I'm Single Mom
ASM 28's

" uh. You flirt."

Before leaving, he took a peek at my forehead, "l love you..."

I waved my hand to take off his departure.

" Akmal, may God give smoothness to our good wishes huh.. Amen.." I said in my heart.

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" How long are we gonna be, Akmal?" I'm not impatient.

" A little while, baby... Really onion? Can't wait to see your in-laws?" Ledek Akmal's.

I just smiled, not responding too much to Akmal's words. If he knew my heart.

Akmal stopped his car at a luxury home. " The beautiful house." My inner. This whitewashed house has its yard filled with well-maintained greenery. Surely the owner of the house earnestly took care of this plant so that not a single dry leaf fell down.

" Don't be surprised don't look at my mom's flowers." Akmal can read my mind.

" So you know."

Without knocking on the door Akmal took El into this luxurious house.

As usual, my heart was already racing, cold sweat was flooding my body.

" Don't be nervous, relax, just take a breath." Akmal's message to me.

" Assalamu'alaikum..." We simultaneously say hello.

In the living room there were some people sitting in a relaxed while watching television.

I shook hands with some of Akmal's siblings, and there was a middle-aged mother, who seemed to be Akmal's parents.

" Akmal, who's taking him?" Greet a man with a friendly.

They all looked at me, including the middle-aged woman. He looked at my appearance from head to toe. The difference!

We sat down to join Akmal's other brothers.

" Ma, this is Salsa." Akmal introduced me to his family.

His response was still silent, even a slight smile was indescribable in the look on his face. My feelings are starting to get bad.

None of them greeted El, so that was El in their eyes?

" Sa, that's my brother's name is Dani, he's my first brother,. This one is sister Dewi, second sister and that's sister Selvi, my third sister. I'm the youngest child in the family." Without me asking Akmal to introduce his brother to me.

" Sa, it's good to meet you." Bang Dani.

I just smiled while nodding politely.

El is getting restless, it seems like he is starting to get uncomfortable with the situation in this house. Maybe because the owner of this house is not friendly to us.

" Ma, Akmal is getting married to Salsa."

I saw the middle-aged woman's eyeballs round, as if she could not believe the words that had just come out of her son's mouth.

" You're going to marry a widow?" Ask Selvi arrogantly.

" He's not a widow, brother." Akmal defended me in his brother's quarters.

" If not a widow what is her name when she has children? Girls aren't virgins? Heee." Selvi laughed at me.

" What is that woman who caused you to be a contender to your mother and brother, Akmal?"

The mother-titled woman stood staring intently at her son, while I... Stay down. I realized, a cheap woman like me is indeed no place for them to be a respect enthusiast.

" Ma, Salsa was pregnant with my son nine years ago. And now I want to atone for that sin." Akmal said tired.

Heh. All the Akmal family were shocked.

" Surely the boy is not your son, Akmal. If you want to test your DNA." The advice of the Goddess opened her voice.

Ek gets closer to me, "bun, we go home yuk! El's scared here." His whisper.

" At any minute." I rubbed El's head gently.

" A lot of women are now pregnant whose children, hold accountable to whom." The female syndicate has the title of mother.

I could not bear to hear the ravings of his mother Akmal, my pride had fallen, and now before them my pride was stepped on.

" I'm sorry aunt, sister and brother, don't bother to ask my son for a DNA test, if you see my son, look at his face! Don't you guys see their faces look so much like a pinnacle vak on the other two?" My words are inflamed.

" You..." Akmal's mother pointed at my face.

" How much do you need? Say it and stay away from my sister." Said Selvi arrogantly.

" Nine years ago, I fought on my own without Akmal's help. If now you guys reject my son tieak trouble. I was low, even cheap to be persuaded by aunts, but I also would not let others pay for my pride. Excuse me." I carried El, bringing him out of this thorny palace.

My tears were pouring out, unable to bear the feeling of staying inside the house, begging for blessing.

El looked at me in astonishment, many times he rubbed my tears down. I also don't care how many pairs of eyes look at me in astonishment.

" Bun, don't cry anymore, El promise not to be naughty." Said El sadly.

" No, you're not naughty, baby. Mother's eyes hurt." My lies.

" They were evil, Bun. It made mother cry. El won't come to that house again, bun."

I stopped at a flower garden on the edge of the city, and I walked far away from the rich man's palace.

Fortunately, I bought a pack of rice with fried chicken side dishes and a bottle of drink. I looked for a quiet, cold place, under a shady tree, far away from the passersby.

We ate a pack together, El seemed to understand my condition. He was more silent enjoying his meal. I have lost the desire to eat. Maybe because of the heartache.

I remembered Akmal again, in fact it was not great to oppose his mother and family. I should have fortified the guardrail from the beginning, so as not to get entangled in love with that loser guy. I have so much mirrored my fate.

As the day wore on, I decided to go home by bus. During the trip, El was asleep. I rubbed her face many times, "i'm sorry mom, El. Because it makes your life difficult."

Since meeting Akmal again, not only my heart is tired but my body is also tired. Should I fight Akmal?

It was late at night and we arrived at the bus terminal. It takes fifteen minutes to get home if using the services of a motorcycle taxi. But now it is midnight, there is no longer an object. Inevitably we had to walk, it probably took about forty minutes.

" The el,"

" Yes, mother." He was still half sleepy.

" When we walk, are you strong? It's been night there's no shaky ojek." I tried to tell El.

" It's nothing, bun. El is strong."

Along the way we sang and told stories to relieve the tiredness of the tangling.

" Bun, why didn't you take us?"

" em's... Maybe I'm busy." Said reasoned.

" It's not that dad's banned from being close to us, is it, bun?"

Dugm! My heart is like a rock. It turns out that El is not a child anymore who can be lied to.

" No dong. Yes, don't think bad anymore it's not good. The good thing is to think well of others."

El is just a mangosteen.

" Bun, El's tired."

" Oh yeah, we'll rest here." I decided to take a short break on the side of the hollow road. The streets don't scare me. Nine years ago, I gave my life to the creator.

" Akmal, thank you for making me strong."

El and I were enjoying bread and a bottle of mineral water, so from a distance there was a bright light, the longer the light got closer, who was that figure?