I'm Single Mom
ASM 9'S

All the teachers looked at each other.

" Salsa did faint while taking sports lessons, but..." The principal paused his words.

" But what sir?" I can't wait for an explanation to come out of the headmaster's mouth.

I looked down not daring to look at anyone. My heart was broken from seeing my mother's confusion. My heart was broken for throwing dirt on my mother's face.

" Salsa's pregnant, mom.."

And finally... Scary words came out free from the mouth of the headmaster.

" No way sir, no way... My son is not pregnant..."

The sound of mother's cries filled this UKS room.

And today I am the son who managed to sow a wound in the heart of the mother...

Mothers... Ii'm sorry.

I walked closer to my mother.

Mom was still roaring, some teachers were trying to calm mom down.

" Sir...." Call me.

Mom was silent immediately. He looked at me inside but his eyes were empty.

" Sir..." I bowed kissing Mom's feet. Cry broke.

Fatimah's book repeatedly rubbed my shoulders.

" Mom, I'm sorry." Saying slowly.

After mother calmed down a bit, the principal spoke again,

" It is with a heavy heart that we bring out Salsa from the school buk. We don't want our school to be looked at negatively because of Salsa's pregnancy." Said kepsek sir.

She was silent, but her eyes did not stop shedding tears. Sometimes he rubbed.

Without a word mom took my hand out of this room.

The school is deserted, all the students and students have returned to their homes.

I immediately took my bag in class. My chest tightness looked at this class. Tomorrow there will be no more laughter filling my eardrums. With heavy steps I went back to my mother. Mom holding my hand through the rain. Our bodies are wet. I even started to shiver in the cold.

It took us fifteen minutes to walk under the rain. Finally we arrived at the simple house owned by mom and dad.

Father and Zaskia were already waiting for us both to arrive.

" What's going on?" Ask dad curious.

I didn't answer Dad's question, which I did immediately go to the bathroom. I sat in the kitchen waiting for my mom to take a shower.

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, I finally finished the bath.

I don't know what Mom did in there.

*

After the shower, I didn't dare to leave the room. I was scared until Zaskia's voice came from outside the room.

" Mom is called mother and father." Shouted Zaskia from outside.

I pensively for a moment. Confused also worried struck my heart.

With heavy steps I pointed my feet towards my father and mother.

Mom sat next to dad with a face. His eyes also looked swollen.

There was a line of disappointment and hurt emanating from the mother's face. While dad?

Ah, I'm not very good at reading it.

" Sit!" Dad's orders.

My legs were shaking, there was a sense of fear that struck me so intensely.

" Akmal, why do I have to face this alone?" I screamed in my heart.

" Sa, since this afternoon your mother hasn't spoken a word. Only her tears did not stop. What exactly is going on?" Ask dad to interrogate me.

What do I have to answer? Should I tell dad that I was the cause?

I just rubbed my forehead. I'm tired of being in the situation as a suspect.

There was a gap between the three of us. I looked at my mother, asking for help from this angel-hearted woman. Yet he just looked at me coldly even expressionlessly so that added to the confusion of father.

" Mom" I tried to persuade mom.

" well...Salsas..." Mom's back sobbing.

He looked at me and my mother in turn.

" What's the story really?"

" Salsa's pregnant." Reply spontaneously.

Yes I am determined today, if daring to do means having to dare to admit.

" What? Don't joke, 'Sa.." I tried to deny a justification that came out of my mouth.

" Salsa's pregnant, yeah, and today Salsa's out of school." My lips are shaking acknowledging all this.

Dad's face changed. A face I've never seen before. It's scary!

Dad approached me, now my face and dad's face are only five inches away. My hand held my jaw hard,

" it hurts yeah.." I moaned in pain.

" hurt?" Ask dad grumbling. " What about this?" Dad's hand is getting stronger.

" Pardon me..!" My spirit is helpless. I was like out of breath.

" Stop yeah!" Mom's screams made me take her hand off my jaw.

" The beast! Once the trash is still rubbish. I thought I brought you to this house so you could be a pearl, in fact you're just like your mother, trash!" Dad pushed my body until I backed away from him.

A shocking statement from my mouth. My mom's a piece of trash?

" From the start I didn't agree you adopted this kid, the origins just weren't clear, and now you see he's throwing shit in our faces." Father half-snouted.

" I'm tired of working for him to be a man, even though he's not our flesh and blood ma'am, but. disgusting!" Dad spit right in my face.

I rubbed the spit that stuck to my face. It hurts!

" I don't want to see this cheap woman. Get him out of here!" Hardik daddy.

After being satisfied with his anger father went out followed by the roar of his old motorbike leaving this house.

" Mother... Who am I really?" I'm weakening.

I am tired, God...

" Don't think who you are, I'm your mother." Said mother slowly without looking at me.

Now she got up from her seat and entered my room. I followed him from behind. He pulled a big bag out of the closet. He also took out all my neatly arranged clothes and moved them into a large bag.

" I know who your father is. You're not safe here. As the mother and father agreed, if something happens to you, then..." It was as if she could not continue her words. Sometimes he wiped the tears that fell soaked his old cheeks.

" And then?" I was curious about mother's follow-up.

" You need to get out of this house." Reply mother as she sobbed.

" But where am I going, ma'am?" I started to panic.

I was stupid, not thinking before I acted. After everything's ruined then what can I do?

*

My mom and I are on the bus. I didn't know where mom was taking me.

" I surrender, Lord, I accept all your fates with sincerity."

" Mom, can you tell me a little bit about my life?"

" For?"

" I'm a big boy, mom. What did you say was right?" Tanyaku.

" Who are my birth parents, ma'am?" I asked again with a heartfelt face hoping mom would tell me a childhood trip I didn't know about.

" It's true that you're not a mother's biological child, but by God I love you. Once upon a time there was a woman named Sinta, she was a woman of the night. He's a love dealer. She was pregnant without knowing the husband, more importantly she did not know who the father of the baby she contained. Until one day after she gave birth to you, Sinta was sick. He's got HIV. Sinta comes to me and leaves you to me."

" Why should mom? Don't my parents have any brothers?"

" no. Your mother was just a kara. He left you to mom and dad because for five years of marriage, mom hasn't been pregnant. Father had opposed Sinta's request. But I insist on taking care of you. I'm sure you'll be a pearl for mom." Mom's back as much as she likes.

" Is my mother still alive?"

" Sinta died after leaving you." Say mother again.

" Where are we going today, ma'am?"

Mom sighed again, she looked at me for a moment, "to your mother's village."