I'm Single Mom
ASM 12's

The night is getting late, there are only the howls of dogs that are mutually disdainful.

" Akmal what are you doing? You know, I'm scared tonight? Without you knowing, me and the baby dede will be someone strong, brave and thick with steel. Don't ever regret it if one day he doesn't acknowledge you as his father." My mind is busy making fun of it.

After feeling tired, I finally fell asleep on my own, clockwise to the number three in the morning.

It's a great fight for our son, Akmal.

*

I woke up early in the morning. Cooking at its best. Washing clothes and cleaning the house like a thing that mothers often do first.

Sure enough, school is the most beautiful time that will never be forgotten.

Am I sorry for my destiny? Yep! Of course I'm sorry. How does. Unfortunately, my mother and father at the time. Even my father hung his dream on my shoulders in order to raise the family. In fact, I can't rely on it at all. I deserve to be disappointed.

Grandma Aminah picked me up, she gave me a big sack and a long piece of wood with a fishing rod-like tip. He said to make it easier for me when picking up used items.

Healthy yes,nek.

We walked down the highway. Sometimes we've opened the trash can to find what we need.

It never crossed my life, if one day I would be a scavenger.

Who does not know me, Salsabila, the smartest student who always holds the general champion. In fact I am not a Doctor, my ideals are destroyed with the growth of life in my womb due to promiscuity.

Miris yes!

" Snake?" Ask nek Aminah.

I'm just smiling. Shame it if you have to complain to this elf mother's hearty old woman.

" When we're tired, we'll rest there." Nek Aminah pointed to a shady tree at the end of the road.

I just nodded and immediately followed in Aminah's footsteps.

The breeze made my eyes look like they were hit by glue.

Without me realizing I had fallen asleep on the green grass without a mat and pillow.

*

I do not know how long I slept, when I woke up I had found a sack of Aminah's nek penih with used items.

" Has sleep? We go home yuk!" Take Nek Aminah while holding a large sack.

We step up occasionally smiling. Before arriving home, we stopped by for a while at a second-hand picker.

My heart felt so slashed, so many second-hand goods belonging to Grandma, it also took me a long time to search and scavenge. But our hard work is rewarded with a very cheap price.

Aminah's net income was only ten thousand rupiah, while I only got three thousand rupiah.

I took a hand at work today. There was a feeling of sadness that I could not describe with words.

" Don't be sad." Nek Aminah said relax.

Nek Aminah is like a chin in my head.

" Tomorrow we'll work again, yeah. May Allah have more sustenance tomorrow."

I just nodded, I don't let Grandma know of my sorrow today.

*

When I got home I cleaned up. It feels so tired.

After the shower I went back to counting the money given by my mother. One million and three hundred more.

How can I prepare for the birth of Dede? Can I buy the equipment? Suddenly my head became dizzy.

I went to the kitchen to find a can that wasn't used anymore. This can I will later use to save my income for savings to give birth later.

I should be able to live frugally. And I believe that in every effort there must be sustenance that God has tucked away for every servant.

Hunger instantly approached me, in the kitchen I only found white rice.

I fill white rice in a dish, not forgetting I sprinkle with salt and I give water as sauce.

I felt like I couldn't put in a bribe for a bribe. My eyes are wet too. Allahs... I must be strong.

*

I don't think I've been in this village for four months. I like so much of the suffering I go through. And Grandma Aminah was the most faithful man beside me in all things.

My age is now seven months old. There are no special celebrations like others do. Especially in this village, the majority when pregnant the first child always held a salutation. And I always get packed rice. The contents are usually rice, noodles, anointing, eggs or chicken, there are crackers also sometimes there are cendol also the dish. Very special of them. What is my power that can do nothing.

At the age of my womb which has been seven months, I have not thought at all to buy the needs of a piece of cloth. Look at your fate, son.

Today I intend to go to work. There's still plenty of time to raise money, for the sake of dede. I'm sure God will give me a way to raise a dede later.

All equipment is ready. Large sacks are also hook wood.

" Bishim... Hopefully today I get a lot."

I went alone without my grandmother. Shame always bothers grandma. I depend on living with my grandmother. I should've helped Grandma, it's upside down.

Without me knowing I've gone too far. Ah, this must be due to walking while daydreaming. I didn't realize it was getting dark. People started to close their homes.

At the end of the road, there was a group of young people sitting by the side of the road

" Oh Allah, may they be good people." My prayer in my heart.

The longer I get closer to them. I walk down. There was a fear so great that it attacked me.

" Hi neng.." Someone among them came over and poked me on the chin.

I threw out this brash guy's hand.

" Don't be rude, yuk play with us." His words are impudent. Laughter from his friends.

" Oh Allah... Please this servant." My prayer in my heart. I think I've been crying.

Now the three drunk men began to approach me and try to hold my hand.

" let go! Please don't be impudent, I never feel that I'm bothering you. Help me!" Saying menhiba.

They were just laughing, maybe for them I was making a joke.

" Sister, did I drop off?" The one who had been silent between them got up from his seat and walked towards me.

" Boyou Rara? Hey bro, this is my brother's friend. He's a new guy here. I'll take you first." This charming-faced man took my hand and told me to get on his motorcycle.

" Ride on the sis." Whispers slowly.

I do so without refuting. Maybe this is a help God has sent me.

" Bro, I'll take Rara first, yeah!" He took off his motorcycle and left his friends who almost harassed me.

I'm still in this young man's motorbike. But there is no fear in the least. I believe he must be a good young man so save me.

" Sister, where's the house?" Her question broke my daydream.

" In the alley of sweet water, bang."

" How far can you go, brother, from where?"

" I'm a scavenger, bang. It was the preoccupation of the road so do not realize that it is far away."

" Next time be careful brother, especially sister is pregnant is not good to be outside the house when magrib arrived." Words remind me.

I stared at the polite young man's back, "I don't want to be outside the house when night falls. But it's circumstances that force me to be like this."

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