The Struggle of Women
Episode 5's
It did not take long for the hospital to issue all the results of medical check-ups that Elma did. And as Jenny had expected. All of Elma's health screening results showed positive results, the girl proved to be healthy, decent and fit to be a surrogate mother. That's a relief, but it's also sad for Jenny herself. Miris.
“After this, we only need to make an IVF effort or fertilization outside the body. You will get the next news after the process is successful, it will be a little tiring and draining of your energy, Elma. I hope you are not stressed and keep your health. Everything will be difficult if you feel you are taking it upon yourself, but what you need to remember is that there is a Big Brother here, so if anything bothers you, just say it and tell Big Brother to at least ease that burden, understand?”
Jenny clearly looked anxious instead of playing, although the girl before her smiled gently and nodded in understanding. “I hope everything works quickly, because Mother's surgery can be done immediately once I am declared pregnant, right?”
The doctor before him swallowed bitter saliva. This is what makes Jenny worried. The woman also expects the same thing, hoping everything goes smoothly so that Aunt Arini can immediately do the transplant, he said, but on the other hand the guilt of having made Elma a mother at her young age—moreover this is not entirely the will of the girl, making her gamang and unceasingly cursing herself.
After seeing the results of the examination, Elma rushed to the hospital park, where her mother was looking for fresh air while waiting for her arrival.
“Mother lately seems like a lot of thinking,” scold Arini scattered the dreamy Elma who was pensive next to him when the girl arrived at the park.
“Mother Feelings only.” Elma smiled to calm her mother.
“Im sorry Mom, Son ... Mom's really sorry. This incident is not much different from what happened a year ago, Mother who always bothers you and messes things up.”
“Mother..”
“You should already be at university, hanging out with your friends and enjoying your teenage years with them. Stringing the future as you want, falling in love, and playing to the fullest. Not even being here with your sickly mother.”
“Mother,” reprimand Elma. The girl really didn't want to hear it.
But Arini wanted to convey her guilt, convey her apology, and what she thought even in the way Elma did not like it the most, that's why she kept talking, that's why Arini wants to get it all out.
“If you were not convicted of this disease a year ago .. You must have enjoyed your studies, got a scholarship at the best university you dreamed of and studied there, not even resign and take care of Mom. Replacing Mom looking for money for daily needs.”
“Mother, please don't discuss that anymore. It's all over and this is what I have to do. I have never felt the slightest regret with the decision I made, whether then or now.”
Arini looked sadly at her daughter. Girls who are forced by the rigors of life are not allowed to spoil things for a while. In fact, for a girl his age must be a lot of things he wants to do, many things Elma wants to develop from herself.
“But, Elma. Even this time you also have to give up on Mom, giving up on your future. I'm fine, son ... I'm fine if indeed our efforts on this disease stop here, I'm fine if—”
“Indeed not now, but later .. and I just want Mom to keep believing in me.” The breath that Elma took was too hasty, to look like she was holding herself back from crying. “Please trust me.”
What Elma needed right now was constancy. Trust and support that what he does is right. Elma would not care what people said, how people looked at her, or demean her in the most cruel way. Elma doesn't want to care at all about it, because all she needs is how Mom believes in her, how Mom supports her, and how Mom prays for her whole dream.
The clear crystal that flowed from the twilight eyes meant that he understood, understood what his daughter wanted to say and convey. And it makes Arini feel more guilty instead of playing, this time with a different reason, namely the reason for not trusting his only daughter.
“Pardon Mom .. once again forgive Mom for doubting you.” Isak the middle-aged woman while tightly grasping her two daughters hands.
While elsewhere, Liam pegged shortly after receiving a call in broad daylight that read, “Congratulations, you will soon be a father, Liam.”
The movement to open the lunch box he did while receiving a phone call just now was clearly stopped because of the news that Jenny delivered from across there.
“A-what did you say?”
A tired sigh was heard from across the phone. “I said you'd be a father! Immediately,” reset Jenny, “With a note, if everything goes smoothly,” added the woman.
Liam put the lid of his lunch box back to its original place, undoing his intention of eating the contents inside the lunchbox for a moment. “Shortly, so you mean—”
“Iya Liam stupid, the mother-to-be of your child is already positively pregnant. Which part of my words do you not understand, anyway?” jenny complained across the line. That woman sounded so sniffy today. No, Jenny has always been like that, but somehow it feels like today sounds more ferocious than usual.
“Not, not .. Of course I understand what you mean, obviously. But isn't the process less than two months old? You said this process could take a long time.”
Yes, Jenny did say that to Liam and Elma. Just be on guard so that the two do not wait and expect the process to happen in the blink of an eye. But with this result, either Jenny can say that the universe is conspiring on this or not.
“If you guys are having trouble, obviously it will take a long time, be grateful that neither you nor the future mother of the baby are in a really good state, so—”
“So I'll soon be a father?”
📽To be continue🎞