I'm Single Mom
ASM 15's

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?"

I was surprised to hear Bu Sekar's request.

" Can you still get pregnant, while mom? Mother is not perfect" said Bu Sekar sad.

How can I give my baby to someone else? While I took pains to keep her growing in my womb. My school, my ideals were ruined because of him, but I have no regrets at all. I love him even though we have never met him face to face. Even my love was greater to him than to myself.

" How is Sa?" Ma Sekar urged me.

I shook my head, "mom can go home now."

" You threw me out? You don't remember the.."

" I remember the kindness of my mother. Very very remembered. But you can't ask for what you want."

" I'm not asking, if you want I can pay whatever you want."

My anger culminated in hearing the arrogant speech that came out of Bu Sekar's mouth.

" Go now!" Banish me out loud.

This whole life is the first time I've ever been angry with someone.

" Basic people don't know in profit, sorry I've helped you. Remember yes, I will come to collect all your labor costs."

Ms. Sekar threw a note at me and left my house.

I was crying alone.

" God, why is your temptation bound for me? Is it because I'm a sinner?" Wail me.

My little three-day-old baby was crying, but I no longer cared.

I'm so tired...

" salsa... When home? That's your baby crying just left alone." Nek Aminah is holding my baby.

I still cry alone. Now I'm at the lowest level so I can't control my emotions.

" dear... Cup.cup.cup..." Nek Aminah cuddles an innocent baby who is crying.

After my baby calmed down, Grandma Aminah immediately made milk for my baby.

My baby is now asleep again.

" What are you doing?" Nek Aminah combed my messy hair very carefully and gently.

" You can't be stressed, then your ASI will not be smooth. Poor right?" Nek Aminah advised gently.

" Granny understands, you're just starting out as a new mom. But you also have to understand, your son is very dependent on you."

The words that came out of my grandmother's mouth were like vitamins to me. I feel like I'm back to living a new life with my baby.

" Have you prepared a name for him?"

Again I can only shake. Where did I forget to prepare my baby's name?

" From today to the next two months Grandma wants you to do nothing but take care of your baby."

I glared at my grandmother's words, if I just sit around taking care of my baby, then who will do all this?

" Granny will help you as much as Grandma's strength can."

I was so moved by the kindness Grandma always gave me.

*

When the neighbors came home, I intended to unload my savings.

" What do you want, Sa?" Ask grandma astonished.

I smiled at Grandma. I started to put the money I rolled into a small pipe and I put it in a few cans.

" Your savings?"

I just nodded with a smile, "help me get out of the pipette huh, grandma."

We started opening one by one. Money gathered into one. There are fractions of a thousand, two thousand, five thousand, ten thousand, twenty thousand, fifty thousand and last one hundred thousand.

" Do you believe in Grandma?"

" Sir, if the evil grandmother has long since Grandmother harmed me. Aye right?"

We look at each other. We have no blood ties, but our relationship is much thicker than blood.

" Thank God, there are seven million rupiahs in total." Grandma smiled happily.

Another thing with me that looks moody. I recalled the words of Ms. Sekar who asked me to return the cost of my labor.

" Hey, what else do you think?" Grandma's voice surprised me.

I showed a note containing the cost of hospital delivery to Grandma Aminah.

" What's with this note?" Ask Nek Aminah, it seems that the youth do not understand.

"I have to reimburse the cost of three million rupiah to Bu Sekar,nek. If not..." I cannot continue my words.

" If not..?" Grandma can't wait for the continuation of my story.

" Otherwise Ms. Sekar intends to exchange for my baby. Huhuuu .." My tears broke in Nek Aminah's arms.

" It's so brazen that woman named Sekar. From the beginning my grandmother had suspected that she was not sincere in helping you. You calm down, don't mind much. Tomorrow's grandma's gonna be collar carrying this money. You don't have to be afraid your money runs out, remember love money we can find together but if your baby? Your baby can't be exchanged for money. You understand what Grandma means, right?"

I never thought that Grandma was the person who cared about me the most.

" God, thank you for sending me the angel-hearted man."

As the night grew late we finally decided to go to sleep. For a moment I forgot all the burdens that were piling up on my head.

*

" Ibu...."

I woke up from my sleep. It turned out to be a dream.

" Sa, why? Dreamy?" Grandma asked, the young man was surprised to hear my screams.

" Mother's dream." Sad answer.

" When your baby is a little big, try to go home. Meet your parents, grandma sure they're gonna miss you."

"I looked at Grandma, hesitating to go back to that house. I came home not alone but with my baby

" fear? Don'tbeafraid. No parent has a grudge against his or her own child. Sometimes even the presence of your baby becomes a bridge to establish friendship with family. Trust me, grandma!"

I smiled, Grandma always made me calm. My baby's still fast asleep. He is not fussy, most crying only when his diaper is wet and wants to suckle. " Thank you deck, uda is very good with mom. Tomorrow if ade uda big little we go home yes to grandma's house." My whisper in my son's ear.

Today Grandpa Aminah went to the market early in the morning. The plan is we will do among-among(a simple thanksgiving event by distributing rice to the neighbors.)

While I take care of my baby and myself. There is happiness I cannot say when I see my baby crying or sometimes smiling in his sleep. I am proud to be a mother.

*

Nek Aminah was busy in the kitchen. I feel sorry for Nek Aminah, her wrinkled body is not a barrier to keep helping me.

" Uda ready, grandma?" I went to the Aminah Grandpa who was wrapping the among-among rice.

" Thank God already. What's your baby's name, Sa?"

" Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, Elmeera Fathina Akmal, meaning noble daughter, intelligent and also perfect." I pinned his father's name at the end as a reminder that he was the son of someone named Akmal.

" Duh, my grandmother's tongue could roll calling your son's name." Kelakar granny.

I laughed at Grandma's joke.

Mother, give you a beautiful name. Later mother wants you to be a smart child, be a noble child is also perfect, not following in the footsteps of the wrong mother.