Cracks of Love
Go Home to Old Man

Kaila and her three children are now on the bus, crammed into a bench of 3. Kaila only bought tickets for 3 benches. He counted the remaining money. If you buy 4 tickets, then Kaila will be short of money on the way.

Kaila bought 4 packs of rice, mineral water and snacks for the trip. It is not easy to carry 3 children in her condition who are 35 weeks pregnant. She always gave smiles and caresses to her three children. He was trying hard to live this life.

5 Hours of travel makes Kaila's body uncomfortable, very restless. He caressed the pot belly and said in his heart,

'Sayang Mamah will take care of you with his own hands, ' Kaila's inner self.

Eventually Kaila arrived in Tangerang, where her parents lived. 

"Assalamu'alaikum," I said hello.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Kaila?"

My mother was surprised by my arrival, I immediately kowtowed at my mother's feet.

"Mother forgive Kaila, forgive Kaila." I cry because of the guilt I've created. I had imagined how devastated my parents felt when I told them all about Rangga.

“Kaila what's up, don't be like this. Your stomach is big, stand up.” 

Mommy helps me to stand up, honestly this stomach is already heavy. My mother asked me to go into the room, knowing that my body was very tired while my children were taken into my sister's room.

“You why Kaila? what's up?” mother hugged my body, I cried done mother.

“A...aku...” feels very stiff these lips pronounce the words I have arranged in my brain.

“Why dear? Why did you come here alone? you are very pregnant. Why didn't Rangga deliver you?”

My mother was beginning to suspect, because I came alone in a bulging stomach and took my three children.

“Mother..a..I'm divorced with Rangga, Rangga is already talak and he kicked me out.” I cried and bowed, not daring to look at my round eyes.

“Astagfirullah..indeed why Kaila? what the hell is it? Why Rangga talak you?”

My brother just came home and went into the house, hearing the sobs of me and my mother.

“What is this? Why are you crying? Kaila you just arrived? who are you here with?”

I looked at my brother, I immediately hugged him and apologized to him.

“Change, forgive Kaila.” I hugged my brother and apologized to him.

"What are you crying about? Why are you crying too?" ask Abah.

"I divorced Rangga Abah, Rangga talak me and told me to go home" I said.

"What's? why what is your Rangga talak? You sit down, O Allah, your stomach has grown. Astagfirulah..."

My brother's eyes were red, maybe he was in shock when I said I was divorced with my husband. This is what I was afraid of speaking truthfully in front of my parents.

I sat on the edge of the bed between my parents. I didn't stop crying over my fate.

“Tell me Abah, why Rangga talak you?” ask Abahku.

“Excuse dishonest Kaila with Abah and Mommy. Kaila tried to cover this up because she hoped that one day Rangga would come back like the old me who loved me. But my thinking is wrong, he even talak me because of another woman,” I said.

“Rangga dua you?” my mother was shocked to hear his words.

“It has been almost 1 year I covered this, Rangga had an affair with her superior Mother, who is also my neighbor. That woman was so brave to me. I was fooled under the guise, almost every day he gave food but behind that, he took Rangga from me.”

I was crying at my lap.

“They blatantly cheated in front of other employees, even I have seen them making out in the car,” continued I told the bitter days in Bandung.

“Astagfirullah, this heavy problem you are alone for 1 year? why didn't you tell us?” abah said.

“I still expect a moment of change Abah same Rangga, I survive because my children many 3 Abah towards 4. I don't want to be your burden either" I said.

"Kaila, we're your parents. You are not our burden because you are the gift of God given to us. Mother is even more hurt now, because Mother is not beside you when you experience abuse, torture from your husband. And now you are pregnant with her child," said Mother.

"Rangga did not want this child Mother, from the beginning I was pregnant until my stomach was enlarged, she did not care about me. His speech was also rude, Rangga now was no longer the Rangga that used to be when he looked at me, his eyes were like staring at the enemy. I often get harsh words that pierce my heart" I said.

"Rangga's Path..." My abah held back the emotions, his hands were already firmly clenched.

"Kaila, did he ever hit you? answer honestly" asked Abah.

I nodded his head. Mother hugged me tightly, she cried.

"Why is your child treated like this, I gave birth to you, Abah took care of you, never once did this hand float in your body. Very presumptuous of him," Mother said full of emotion.

“Mother..I'm dizzy..” My eyes darken, my body is limp and I'm unconscious.

When I was unconscious, I heard him calling my name.

'Divorce Rangga, if you don't divorce him. You will face me.'

'hihi

'Deliver Rangga, divorce Rangga.'

The voice kept whispering in my ear, I opened my eyes and cried out hysterically.

“No..no...” I close my ears tightly.

“Kaila...Kaila... Istigfar Nak, Istigfar. You are the same Mother, you are not alone anymore.” Mother hugged me, teary eyes, I looked around my brother, my two sisters Albi and Rahmi. They cry to see my condition.

“You passed out dear," said Mother.

“Mother no strange sounds inelelingaku.” I still cover my ears with both hands.

“What sound is Kaila? No sound,” said Mommy.

“Mother, there is a whispering voice in my ear. I asked to divorce Rangga. I will not file for divorce in a religious court. So that they cannot marry. That old woman who destroyed my household. Rangga my first love,” said I hysterically.

“Kaila istigfar Nak,” says mother lirih.

Ever since I went home to my parents. My brain recordings always play out about their infidelity. My life every day is full of painful memories. For 1 year I lasted, cultivating this sense the longer the heavier I felt.

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I have been living with my parents for 1 month and suddenly my stomach hurts. I felt like I was about to give birth soon, ah a day I couldn't imagine. Child's fatherless labor, a man who has no sense of responsibility. This child is proof of your selfishness and arrogance. One day this child is the greatest because he will be raised by the love of his Mom who is me.

“Mother...Mother..” I called mother, because it feels like the child in my womb will soon be out. Mother ran because I was screaming.

“Kaila..Astagfirullah, you are giving birth. We're going to the hospital now. Abah...Albi..”.

Abah and my sister Albi ran, “What's the Mother?”

“Kaila wants to give birth, we have to take Kaila to the hospital immediately. Albi borrowed Armaj's car" Abah said.

While waiting for Albi, my mother rubbed my waist while pondering.

"Hold me dear, Albi is minjam car," said Mother. 

“Mother, Yes Allah is sick,” I cried and then you took my hand.

“Hands gold Abah Kaila.”

God, how grateful I am to have parents who love me. Albi had borrowed a car, they took me to the nearest hospital for my delivery.

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