I'm Single Mom
ASM 7'S

The clock on the wall is almost four o'clock, "Sa, uda is almost ready!" Shouted my mother from outside.

Cook the day is finished just waiting for the chicken meat to ripen. And if the burning part burns it is definitely the mother part.

I immediately took the towel and immediately carried out my mother's orders.

It didn't take long to take a shower this afternoon. Frankly, during pregnancy I often avoid water. If no one knew, I would have just pretended to take a shower.

I don't know when I'm at war with the cold of the water.

Finish the bath did not forget I did four rakaat first. The prayer I pray today is that I ask that God move Akmal's heart to come here, face this problem together. Yeah, that's all I'm saying right now.

" Dad's coming home.dad's coming home.." The sound of a cry of Zaskia greeted father.

I and Zaskia used to be scrambling to greet dad, but now to get close to dad alone there is a fear looming over him.

I peeked out from behind my bedroom door.

" Salsa!"

Without realizing it, my father was at the door of my room.

" Why look?" Dad put his hand out.

I grabbed and kissed my father's rough hands full of reverence.

" You fat now?"

" Eh em. anu well now Salsa again do not eat. The stress of the exam is in sight." I'm berkilah.

Dad rubbed my head, "learned the smart one! Because dad's only hope is in you and Zaskia."

After that, my father ran out from before me and went to the bathroom.

" Dad, forgive your son." I said in my heart.

***

Dinner was done.

" Thank God, so good." Father gave thanks.

" Mommy, I'll cook this again tomorrow!" Zaskia said cheerfully.

" Huuu, she wants." My ejek.

" Dad doain yeah, let's have enough sustenance so you can eat like gini continue." Father say.

After eating, mom and dad went to sit on the porch, while I was still cleaning up the rest of us.

The huft! Finally finished. During pregnancy, too many people get sick. Not only my heart, my body was often sore, wanting to feel like someone was massaging every night. But what a power, I'm just a woman with no husband.

O Allah, heavy, heavy I went through all this.

I decided to go into the room. Do not forget to lock the door tightly so as not to carelessly people can enter the room.

I sat in front of the dresser. Again, I noticed my face getting worse. Even the pimples started to fill the area of my face. A married woman is no longer beautiful. Now I know the answer. But what about me? Even my current status is unclear. Girls don't, widows don't either. And now I'm pregnant.

Oh God, my life is so complicated.

I looked back at the testpack I kept in the notebook. The red color starts to fade. Ah, just looking at this testpack makes my chest tight. I kept it back. Not a single bit I want to throw it away.

The night is getting late, but my eyes are not closed. The shadow of Akmal danced in my eyes. Last night with her, bedding with her, sharing a blanket with her and even creating a sweat. Enjoying the heaven of the world with him for the umpteenth time. How beautiful that moment was. Now where is he? He even runs away from his responsibility. Is it worth it for love?

I opened my diary.

Pekanbaru, march 14, 2023

Welcome to the night, please,

Welcome to dark, please,

Do you know about my heart?

Do you know about my blessing?

Where's she?

My heart is located?

I left him a longing greeting that I do not know of his whereabouts.

Akmal love salsabila's.

I closed my mini book. There was a slight sense of tranquility as I poured all of it into my mini-book. I guarantee my secrets to him won't leak.

I lay my body in bed. I pulled the blanket over half of my enlarged body. I closed my eyes, until the taste came to tickle my net. Finally I fell asleep with a longing for him the holder of the heart, Akmal.

***

The vegetables heard the sound of birds on the mango tree close to my window.

My eyes still felt heavy to open perfectly, probably because I was too late at night asleep.

With full intention I got out of bed, do not forget I took care of the contents of my room. Diary book, testpack I keep neatly. I opened my bedroom window, the leaves still wet with dew.

Since I was pregnant, it was hard to wake up in the morning. I don't know, maybe it's the effect I'm in two. So many strange things I experienced during my pregnancy. Starting from foods that I do not like, I have difficulty getting up early, I am lazy to take a shower and there are many more strange things that I slowly learn myself. Sometimes I cry alone, sometimes I laugh happily by myself. I was almost crazy for all this.

Tok.dok...

My bedroom door was knocked very tight. It must have been Zaskia.

I lazily walked over and opened the door.

Sure enough, Zaskia's face poked out behind the door.

" Aren't you in school?" He looked at my appearance.

" School." Answer's short.

" Is the school not ready? I know too late." My sister left me.

Huh! Know what he is.

I lazily grabbed a towel and immediately walked to the bathroom.

" Oh my God, why the hell would I take a shower?"

I began to wash my face slowly. The cold water made my body shiver.

***

After the shower, I ran carefully into the room. I took off the towel that covered half my body.

I look at the reflection of the picture in the mirror. There was a young woman with a distended stomach.

Yeah, the longer my stomach starts to grow. Sometimes I feel something moving, is it possible that my fetus is starting to grow? I rubbed my stomach gently and lovingly. My motherly taste seemed to appear so hot.

" Salesa..."

Mother's face paled standing behind the door that was revealed slightly.

With a quick movement I managed to grab a towel and cover it on my part of the body.

" i.muu.." I'm nervous, even I'm getting hot. Sweat like corn was popping up on my face.

" Your stomach..?" Mother's speech stammered.

" Em.." I swiftly pushed mom out of my room.

I locked the door tightly, despite the mother's call from outside.

As soon as I put on the school uniform, a wide headscarf adorned my head and covered half of my body.

I pegged my look in the mirror, who would have thought that this long veil was just a mask that covered my disgrace. Now I'm ready to go to school.

The door opened, and she was still standing there. I'm nervous, what am I supposed to tell him? Is my stomach clearly visible in my eyes?

" mother? Still here?"

" Your stomach?" Ask mom wrong.

" I'm fine, mom." My lies.

" Sure?" Ask mom full of questions.

I just nodded, making sure mom wasn't suspicious. And I feel, the instinct of a mother starts to work. I need to be vigilant, at least until I can take the graduation exam.

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