Baby Amber
My marriage

I met Ratih two years after working at Bu Sofi's restaurant. Ratih used to be a customer who often came for lunch with his coworkers while he was still working at a company around the city area. Because they often meet, even cross paths when Ratih wants to wash their hands in the sink, gradually there is a feeling of interest in getting to know him further. Although at first I felt embarrassed and hesitant to know him, but in the end Ratih would accept me as a lover with the help of my coworkers.

"When are you going to propose to me, Mom?" ask Ratih at the end of the twilight that time. I'd love to answer tomorrow I'll marry you, but what my day is only a porters washing dishes in a restaurant whose salary can never be enough until the end of the month if not helped by Bu Sofi who often gives food leftovers restaurant for me to take home.

"Prophey yes, Sister. I don't have any money yet." I said softly. Shame it feels like this self who dares to date but has not dared to provide.

"I'm sorry, Mom, Brother. He has not been able to fulfill your request. But if you really want to end your single life, let you marry someone else" I said. It is this kind of cramped and hurt to say such a stupid thing to the woman I love. It's not that I can just give up and give up, but I just realize that I am not able to meet the demands of the girl I love in the near future. While Ratih's parents have been eager to see his daughter together at the temple.

"What's the talk? The same father Mother only asked Mas to come home to propose to me. They agreed and wanted to accept Mas as he was." said Ratih to my surprise.

"Mas, please train. Stay us together. Mom and Dad love you very much. Mas Hadi knows, right?" I nodded confirming Ratih's words. It's true, all this time Ratih's parents really loved me. Even more so after knowing all the stories of my life so far. It wasn't my intention to sell my sad life story to get their sympathy, it was just that I wanted to be frank with them who I really was. Hopefully they will not be disappointed after knowing the ins and outs of my life full of poverty.

"Huh? Saaahhhh .. "compact sounds boisterous the voices of the witnesses present in my marriage and Ratih. Although it was only made sober and only attended by close family, but the event was quite lively and impressed me. The Ratih family financed almost all of my wedding expenses. While I was only able to contribute a little savings that I deliberately set aside for a very urgent need. And a little savings that belonged to my mother that he deliberately kept for me after no longer buying medicine for Ratna, my sister.

"Aaahhh .. I think I miss my little brother so much." I sniffled at the little laugh of my little brother when I came home to play and brought him the citrus fruit that I picked from Pak Kurdi's orchard. Not by stealing I get it. But I'm happy to help Mr. Kurdi clean his garden from the weeds until after that Mr. Kurdi gave citrus fruit as a wage for me.

"Why are you crying, Mom?" rub Ratih on my shoulder. We both decided to stay in a house on a monthly rent. Of course it was all that Ratih paid for it. Sometimes I feel ashamed and have no pride when all my wives spend money.

A few months after we got married, Mr and Ibu Ratih gave capital to us to open a business. It seems that there is no way I will be able to support Ratih with my salary is not much. With my experience working at Bu Sofi's Dining House, and learning a lot from my friends, I finally had the ability in other things. Even though I was only part of the dishwasher, I was able to process food and also make dishes that taste can be acknowledged.

"Maybe it's not our windfall, brother. I am sure that one day we will also hold our children." I said every time I heard Ratih sobbing while longing for the presence of a baby in the middle of our household life.

I always comforted Ratih and hoped that Ratih would not continue to blame his own life for not being pregnant as well until now.

Gradually our efforts are also progressing. Surely with the prayers of our parents, we managed to juggle a simple small food stall into a large restaurant and have employees. Father and Mother Ratih, as well as my mother who now prefers to live alone feel proud and happy to see our success.

"Mom's proud of you, Le. Finally you can find the right companion to accompany your life." said Mother one afternoon when I stopped by to visit after closing my restaurant.

"Thank you very much, Mom. Thanks to Mother's prayer we can also get to this." I hugged the owner of my paradise. However, my mother remained the first woman I loved so much because of her sacrifice for us long ago. My mother no longer has to work hard. Although Mother never wanted us to stay with us for the reason of being more happy and at home even though ugly, but I still took the time to visit her occasionally.

I was lucky to have a coach. He also always reminds me to visit Mom when I forget. Ratih and Mom are also very close. Even Mother never once brought up the child's problems on us. Because I know very well how painful it is every time I am asked about something that is beyond our ability. Just as will, soul mate, fortune, child is also the power of the creator. Which we can't just force to get if it's not for His will.

"Your wife don't get tired, Di. Poor." mother's advice. I know that Mom really wants to hold a grandchild. But what power we have not been able to grant it.

"Yes, Mom." I said goodbye to Mom. This time I could not accompany Mom for long, because my father-in-law suddenly got sick and was rushed to the hospital.