MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 61: I REALLY NEED YOU

"I was strong, Mom. But now that power just disappeared along with the departure of Mas Ersad. What I should do without him.

How can I raise children without his presence beside me." Syma's body trembled along with an endless sobbing.

"Why did everyone leave me? why doesn't anyone believe me? Am I a fucking carrier for them!!

Tell me ma'am, what's my fault that my loved ones always leave me?"

"Nobody left you, son. There's still Mom and Zea here. Just be patient a little more, I'm sure everything will be fine. There is nothing unlucky in this life. All this is by God's will. Trust in all things only to God. Maybe God is planning something wonderful for you after this.

You just need to be patient... "

******

Aina held a food box in her hand. Food he made with his own hands.

His eyes were looking for the figure of the man who often helped him lately. He wanted to give the food to Hariz. Either as a form of gratitude or something else. He himself is confused.

Unfortunately he did not see the figure he wanted to meet. But Aina did not give up so easily. He tried to find it elsewhere.

"Aina, what are you cooking today? I happen to be hungry, can I ask you a little?" Vio's hand moved to retrieve the food box, but Aina immediately kept it away. And hit Vio's hand slowly.

"You are nothing! I made this, especially for someone," said Aina Ketus.

"What's? You're kidding me! Who do you want to bribe? Because if it's for your girlfriend, I'm pretty sure you don't have a boyfriend. Any guy who wants to be with a girl like you!"

"Am I that horrible?" whispered.

Vio nodded.

Aina sighed. This made him hesitate to give the food.

"So, the food is for me."

"No.

My intention from the beginning was to make this for someone. Whether he accepts or not, is up to him. What matters is that my intentions are good."

"Ck, who do you want to give it to? Mr Hariz?"

'Shit! vio's words why it's always right.' he murmured.

Aina snorted annoyedly. While Vio was already convinced that his conjecture was correct.

"If it's true. It seems like the food was destined for me. Because Mr. Hariz is on leave for a few years."

"What?"

"I'm sure you're not deaf, Aina. Mr. Hariz went out Negri. For a few years." Vio reemphasized his words.

"Where? what's for?"

It is undeniable that there is a sense of tightness in his chest. Not happy with Hariz's departure.

"Where do I know. I think he's there probably looking for a future wife. In age it is very mature to get married," said Vio while noticing Aina's face turned moody.

"Once you go, get the food. Let me eat. Than redundancy." This time Aina did not prevent Vio from eating the food she made specifically for Hariz. His mind floated thinking of the man.

While Vio greedily ate without thinking about Aina who seemed sad about Hariz's departure.

*****

Syma felt a throbbing from her stomach. The pain he had been feeling since last night. But because of his sadness he did not care much about the throbbing. He thought it was just a false contraction that would go away on its own.

But it seems the assumption is wrong. The contractions he felt were getting more regular. Until finally he stopped his activities that were making simit for sale.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Syma turned to the source of the voice that was so familiar to her.

"Dad," cried Zea so pleased with Revan's presence there.

Syma breathed her heavy breath. He tried to ignore the presence of the man. Because for him Revan's only purpose was to meet Zea. So he has no business.

"How are you Syma?"

"What do you know." Syma spoke without looking at her.

"I'm just worried."

"You can see I'm still breathing and alive. That means I'm fine. Your worries are not fundamental to someone else's wife. You better ask your wife that, not me!"

Revan thins his lips. "I knew. But I can't help but worry about you. Because Zea is with you."

"My parents were always there for me. And I also still have Mina ready to standby at any time. Of course Zea's gonna be okay."

"Thank God, then" she said.

Syma no longer intended to respond. He focused more on finishing his work and went to the parlor to see the situation there. So far the man who threatened them like yesterday is nowhere to be seen.

"I didn't see your husband, where was he?"

Suddenly the question seemed to incur back wounds in Syma's heart. The woman stopped her activities and stared straight ahead blankly. Revan himself was confused by Syma's facial expression that turned moody.

And what makes him more worried, Syma suddenly scrunched his face while holding his stomach. Syma felt a contraction with a close distance this time. And he can't seem to hold it anymore.

"Syma, are you okay, son?"

"Syma, what's wrong with you?" Revan asked worriedly.

"Mother, it seems I'm having contractions." Syma spoke while holding a throb in her stomach.

"Then we go to the hospital right now. I'll close the shop."

Ceyda and Mina hurry to clean up the character and do not forget to bring Syma and her baby equipment for delivery.

"Go to my car. I'll drive you guys."

They had no choice but to accept Revan's offer. Ceyda is unlikely to attach importance to her ego while endangering Syma's safety.

While Syma itself only complies without any rejection at all. He endured his stomach ache with zikr and istighfar as much.

Her tears are flowing again. Not because of the pain of contractions. But because of deep sadness, because the absence of the husband to accompany him struggled during labor.

Sadness, tightness and disappointment merge into one.

'How very you Mas. You let me fight alone to welcome your son's presence. And here I really need prayer and support from you to strengthen me.' Inner Syma while incessantly rebuking. Ceyda faithfully wiped the tears of Syma that did not stop flowing.

"Mom knows how you feel, son. Be patient..."

"Hold Syma. We'll be there soon" said Revan as he ran his car.

"Sick Ma'am.... It hurts so much." Syma groaned over the pain she felt.

"“Lailaha illa Anta subhanaka inni kuntu minadhdalimin” Ceyda led Syma to say the prayer of the prophet jonah, to be facilitated in her delivery.

Syma followed him while enduring the pain. Although Syma had experienced the pain of giving birth during childbirth Zea. But it doesn't feel this sick.

Maybe because there is currently no husband who accompanies him. So it feels like many times more than before.

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