Mommy, My Angel
chapter 4

The roar of the waves was heard in the morning, especially accompanied by the sound of hordes of birds flying, which left their nests to find food.

The atmosphere looks peaceful and soothing in the area of the small island which is now, the residents are preoccupied with their morning activities.

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Both beautiful eyelids — now blink, slowly. A soft shrill voice came out from the woman's mouth. Slowly both eyelids open perfectly showing — brown irises that sparkle by the morning light.

"H-haus!" Said the woman whose voice was almost inaudible.

The woman, who was lying weakly on the simple bed, tried to reach for something beside her head, where there was a small white table.

"Well," he said back in a soft tone.

He found nothing there but a medicine box and a small container filled with water and gauze.

The woman also tried to rotate her gaze, the gaze that still looks like I blinked to convince her vision.

He was surprised to find himself in a foreign room. He closed his eyes remembering the previous incident. A hiss came out of the woman's mouth while trying to remember everything.

He had remembered himself falling at the bottom of a cliff and penetrating the bottom of the open ocean. Until now he was in a room that looks simple.

"It turns out I'm alive." Sandra said softly and her face looked grateful. Because still given safety and a second chance to improve his life — back.

Once again he scanned his gaze into all corners of the simple room. Sandra also heard the roar of the waves out there.

"Me, where are you?" Ask yourself.

"You're up, son!"

That gentle cry, suddenly made Sandra turn away. He scrunched his face confused when he saw a — woman in her 60s approaching him.

"Thank God, you're awake, beautiful" said the old woman with an affectionate look.

The old woman checked Sandra's condition and she smiled with relief, seeing that Sandra was fine.

"Your situation has improved, baby," the old woman interrupted while helping Sandra to get up.

"Drink!" Pinta the old woman while thrusting a glass of warm water to — Sandra.

Sandra's hand stretched out limp to reach the glass, in fact her body condition still looks weak and her hand movements still look vibrating.

"Let's go, I'm helping you!" The old woman cried.

Grabbing Sandra's weak back and advancing a little forward, helping Sandra drink the water she was carrying.

Sandra immediately drained the water in a hurry. His throat was so sore and dry.

The old woman again positioned Sandra's body comfortably, leaning back against the simple bed.

Sandra's gaze never separated from the figure of the gentle woman in front of her, her face looked confused and curious.

"We, finding you lying on the shore," the old woman jolted with a look of affection addressed to — Sandra.

As if knowing the meaning of the young woman's gaze in front of him, he also explained to Sandra why he could be in a foreign place.

Sandra also returned the woman's gaze with teary eyes, grateful she was saved by someone with a good heart.

"It's been two days you've been unconscious. It made us worry, but thankfully, you're conscious" she explained, smiling gently and rubbing Sandra's hair.

"Don't worry he's still there" he continued as his palm rubbed Sandra's stomach.

Sandra followed the old woman in front of her and she just remembered the fetus inside her stomach.

Sandra was speechless at the second chance God gave her.

The bitter events of yesterday are now present in his memory, making the woman continue to cry and even hysterically.

The old woman grabbed Sandra's weak body and hugged her full of warmth and affection.

"cry lah' son," whispered the woman as she rubbed the vibrating back of — Sandra.

Sure enough, Sandra was crying increasingly hysterically, as if dissatisfied with the feeling of tightness in the chest

As for the old woman, she was well aware of what this woman in her arms was going through. Looking at Sandra's face, she could already read Sandra's sadness and disappointment —.

The old woman looked at the door, where a man her age looked at her worriedly. The woman smiled and blinked her eyes.

The old man nodded and left his place, leaving the two women of different ages in the room.

"Thank you!" Sandra whispered softly in a raucous and agile voice.

"Thank you, Grandma saved me and my baby. Grandma has also taken care of me, thank you," said Sandra who still sounded a hiccup.

The old woman took off her embrace and with a gentle gaze also full of warmth, she wiped away the trail of tears — Sandra.

"It's all because you're a strong woman. Until you can survive and be here" said the old woman.

"But I'm helpless, Grandma," to be honest, tears flow.

"Grandmother does not know about the problems that make you sad and down. But at least get up' for the sake of, he," said the grandmother — sage.

He also rubbed Sandra's stomach and continued his speech. "He, an innocent creature and also a blessing from God," said the grandmother.

"You should be grateful that you are still given the chance to live and make him yours, too" continued the grandmother again.

"Now, forget all those wounds and rise up' show them that you're okay and give your proof to God, for the second chance he has given you to make him still, yours." The grandmother continued to give support and advice to the slumped Sandra.

Not a great treatment is also expensive drugs that are needed someone who is depressed and down. All it takes is a — of empathy and moral support, always by his side to continue to provide motivation to return to his normal life. Continue to give instructions not to do not hurt himself and get closer to the creator.

The grandmother re-embraced Sandra's fragile body and continued to give encouraging words.

Moreover, the young woman is in a state of pregnancy, where her emotions often change. And always need someone by his side.

"Now rest is back. Grandma will cook food for you," interrupted the grandmother who is now with her biggest move trying to help — Sandra lay back.

"Thank you, Grandma," said Sandra sincerely.

"No problem, son. Grandma, already consider you a granddaughter of her own grandmother," said the grandmother, not forgetting the warm smile she kept giving to — Sandra.

"Rest!" Pinta the grandmother who helped justify the location of — Sandra blankets.

"Hm!" Sandra muttered trying to show her smile.

Sandra continued to look at the steps of the kind grandmother, with a grateful look.

Now his gaze is fixed on the ceiling of the simple — room that he occupied. One of his palms stretched out on his stomach. Sandra is determined to rise from the slump she experienced and promises to raise her future baby with her soul and body.

"Mommy, vow will always protect you and give you happiness later, when you are born in this world. Mommy will be a rock in the open ocean that will always keep you from the waves and storms of the ocean. Mommy promised, will try to give happiness to you, even though mommy's life becomes a bait." Sandra continued to rub her stomach and pledge a mother to her future baby, in earnest.

There are no more tears, only a burning spirit to rise from the slump.

"We, will always be fine without her" she whispered softly.

"You, it only belongs to mommy and forever will be like that. Mommy's goal now is only for you as well as your future and happiness" he continued in a trembling tone.