I'm Single Mom
ASM 41'S

" Your shame has broken up? Shouting in front of people's houses this early?" I am full of emphasis.

" I know Akmal's gotta be here. I just want him to come home and not come here anymore."

" If Akmal comes, is there a problem for you?" Means back.

" He's a future husband, ma'am." He was half screaming.

" But he's the father of my children, if you want to marry a man with children then you have to be ready to share time with his children." My heart does not want to lose.

Zaskia seemed to be unable to accept with my words as fast as lightning she swung her hand into the air. He wanted to slap me, I who had nothing to prepare tried to cover my face with my palm.

" Don't hurt Salsa."

Uh. That voice...

Beyond my expectations, Akmal came to protect me.

Akmal's hand swiftly held Zaskia's hand.

" Leasin!" Shouted Zaskia.

From his face it was like pain. Looks like Akmal's grip on Zaskia's wrist is too strong.

Akmal released my sister's smooth white hand. There was a reddish gurat on Zaskia's wrist, a stark contrast to her skin color.

" Never hurt Salsa and my children. If that happens, don't expect any marriage between us."

Akmal's speech made Zaskia's round eyes round like they wanted to jump off her eyelids.

" I'll report you to your mama mas." Snap Zaskia.

" Report! I'm not afraid." Akmal defied.

" Please get out of here." Remove Akmal.

Zaskia stared intently at Akmal. The next second he left my house feeling embarrassed because he had been kicked out by my husband, oops wrong.

I left Akmal still standing glued in front of the door. This half we have become a spectacle of neighbors around my house who are curious about the commotion created by Zaskia.

El met me, from his face he was terrified.

" Aunty's gone bun?" He was looking for a commotion.

" It's a darling. Don't be afraid anymore."

My daughter's pity, I hope she doesn't have any trauma.

Since my baby was still sleeping, I hurried off to take a bath.

I try to relax so that my mind is much fresher.

About fifteen minutes I had finished the bath, I faintly heard the sounds of mutual disdain. I sharpened my hearing, the voices of El and Akmal? What are they talking about?

I immediately put on her clothes and met them in the dining room.

" It's better for me to leave here, than for Aunt Zaskia to be angry with you." El shouted loudly.

" It's none of your business, El. It's dad's business." Akmal Snap.

Akmal seemed to be unconscious, was his mind too lazy to vent on El?

" What are you guys fighting about?" I was trying to mediate between El and his father.

" El hates daddy, bun. I don't like you coming here anymore. El doesn't like them getting angry and keep mistaking the mother." Isak El's. Her tears began to fall.

Uh. It's so sorry my daughter. In order to keep my feelings, he dared to fight with his own father.

Plaque! A slap landed on El's smooth cheek. I was surprised, not expecting Akmal to slap his own son's cheek.

El started crying loudly while holding her cheek.

" So long as El will still hate you.." El ran into the room.

Akmal squeezed his hair.

" What's wrong with El?"

" He's already starting to get big, starting to judge what's good and bad."

Akmal begins to intimidate, "without me teaching him to know his presence is unwanted by his father's family." Sindirku.

" You should have tried to take her heart. In fact you want to teach my daughter violence. Don't blame me if he'll continue to hate you and never consider you his own real father." Jerk me pissed.

Our quarrel stopped when we heard Joseph's cry. I left Akmal alone in the dining room. Calming my baby is more important than anything else.

*

Since there has been a few days of commotion at my house, and it continues with Akmal's departure, the news that I have today is that Akmal is getting married soon. Someone sent me an invitation letter. Now I'm a little calmer, no more pain. I began to surrender to the owner of life.

El gets used to it without Akmal present, I also get used to it without Akmal present.

And Joseph will not know Akmal as El did.

I was giving Asi to Joseph, until someone hugged me from behind.

My heart beats, who is he?

" I miss." Whisper in the ear.

I know that voice, "Akmal."

I looked back.

Yep. There was a handsome face behind me.

Not knowing what demonic possession, Akmal began to pester me.

He knows my weakness.

" Akmal!" I tried to resist Akmal's touch, but I was unable to.

" You missed it too?" Ask Akmal on the sidelines of his activities.

" We've already divorced Akmal." My meaning.

He doesn't care what I say, to him fuck the divorce label between us.

Tok.dok..

The knock on the door really saved me from adultery.

" Sa's.."

Nek Aminah's voice called me.

Immediately Akmal went to the bathroom, he must have been ashamed of Aminah because he was found out in my room.

After feeling safe, I decided to open the door, "What's wrong?"

" This is Grandma's bought soto for you."

I saw the hand of Nek Aminah carrying a black plastic.

" Just get in the fridge first, Grandma. Salsa wants to give Joseph some milk first." I reasoned.

Without rich grandma Aminah goes from before me.

I shut the door and locked it. Afraid that suddenly El comes home from school and finds his father here.

Akmal came out of the bathroom.

" I'm ashamed to be found out that Grandma Aminah is here." Akmal said honestly.

" What are you doing here?"

" I miss you guys." Sad talk.

" I know it, but .."

" But we're not together. Don't ever hate me. Please tell El that. There's one reason I should marry Zaskia.."

" What reason?" Askaqua.

" Jiia I refuse to marry Zaskia, then mom will not hesitate to make our lives suffer. Especially you. Our lives are threatened, and in my mind you, El and Joseph will live in threat and there is no peace. Even if I take you guys as far as anything, mama's man will find us. And worse, the diploma I have will not apply to job search, because mom will block all access related to me. Sa, I chose to marry Zaskia just for the sake of the comfort of your lives. If I follow my mother's request, she will put all of your names on the monthly payroll receipts list. Mama promised to give you a monthly living. I'm sad to give your account number to my mom. Please don't refuse, even though I know your pride is at stake. But think that the money will be useful for the future of El and Joseph."

I was just stunned to hear all of Akmal's talk. Is that how Akmal sacrificed for us?