I'm Single Mom
ASM 14's

Today, Bu Sekar's rice shop is quite crowded. While I was helping with cooking, suddenly my stomach felt heartburn.

" Why Sa?"

Apparently, Ma Sekar has been watching me since.

" You want to give birth?" Tanya Bu Sekar started to panic.

I just shook my head as a sign that I didn't know.

I try not to panic. I slowly tried to catch my breath and let it out slowly as well.

" Don't panic Salsa, everything's gonna be fine." Hope in my heart.

*

" How is Sa?" Ask Bu Sekar. He is still faithfully waiting for me who occasionally endure pain.

" Let's take you home to pick up your baby gear. Then we go to the hospital."

Mom was trying to help me walk.

" Mom, s-I'm fine. If I may excuse you to go home first."

I was afraid I would have to give birth in the hospital. I don't have enough money to go to the hospital.

All this time I have asked God enough, so that if I can give birth to normal assisted by Grandma.

" You how the hell? Giving birth can't be messed with." Mom is getting angry with me.

" Come!" He's still trying to help me.

" lady... I don't have money to give birth in the hospital." Eventually those words came out of my mouth. My shame is gone.

" I'll bear it all. We're in the hospital now." The order of Bu Sekar is a little pushy.

With great difficulty I finally obeyed Bu Sekar's request.

Now we have arrived at the mother's house. Carefully I walked into the house.

The bag contains baby equipment and my needs have been prepared.

Bu Sekar arranged all the maternity equipment into the car, while I went to Aminah's grandmother's house. I don't want Grandma Aminah to worry if I don't tell her later.

" Assalamu'alaikum hospital.."

Many times I said greetings, but there was no reply from Nek Aminah.

" Where is Grandma Aminah? Is it working?"

" Sa, come!" Shouted Bu Sekar.

I immediately approached Bu Sekar.

" Wait what else?"

" I want to tell my grandmother I'm open, she's afraid she'll be anxious."

" Titip order with your neighbors, there are mothers." Bu Sekar pointed to a young woman who was standing on the side of the road.

The car started to go slowly and stopped for a moment right in front of our neighbor's mother.

I lowered Bu Sekar's windshield, "Where is Salsa going?" Ask neighbor.

" Mom, I send a message to Grandma Aminah to give birth to the hospital."

" Oh yes, I'll tell you later. Hopefully smooth and healthy huh.."

I assure the prayers of our neighbor's mother. The car is now headed to the hospital. I noticed that Ms. Sekar, though not young anymore, was still agile in every way.

It didn't take long before we finally arrived at the hospital. Ms. Sekar took care of all the administration, while I was told to sit back and wait for my name to be called.

I unceasingly spoke dhikr in my heart. Honestly, because it was my first experience, there was a tremendous sense of fear. If Nek Aminah can accompany me to give birth, maybe my nervousness can be slightly reduced.

" Mother Salsabila.."

My name was also called. With great difficulty I walked slowly towards the examination room.

Before actually entering, Ms. Sekar gave me an injection of spirit,

" The spirit! I'm sure you're capable."

" Thank you so much for your prayers buk." I hugged Mom now. It is like a child's embrace of his mother.

Now that we were separated, I entered the delivery room, while Ms. Sekar was waiting for me in front of the delivery room door. My heart is beating fast. Cold sweat flooded my body.

" Oh Allah... I want everything to be okay." My prayer in my heart.

I began to rub my body in the delivery room. A nurse came to check on the preparation of labor that will take place.

" His husband doesn't come, Mommy?" Ask the nurse without fear of me being offended.

" O e-Anu, my husband is dead." Reply slowly.

" Oh sorry, ma'am. I didn't mean to..." The nurse felt bad for me.

Akmal, I'm sorry if I thought you were dead. It's all for our good and it's also one of your requests to me to hide my baby's father's identity.

I started to feel an incredible heartburn. The doctor came and told me to get ready. I was also briefed to be more understanding in giving birth normally.

My hands have been attached to the infusion, he said as an energy booster. I have pushed many times, but my baby did not come out yet. My vision began to blur, death as if it was in plain sight. I also became sleepy.

" Oh Allah... I'm not strong anymore. I'm resigned, God..." My words are weak helpless.

" Mrs Salsa," my face was patted several times by the nurse making my consciousness return.

" Come on Salsa, the baby's coming out. Take a breath and then exhale."

I immediately followed the orders of the doctor who handled my labor.

" Yuk please push like we're going to defecate, don't say yes." the doctor ordered gently and patiently.

" Bismilbornrahmanirrahim..." I started to exert all my strength.

Oe.oe.oe.the cry of the baby fills this maternity room. I heard the doctor and the nurse say Thank you.

Sister immediately took care of my baby. While I was handled by the doctor.

Thankfully, everything went according to my plan. It turns out that God will not make it difficult for his servant who is still trying.

My baby is female. His face is similar to Akmal. His nose, his eyes, all belong to Akmal. Afraid my baby won't be recognized by his own father?

Squeeze the cheeks soft reddish.

Unknowingly the water dripped back. My feelings are mixed. There is sad also happy.

" Don't be sad anymore, your baby is born safe." Ms. Sekar rubbed my shoulders encouraging a new mother like me.

*

We can go home today. I'm still thinking about my grandmother, she must be thinking about me.

" We go home to Mom, yeah. A newly born mother cannot stay alone."

I feel bad to refuse Bu Sekar's request, but I also do not want to bother Bu Sekar too often. I was afraid that it would become a debt Budi could not afford.

" Mom, thank you so much for all the kindness of my mother. But I don't want to bother mom too much. Let me stay in my own house."

Bu Sekar did not respond to my words, he was just a beard.

Hopefully Ms. Sekar does not hurt my rejection.

We have arrived at my mother's home. But I feel comfortable living here without anyone.

I walked carefully while holding my baby, a baby with Akmal.

While Bu Sekar carries a bag containing my equipment and my baby.

I put my beautiful baby on the floor. Next I opened the window of this house so that the air can enter and not stuffy.

Ms. Sekar is still playing with my baby who sleeps. I understand the feelings of Bu Sekar, until at an age that is no longer young, she has never been pregnant or a mother.

" A, uh,"

" Yes ma'am." I approached sitting next to Bu Sekar.

" Can I take care of your baby?"

Duh, it turns out that the goodness of Bu Sekar there wants like shrimp behind the bakwan eh wrong behind the stone.

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