Don't Love Me Again
Pregnant

A pair of lovers glanced sharply at me, making me feel uncomfortable being outside the house.

But I could not do what I chose to duck and ignore they were still right in front of me staring intently at me and some evil words began to say I heard in my ear

" look at me who, I am if I am a mother gamungkin will arrive I look rich he, when he came to this place mace make good clothes what. Just a capital negligent same hijab bergo aja rich mother mother home so use cooler and better look"

" sttt shut up, baby! Yes gamungjin dong my girl, I just so rich so home-based so many times do healing or if you don't have a cool outfit"

They chuckled subconsciously that their conversation sounded so loud in my auditory canal

My heart was torn again to hear the words of young people who looked at me.

Inspiration that began to feel uncomfortable in the lap wriggling and crying as tight as it was.

I, who was also uncomfortable with a pair of young men, decided to go to the cafe, because there must have been a more enclosed space and to treat my longing for memories of the past when my friend and I went to a cafe that provided wifi to do some schoolwork.

I who was sitting on the cafe chair ordered a drink, the inspiration that had begun to calm down the more I saw him with a swing that would meninabobokan.

" this is the order"

Reprimanded one of the cafe waiters who brought my order to the table.

" yes, thank you"

I implied a smile to the waiter who then left after returning my smile.

Slowly I started sipping my drink

" thank God, it's so fresh this juice tastes"

I stared at the entire contents of the cafe wearing a contemporary outfit, while I stared at all the clothes that were attached to my body

" the body is covered only by a long negligee and a white sweater and a black veil. Mother other mother ko can yes while taking care of her body and face let alone uda has a rich child she"

I grunt in my heart while watching a mother who also brought her child and husband, but the outfit we wear is very much different

" there's something more different than all this, my husband's not accompanying me right now. Where he is now I'm afraid he's why he's on the street"

I who are tired of carrying the inspiration that wakes up and sleeps again without lowering it from the sling better choose to go home.

Soon I stood up to leave but..

" centarrrr..."

The sound of a glass that fell because it was dragged by the legs of the inspiration that dangled made many pairs of eyes highlight because of the loud sound earlier.

" astraghfiruallah.."

Immediately I picked up the glass that was lying on the wet floor because of the spillage of the remaining orange juice

A waitress came up to me so kindly without anger she helped me wipe away the remaining juice

" mom, let me go"

Sweep it with a smile

" gausa mba let it be, all this because of my carelessness earlier mba sorry"

I apologized while calming the crying inspiration that woke up from the noise earlier

" already mba, his son nangisloh if he wants to go out mba can come out ko this just needs to be dipel aja"

" thank you mba, do I have to compensate for the price of this glass?"

" no need to break it"

" well excuse me first, I say thank you as much as possible mbak"

" yes..."

The waiter's smile further encouraged me to remain calm even though there were still a few glances of eyes accompanying my footsteps out of the cafe

" isshh basic if gabisa keep the child when taken to a public place mending at home! Someone else is doing it!"2

Once again my heart was torn apart on the same day. Not everyone looks at me that way but why today I feel that being a housewife is not an easy thing

I took a deep breath neutralizing all the bad things that happened earlier so as not to return I remember because they were not important!

While waiting for the push of the door from the person about to enter someone patted me on the shoulder from behind

" windiii.. You windikan? The most popular student was at Nusa Bangkakan High School?"

Greet a woman dressed in neat clothes with a maroon blazer and a knee-length black skirt and beautiful dangling long hair.

" aah I'm windi you ...?"

I try to remember the face in front of my body. A familiar face but to say his name seems like I was struck by forgetting

" who am I..? Try inget dong win! The time you forgot sii..?"

" aaa really forgot but you're my classmate right?"

" come on, I'm sin...."

" ohh uda has not been dikususin you asked, right? Aaaa Sinta has not met for a long time.. "

I hugged the sexy body tightly by putting aside the position of inspiration.

" yes, it's been a long time, fortunately you fell in a glass if you don't, I know if it's you"

" hehehe yes was the nagging feet of my son who was sleeping"

" this is your son? So handsome..!! Cute again, what age?"

Sinta started to open the chair for me to sit right by the door

" yes it's only been a year, it's really nice of you, hehe,,,"

Looks very neat clothes and also looks the aroma of money stored behind the clothes he wears

" yes the name is also win office work, how do you? Work or just rich gini win?"

" yeah gitudeh sin used to take a job to nerusin papa company but because there is already a husband, he gangeizinin I make work again and he wants to replace my position"

" oh that's a win, but it's a pity that you pinter. But if it's the husband's business, then gabisa be evicted again"

" what if you have a partner?"

I went back to Sinta

" there was no hehe now..."

" how do you mean, Sin? Boong really if you gapunya couple, we are beautiful and you are also a career woman. Who the hell is playing with you? If I was a guy I'd chase you to death sin"

My laughter was implied without force after finding a friend that I had not seen for so long

" had you won, keep doing it. Always trying to get someone else"

" her name is also windi"

Yes, in my mind I think it is true that I always want to see others happy but without knowing my current wounds, indeed who would care about the seriousness of housewives is normal and certainly many other housewives who even live a more difficult life than me.

" i'm actually a win widow, I just got divorced a few months ago"

" i'm so sorry, I'm sorry, sorry.."

" gapapa win even I like to be able to tell the same story as you, I gapernah want a story about this anyone. But when this is with you I want to tell you everything because you're the only place the story is most comfortable for me and must have leaked from the past"

" you can do it! Yauda let's just tell me all out for your unek here!"

" so actually my ex-husband loved me a lot but the last few months I felt something strange about him.."

" weird how's sin?"