I'm Single Mom
ASM 39'S

That's a soul mate, not to be guessed. Although I chased him to the middle of the ocean, even though I asked him to come back to me, even though I cried blood though, if not a soul mate yes not a mate. And I have to accept the consequences of this.

" Buk, it's here." The driver's voice surprised me.

" Eh, yes sir." I took out a hundred thousand bills, a thousand,

" Just come back for you." I smiled friendly.

With my stomach growing, I entered the clinic. Waiting queue.

" Mother Salsabila.."

Ah, finally....

I breathed a sigh of relief. Meeting doctor Ely made my heart dag dig dug. Doctor Ely is Akmal's friend, he told me a lot about Akmal. He would be surprised if I came here alone.

And.the door is opened. There's doctor Ely's sweet smile.

" Hey Salsa.... Where's Akmal?" greet doctor Ely kindly.

I returned the sweet smile of Doctor Ely. We shake hands with each other.

" Hi doc... I'm busy working." Answer's clumsy. Lying for good may be better.

" You're a messy huh?" Doctor Ely looked at me in wonder.

" What time is doc?" I pretended not to believe. I honestly felt my weight drop. Even now my hand is just a bone, the effect of too much thought.

Don't want to waste Doctor Ely's time doing an examination on me right away.

" The movement is weakening, you're too stressed dear." Doctor Ely stopped his movements in my stomach.

" Has Akmal and his family hurt you? If so, please ignore them for a moment. Your mind should be fresh, just wait two months. You also have to keep eating intake, do not often do not eat just because it is not appetizing. Remember, your baby depends on you. They're doing?"

Doctor Ely's words are true, the health of my baby is in my own hands, not in the hands of my haters.

after the examination I intend not to go home immediately. I want to take a walk in the mall. Maybe a little shopping, haven't I been pleasing myself for a long time.

I've entered a mall, I started to go around looking, what stuff do I need right now? I decided to go to a place for the sale of sandals and women's shoes. I started choosing, what slippers I need right now. While being engrossed in choosing, accidentally my ears heard a noise from behind. They seem to be busy choosing what they want.

It was like there was a little fight between them.

Yes. I finally found a slipper that fit my needs. My choice fell on a thin and light black sandal. Very sweet on my feet.

When I was about to turn around accidentally my eyes stared at the couple who were in a fuss because of their choice.

Uh. My heart seems to want to explode. It turns out that the lovers are... Akmal and Zaskia.

" Mother..."

Akmal saw me too. That call. I swear, I miss you!

Akmal approaches, "why are you here alone?" Akmal greeted me kindly. However, I can't be like Akmal yet. My heart wound has not healed. It turned out to be that easy as Akmal moved on from the failure of our marriage.

Beyond my expectations, Zaskia came to Akmal. He immediately held Akmal's hand like he wanted to show me affection.

" Mom want to disturb my future husband?" Sneaky.

Akmal's eyes grew bigger, maybe he was surprised to hear the words of innuendo that I addressed for both of them.

" Would you get angry?" I challenged them both.

" Have that mouth on guard huh, mbak." Zaskia was angry, and her hands began to point at my face.

" Have self-esteem in mind... Let's not like people's husbands. Oops.. errat! Ex-man." I smiled, leaving them.

There's no point in taking care of them. There I was sick again. Now my happiness, El and my baby candidates are more important than thinking about their feelings.

Finished paying for the groceries, I rushed home, afraid El was angry because I stayed with Grandma for too long.

*

Now I'm getting used to having days without Akmal, just like I used to. If I could be strong in the first place, then what difference would it make? I used to live from nothing, now I breathe a little, although my son will be reborn without the affection of his father, at least his fate will not be as sad as El used to be. At least we can live in a comfortable house, although I have to let my husband marry my sister, more precisely with the woman of his mother's choice.

If I was selfish I could have asked Akmal to choose us, but I had to be ready to take El back to life on the road. And I don't want that to happen again. I want El to live like any other kid. I also want El to get a facility that is much more comfortable than I used to be. For me, the hurt of my feelings is no more a problem than the wound of my son being troubled and suffering.

My heart is beginning to contract. Some equipment I've prepared. I have also given understanding to El so that he would like me to stay a few days with Grandma. I asked Feni to accompany me, so that someone would take care of my baby and accompany me while in the clinic.

I also ordered a taxi online.

The pain I felt began to feel often. This means that labor will soon happen.

After my online taxi order arrived we immediately rushed to my subscription clinic, doctor Ely.

We have arrived, some nurses help me, maybe they pity to see me coming alone without being accompanied by a husband.

Doctor Ely did not forget to encourage, until the last second I was about to give birth, there was a figure of a man I knew. Akmals!

Yeah, Akmal was talking to doctor Ely.

How did Akmal know I was here? Who told Akmal that I wanted to give birth? My rocks are busy tasting themselves.

Doctor Ely and Akmal came up to me, "Salsa, I'm sorry I told Akmal that you're here to give birth."

I just nodded. The heartburn that came made me unable to speak much.

" You mind?" Doctor Ely asked, feeling bad.

" You're not legally divorced, because you're pregnant." Obviously doctor Ely.

" Well or not that doesn't matter to me doc. After this child is born, the divorce will still happen. I think it's much better." Answer weak.

Now that Akmal was standing on my head, doctor Ely and several nurses started giving instructions so that labor could run smoothly.

I started pushing with all my might. In the third Ejanan, the sound of crying babies filled this delivery room..

There was a sense of relief, because I managed to bring out my fruit of love for the second time.

I saw Akmal rubbing the corner of his eye, maybe he was moved to see my struggle.

Akmal, complete already our son, there is El who is female and there is his sister El who is male. Which favor of God do you want to deny again?