. However, it is called Ical.
The handsome boy who was very active always asked when he would have a sister like his other friends. Not even reluctant to ask for a sister as a gift on her birthday next Sunday.
"God's Insha, baby." That was the only answer Salma could give.
The son of his husband and ex-wife was indeed quite close to Salma. He even made the two closer and became husband and wife.
Salma is a kindergarten teacher at Faisal's school. In addition to being the youngest teacher and still single, he is also very liked by children because it is friendly. Salma herself loves children.
Not only Faisal, the other children were very close to Salma. Ever in the early days of marriage, Faisal seemed to be Salma's bodyguard. She feels she has Salma because she is her mother. However, after being given understanding, he also wanted to let other children close to him again.
" May you complete our happiness, dear." Prayers and best wishes for the fetus that is still five weeks in his womb.
Tonight, the house looks empty. Faisal stayed at the home of his mother Rama, or Grandma Ical.
Salma whose mood was still in the flowery, immediately prepared a more special dinner. Thank you for having a child present in their midst.
After one year of marriage, finally he can answer the question of people who are always curious whether he is pregnant or not.
The happiness that feels comes after a long time because Rama who is now her husband is her first love in High School. Love in silence. Which he keeps in his heart.
In fact, the dream can be coupled with his first love was brought by Faisal himself. Little angel thirsting for love. The mother who left him when he was one year old.
Rama's economic condition worsened at that time, making Dewi ask for a divorce and move to another more established heart and can fulfill his hobby of shopping. Even with his strength he left Faisal who still needed ASI and the affection of a mother.
After everything was neatly arranged on the table, Salma covered it with a serving hood. He himself soon passed to cleanse himself. His body was sweating because the cooking made him uncomfortable.
Salma continued to pay attention to the test pack showing line two while smiling. She began to include everything related to her pregnancy in a red box decorated with gold ribbons.
In addition to the testpack, Salma also included a pink book, a mandatory book that pregnant women have. The book contains a track record from the beginning of pregnancy until the child will be five years old.
It seems Salma was impatient to fill the book with the growth and development of her fetus.
After her card was ready, and she had cleaned herself, Salma moved from the room to a room right next to her.
Seeing the door slightly open, Salma intended to go straight in. However, when she was about to touch the door handle, she heard her husband mention the name of the Goddess.
" You know the Goddess, I still love you so much..."
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Hearing the words of her husband, Salma's hand finally stopped to open the door.
" Why can't you hold on for a while and wait for me to improve our economic situation. If only you would survive, maybe we could live happily with our son...,"
A tear soaked his cheek. Which wife is not sad when with her own eyes she hears her husband still loves the ex.
He keeps asking you. However, you never once poked at my request.
But, after I married Salma, she no longer asked you. He has already got the love from his mother.
Because Ical I finally want to remarry. His sparkling eyes with Salma made me want to go back to the wedding gate.
Yeah, just because of Ical. Because up to this point I haven't really been able to love her. You are still in my heart. You have hurt me. But, stupidly me, I still can't hate you..."
" Hix...Hicks .."
Salma leaned her body against the wall. His chest felt on a large rock. Stuffy. So suffocating.
Not wanting to be caught eavesdropping, Salma could only hold back her tears. It even closed its mouth so that Isak's cry was not heard.
" You're evil, Mas. How can you say that. What has been your good attitude all along? Is it all just a falsehood or just in return for you because I can make Ical happy?," said Salma softly in her tears.
Unable to linger on hearing the words further from her husband, Salma immediately ran towards her room.
He ran to the bathroom and locked it from the inside. His crying is getting louder. Salma evaporated her disappointment. She feels like a stupid woman.
One year of undergoing a marriage that he thought in the landasi love is in fact just wishful thinking. Her husband was just pretending. Even when she had given her most precious crown, it turned out that love was not in her husband's heart.
Salma smiled miris. This harmonious relationship turned out only for Faisal's sake.
Salma stared at the box she was originally going to give to her husband. He wanted to surprise her by giving her the box. However, now she is shocked by the confession of her husband that she accidentally heard.
" You're evil, Mas." Salma lowered her head as she continued to wipe away her inexhaustible tears.
" Dear, forgive Mother." Salma rubbed her still flat stomach.
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" Dear, what event is this?" asked Rama to Salma as he looked at the unusual menu.
Tumpeng rice and various side dishes became their dinner menu this time.
" Oh this, try it out." Salma took the plate and brought dinner for her husband and placed it in front of her husband.
" I'm trying to make rice tumpeng. Ical asked me to make rice tumpeng on his birthday. He said he wanted me to make it. So I tried to cook it first. This is the first time I've cooked rice. So, we have a lot to learn." Speech that is not entirely a lie. Although initially she made rice tumpeng it for a small thanks for her pregnancy.
" Your cooking is always good." Praise Rama after tasting one mouthful.
" Alhamdulillah then."
If I hadn't heard your confession earlier, I might be blossoming at the moment to hear your praise, Mas Rama. Inner Salma.
" Oh yeah, your eyes are so big why? You're crying?,"
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