I'm Single Mom

I'm Single Mom
ASM 5'S"


" Ride!" orders again.


I am now sitting behind him.


The fragrance of perfume is so soft on my nose. Surprisingly, if all things are related to Akmal there is no nausea that attacks. I rubbed my stomach, "Are you happy, son, if you're close to your father?" I said in my heart.


Now that I've reached the front of the house, Akmal is down for a moment,


" Want to stop by?" I'm bargaining with Akmal.


He nodded and followed behind me.


I opened the locked door.


Today mom and Zaskia are going to town to meet dad.


So today it's just me and Akmal at home.


I took off my shoes, and Akmal did the same.


He came in first without my permission.


This is the first time he has visited my house. There's no awkwardness at all. He went alone to the kitchen to drink. While I was just standing still watching all Akmal's behavior.


Now in Akmal's hands there are two waters, "Here!" Call me.


I got closer, he thrust a glass of water at me.


" Drink! Wouldn't something coming from my hand feel good."


I took the water from his hand. Sipping it without any rest. And sure enough there was no nausea coming. Usually this afternoon I have entered the room, curled up from exhaustion and cold.


Tok.dok..


My door is knocked.My heart is pounding, who is coming? Is mom home yet? Or not even go.


Akmal stood up to take the wallet and took out a hundred thousand rupiah worth of red money on me.


" Take food orders outside."


Without much disputing I obeyed Akmal's orders.


And sure enough, an anang gojek standing in front of my door carrying plastic filled with food.


I paid for the food Akmal ordered and brought it inside.


" You ordered it?"


He did not answer my question, instead showing off a heady and opiate smile to me.


He brought this food up to the table.


I followed. He is like a man who prepares his own needs. Now the food is neatly arranged on the table.


" Please eat the princess." she invited me to sit down.


I smiled proudly for the sweet treatment from Akmal.


Rice field with side dish rendang, boiled cassava leaves plus green sambal.


" Eat a lot, spend it!" He held my shoulder softly.


Then he sat down beside me. Sometimes he bribes me, I try to refuse but it is meaningless when he has forced, I really cannot refuse.


I was again astonished, so strong is the effect of Akmal for my body. I haven't eaten in weeks, this afternoon like a starving man. Even Akmal gave me his rice. Every now and then I glanced with my tail, watching me eat.


Sometimes he rubbed my mouth. Very sweet treatment.


Now we're done eating. He cleaned up our old dirty dishes and washed them, while going into the room and changing my school clothes with negligee to be more relieved.


" Beautiful." Praise me.


I smiled shyly. Now he has entered my room without my permission.


I rounded my eyes as a sign that I did not agree with his behavior.


Now he is lying on my bed.


" Mal, we can't be together like this, you have to go home!" Expel me.


But he did not touch my words, instead he pulled my hand until I fell into his arms.


Now our distance is only a few inches away, even the smell of his body and breath just smelled fragrant on my face.


Whether what demons possessed us, until we had to go back to feel the paradise of the world that we did not deserve to enjoy.


This afternoon sweat soaked our bodies.


There was a feeling of guilt present for a moment in my heart, yet defeated by the sweetness of Akmal's treatment of me.


After enjoying the paradise of the world, we decided to sleep. Not to forget Akmal put his motorcycle into the house and locked the house from the inside.


Luckily, my house was far from my neighbors. Left and right of my house is an empty house that has no occupants so Akmal is not afraid to enter the house.


This afternoon I fell asleep in Akmal's arms. Akmal's embrace makes me feel comfortable. And I'm sure this is a beautiful and unforgettable partnership between me and Akmal.


****


It was late afternoon when I woke up from sleep. Akmal was still sound asleep, his face looked tired. I was tempted to kiss her slightly closed lips on a thin mustache.


The cup! I kissed it short and short. It's not at all disturbed.


Now that I rubbed his face, he slightly opened his eyes. My hand is now in his hand. Now he closed his eyes again. Allah, if our relationship is lawful, how wonderful all this is. But...


I looked at Akmal deeply, "When did we get along?" My mind is in my heart.


I glanced at the clock hanging in my room. The short needle already shows the number six. I woke Akmal, many times I shook his body, but his eyes were still closed.


" You're not coming home?" Whisper in his ear.


" Slut." He spoke briefly without opening his eyes.


I pinched her waist slowly until she woke up and now she is sitting next to me.


I slowly got up, picked up the towel and walked towards the bathroom. But my steps stopped because of Akmal's call," Bareng?" Ask flirtatiously. He played one of his eyes. Don't forget that sweet smile became an opiate for me


****


The night has come, I just told you I can't go home tonight. Probably just got home. Akmal who heard the conversation between me and mother smiled widely.


" Tonight I'll be with you."


" Aren't you afraid of getting caught?" I tried to remind Akmal.


" Nobody knows where I am here." Answer's relaxed.


And tonight is a long night for me and Akmal. Like newlyweds, we enjoyed a beautiful evening sharing blankets and sharing warmth. Being close to Akmal made me a weak and helpless woman. I was so resigned to receiving sweet treatment from an Akmal. I knew he wouldn't take responsibility for the baby in my womb.


I also resigned if later we will be in the residents' store. For me it's better. Akmal and I are getting married, and the baby in my womb is going to have a father.


Although I know, in the community will certainly embarrass my parents. Because I really threw dirt on their faces. But for me right now there is no choice I have to make.


****


The morning came, I got up and took a shower. I immediately put on the school clothes, I took a moment to do pr. But my book was pulled by someone,


" Don't go to school, I still want to be with you."