I'm Single Mom
ASM 47's

" Which one is your man?" I asked El.

El pointed at a man wearing a batik shirt. Handsome and authoritative.

We hurried forward to welcome our guests into the house.

As my son's chosen man walked closer, my body was like being stung by an electric current. Tense and stiff. The man was flanked by his parents. And I know them very well.

Oh my god..What disaster is this?

The woman standing next to her son was the goddess Mother. Dewi's mother was her brother Akmal, the first person to oppose my and Akmal's relationship.

My face pias, it feels like this leg is not strong to support my own weight.

I fumbled at the door, trying to find a handle so as not to faint later.

" Mama why?" El started to panic. Not like I used to be like this.

" Mama's okay?"

El was so agitated looking at me. Especially Yusuf.

The man's family is getting closer. My heart is beating fast.

Joseph stood proudly to welcome the family of the man who was going to propose to his brother.

" God, why is this the story of my son?" My complaint is in my heart.

El had already welcomed the guests in front. Every now and then he coded me to immediately join in front.

I couldn't meet them, I chose to run hide in the room. My chest felt tight to see the man my daughter chose was her own brother.

" God.what should I do?"

Tok.tok..

" Mama" call El from the outside.

I didn't answer the call until El opened the door.

" Why are you crying?" Ask El in panic.

El grabbed my face with both hands. " What makes my mom cry?" Ask El again.

I just shook weakly. Only my tears are pouring out.

" Ma, they've been waiting." Joseph finally came to us.

" Deck, mom's crying." Adu El to his sister.

Joseph approached me. " Mama why? Don't be sad ma, there's still Joseph who will keep mama company."

I shook weakly. That's not the problem. I don't want to meet them, because my past wounds will reoccur with the same person. Soon my daughter will know if they're brothers. Is my daughter willing to accept the truth?

" We're out now yeah, ma. Shame if they have to wait for us longer." Yusuf.

I looked at my beautiful daughter, "did she forget the face of the Goddess Mother? He met her a few times." My mind is in my heart.

Joseph took my hand to get out of the room to see my daughter's guest. El followed behind me.

With a trembling body I walked closer and closer towards them. Not only the mother Goddess who came, my former in-laws also came to the family introduction procession. When I arrived at the guest room, my eyes caught the figure of the man who always filled the space in my heart. The man who chose my death to follow the will of his family. The man who once left me a pair of little angels. The man who still gives us a monthly ration, but his figure never appears in our real life. Did El not see his father?

Out of nowhere, the me who was weak immediately stood up straight to greet my daughter's guests. Guests who once scratched a wound in my heart. Guests who never recognized El and Joseph as the grandchildren of their families.

" I'm sorry I waited so long." I said polite and polite.

My daughter's guests who were joking around immediately turned to me.

They're surprised not to be dumbass. Even the mother Goddess and former mother-in-law could not close her mouth.

Same with Zaskia and Akmal.

It was like seeing a ghost in the middle of a hole when they found out who I was.

" Salsa." Akmal said standing up.

El who is behind me must still know the figure of the man who is currently calling my name.

" Dad.." cried El.

Beyond my expectations, El slid into Akmal's arms. El was crying in his father's arms. While Zaskia stared cynically at my daughter.

I could not help but cry. I let these tears fall, only Joseph seemed confused. Joseph had no memories of his father. After Akmal left our lives, I tried to remove all things related to Akmal. I didn't even mention a single photo in memory of Akmal.

" Deck, here. It's dad." Said El sobbing.

Joseph looked coldly at the man before him. He did not flinch at all to just give his father a greeting.

No hypocrite, I saw Joseph rubbing the corner of his eyes that were getting wet.

Akmal approached Yusuf. He knew that his son must have hurt him. As a father, Akmal had lowered his ego to greet Joseph first.

" Yusuf.." call Akmal to a tremble.

Akmal held the shoulder of his dashing son.

" I'm proud of you, son. Your mother has successfully educated you. The photo on the wall shows that you've now become a great person."

Akmal took a heavy breath, maybe he hoped the tightness in his chest could be reduced a little. " I'm sorry dad, for leaving you. Forgive me for being a loser. I don't even deserve your father's nickname." Akmal said regretfully.

Joseph did not heed his father. He even danced my hand to sit on an empty sofa that had not been occupied. Joseph sat beside me.

Akmal looks frustrated. If El is easily destroyed, another thing with Joseph. My son is a little harsh, but he loves me very much.

In a quiet mood, El was sitting next to me. Akmal was sitting next to his wife, Zaskia. I watched my guest come today. It turned out that the man who wanted to have a serious relationship with my daughter was the eldest son of the mother of Dewi and mas Dewo. I know all of them in my house. It's just that I didn't see Akmal and Zaskia's son. Is their child grown now? How many children has Akmal been? Questions danced in my head.

" Yes-so... The woman we want to apply for is your daughter El?" Ask my ex-mother-in-law nervously.

It was strange, he was so proud. Why get nervous now?

Did he not expect that I would succeed in educating my children with ten million dollars a month from him?

" Goddess... How'this?" Ask my ex-mother-in-law to panic.

While the young man seemed to not believe if El and himself were still brothers.

" Aunty, my name is Zaky Pratama. I'm the son of Dewi's mother and Dewo sir. I want to propose to aunty's daughter. I hope it's just a drama, not a real event that should be painful for me and El."

I stared into the young man's face. It's so sorry for him. Then I wondered about my daughter's own face. El just looked down sad. It was like shock to know this reality.

I took a breath, hoping that there was a lot of oxygen filling my lungs.

" el... And Zaky... You guys are...."