
" How was Muly?, what did buk midwife say?, you must be a melt right?" said the mother who came to me in the room.
" Mum Muly's pregnant!"
" Huh!, are you pregnant again?" ask mom again in surprise.
I nodded lethargicly and felt very sad to see that Amira who was still very small had to have her sister.
" Bab!" mom took a long breath.
" You must not be sad, the child is a gift from God, you must receive it with grace, maybe this is an answer for you, so you can take advantage of your husband" explained the mother.
" But ma'am, can Muly take care of them alone?, you know, Amira's father went home early in the afternoon, even if he doesn't work, never felt at home!"
" You have to be patient with Muly a lot, it's become a woman's nature, we have to live with patience."
" Mom, I'm sorry Muly!."
" What are you doing to apologize to me."
" Mom, remember?, when Muly went to school, Muly was angry with her because she had many children, once a year already had another sister, Muly nagged always, always, is this karma for Muly Bu?"
" Ah, where there is karma, you do not bother!, it is so if we do not join the KB program, already yes gan Bu is not angry."
The next day Amira was getting better, her fever was starting to go down, but I felt weak and lethargic, I did not want to burden mother, I did not want to, I have to be able to take care of Amira herself as a tired mother of work.
" Amira have you fed?, here let the mother who ready Amira" pinta mother who is ready to go to work.
" Don't Mom, Muly can be alone, Muly ready her Amira, mom wants to work?, don't papa mom go, there's Muly to help Fatma!"
" You sure you're not dizzy anymore, yes you've gone later if you need that help, Fatma is there." said the mother while peeping her granddaughter's cheek, Amira.
" Yes, ma'am."
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A Few Weeks Later....
Not felt the day so quickly passed, the growth and development of Amira began to progress, her milk teeth began to grow, her knees were strong to crawl.
As his first grandchild father, Amira always pampered, before the father ngojek first bring Amira to take the train first, so that it becomes accustomed and never absent.
That morning before my father and mother left for work, suddenly from outside the sound of a familiar train in my ears, I got up from my seat and walked to open the door.
" Who?" ask the mother who saw me open the door. But I didn't answer.
Yes ...I guessed it, it was the sound of the train bang man Amira's father.
" Who's Muly" mother asked once more.
" Father Amira" I replied briefly.
" Usman.." murmured father.
Seeing us who were standing at the door, bang man approached us and shook hands with his father and mother, had not had time to allow the bang man, already bang man said.
" I can't take long ma'am, sir!, where's Amira?, I'm going to pick up Amira" said bang man.
" Bang, is Amira the only one you picked up?" my many.
" If you still feel like my wife, let's go home now!" bang man's firm.
" Hey, Usman! you have no manners yes, you can't take my granddaughter, I can afford her, Muly. You can't go."
" Sir., Muly is still my wife, she has the right to come with me."
" Already sir, Usman has a point, this is for the sake of Amira and the child that Muly conceived sir" said the mother while divorcing the feud.
I was silent, my heart was confused.
" Usman, go in first!"
" No papa ma'am, I just wait here, tell Muly quickly clean up" said bang man.
I saw my father full of anger, but I had to go take Amira to his father, my mother helped me clean up Amira's equipment.
" Sir.!, Muly apologized, had to come home" I said as I greeted my father. Father was silent, his eyes were teary, mother signaled with a wink, that do not ignore the father.
" You remember..!" said the man who made my step stop.
" You choose Usman again, whatever the risk later, you have to take responsibility yourself never again you tell us" said the father with sadness.
I cried hearing my father's words, but this I did for Amira's sake.
It..tit..tit..! car horn bang man sound.
" It's done?" bang man said.
I nodded and rode on the train, and as the train drove I saw my mother and sisters still standing at the door watching me leave with my husband.
I rubbed the tears that fell on my cheek.
Along the way I was silent there were no words I had to say, only daydreaming about the fate ahead.
When my husband makes the same mistakes and even many times, but I am just a wife who always forgives him, not am I afraid of losing him or love him very much, but?, but I am not?, I was strong enough to survive because only for the most precious person in my life and life is "child".
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