The Fading Love
give birth

What I really think, it's been nine months and I'm still thinking about that guy, you know, Inayah.

Because I could not sleep, I prefer to continue writing me, yes. during my stay at home, I poured all my life stories in writing. I intend to publish this unfortunate story of my life, not my life story, but my heartbreaking love story. Hopefully many women who can take a lot of lessons from my story later, not wrong in falling in love with just any man like me.

"Guild" The story ends with an ending I never wanted, I dreamed of writing a book about my life with a happy ending, an ending I wanted, but in fact my book ended with a sadness I never imagined.

"Alhamdulillah, stay in revision and I'll contact Resti as soon as possible" Resti was my friend while still working, I look around his sosmed he still works at the same publishing house, he said, this Resti who served as a filter for the stories that came in to be reviewed feasibility later, whether it can be published or not.

"Hopefully the number is still on" I looked down at my lower negligee, why did I feel something was flowing down there.

" O God!" i'm surprised? Obviously I was surprised! I didn't feel any pain, I just had trouble sleeping and felt restless, but my membranes played broke, honestly I didn't feel anything, but after knowing my membranes broke, I broke, suddenly I felt pain.

I hurried to close my laptop and put on my jacket and instant Khimar. I limped, and continued to hold my stomach. I didn't sleep in my room on the second floor, I slept in the guest room right next to my parents' room, while Aska was upstairs in my room as a girl.

"Ma-mah, mah.open the door... Pah, Aya wants to be born..." It's been 11 p.m., they're definitely sleeping, I'm giving a little break as late as I am, the cramps in my stomach are getting painful.

"Mom..."

"mah..."

"Oh my God, help ha-mba"

In the moment of resignation and only wishing on the almighty, and seeing his power, my parents now came out with panicked faces.

"Why then?" my papah seems to have just slept, visible from his eyes, while my mother has blushed her eyes.

"Aya's neutrality broke mah" I replied directly to the point.

"Let's go to the hospital now, papa get Aya's baby gear bag in the room, same Aya's child pah, don't let forgetfulness" I have to remind papah, papah, he could have just dumped my handsome son at home by himself. Mamah helped me walk, while papah to the second floor.

...

"It hurts, son?" my mother rubbed my back which I kept wiping from earlier.

"Not too expensive, the pain sometimes feels really, sometimes not what feeling"

"patience son, just opening 3 said the doctor earlier" I nodded weakly. I turned towards my papah sitting, on his lap there was Aska, hopefully papa did not feel any more pain in his back. Aska was fussy because he woke up, so the handsome boy did not want to sleep downstairs, and wanted to be on the bench continue.

"Well, come down Aska, papah's waist can hurt again" papah who was staring at me now set Aska.

"no papa, there will be no more sound sleep" I'm still in the nursery, not moved, later when the opening is almost complete, then the medical personnel bring me.

"Aska's time yesterday... Aya very painful mah, not rich this, this aya not too feel the pain, mamah hands reduce the pain Aya, thanks ya mah"

Mamah rubbed the sweat on my face, my right hand held it.

"Now you're not alone, son, there's a mom, you're gonna take care of you son" I nodded. I squeezed my hand when the pain in my back hurt so much.

"Sa-sick mah"

"istighfar yes son, dear prayer" mamah calmed down by continuing to wipe my back and head.

'Oh Allah...."

....

My head touched the pillow again when my son's body had come out completely from my womb. The sound of her crying made my tears flow again.

"My daughter.." The female doctor who helped me with my labor brought my blood-soaked child towards me. I weakly touched the little baby that a few seconds ago I was born.

"Good God, my dear daughter" said mamah.

"Ziya Melisa" I looked up at my mother, she didn't seem to like the name mentioned.

"No papa mah, Aya does not use Zidan's last name, just Ziya Melisa" my mother looks resigned. I decided to use the name Zidan gave me, Ziya Melisa, but I did not use Zidan's last name, I did not use that name for my son, so is the surname Zidan "Narendra"

"We cleaned the baby first, ma'am." I nodded, mamah wiped my tears.

"Aya's child isn't beautiful?"

"It's so pretty baby, so pretty like you"

"hopefully it looks like me, just Aska who looks like the papa" I said, even though it was just his eyes

....

"Don't joke son, you're back in Jakarta?" I put my baby to his bed. I just finished giving Ziya ASI. Ziya was now five months old. I can't continue to bother my parents, I've put a proposal to the office where I work first, and thank God I was accepted without any interview process and others, and so on, since I already have experience in the same field, I have also worked there before.

I sat down next to my mana, a face that didn't like my mama.

"Yes mah, Aya has got a job too. Aska also has to go to school"

"Here I am, baby, at my mom's house, my son" I held my wrinkled-looking fingers. A soft hand that never once dealt a blow to his children.

"Mamah.believe me with Aya, Aya the same children will not Why-why ko, Aya promise the same mamah. Aya is also a mah mother, a single parent for Aya's children, Aya can not continue here, Aya wants to pursue Aya's ideals that were delayed also mah"

"can be here, baby." said my mother.

"But Aya's soul is in that city. Aya does not want them to consider Aya a weak woman who disappeared after breaking up with them, Aya wants to show them, also with the affair that Zidan did" there was a heavy sigh from mama, hopefully mama gave permission, if my papa just shut up when I convey my wishes.