The Unacknowledged Seed
The angel who evades

The night after the meeting. Mishel could not sleep all night considering the time the man touched her stomach. It was not because of fear and trauma but there was a strange feeling that was seeping into his heart. Especially when imagined the face of a man who looks very happy when the fetus in his stomach moves kicking. Just like a prospective father who loves his prospective children and can not wait to meet.

If it happens first when he tries to open up opportunities for him to correct his mistakes. Maybe Mishel will be happy. When she needs the figure of a husband in the toughest times when in early pregnancy. But now, it's too late. Mishel had gotten used to herself and was already able to accept her fate with a chest of air. But he was happy if it was true that the man was willing to accept his son but it would not change anything including the decision he had taken.

"Awv ...." Mishel grimaced as she felt such a powerful kick inside her stomach. He then rubbed his distended stomach gently.

"Are you not sleeping, son? Are you happy to have met your father, you see, he loves you very much and wants to see you soon. So get out of mom's belly, son." Mishel had a monologue with her fetus.

Two days later. Everything went as usual. There was not much Mishel could do because her already enlarged stomach made her have trouble moving. But not making her lazy Mishel still did what she could as she was now cooking with her mother. Tonight Ayunda and her husband will have dinner together at the house they live in. So Mishel and her mother also prepared quite a lot of food. Although there are servants there, it does not make them spoiled and bossy. Fira's mother even often helped to improve with the servants he said he was bored if just sitting still.

"Son, our old house is already there to buy it. After the person who bought our house gave us the money, we can immediately find a new house," said Fira's mother while cutting vegetables. She did not look at her daughter, because she was actually sad because of the house. His parents' house has many memories.

Mishel may not have seen her mother cry but she could see the back of the woman who had given birth to her quivering. Mishel immediately hugged her mother from behind.

"Mom, will you really sell your house. The house doesn't have many memories of grandparents. Ma'am, let's find another way. Until my son is sad big we still have plenty of time to collect money. No need for a big house or a luxury apartment. A comfortable home is enough for me. Don't sell the house, ma'am, I'll raise money for us to move out of here."

"What are you talking about, that house was indeed a relic from your grandfather before he died. But instead, their shared memories are buried with the painful memories your father left behind. Mum should have sold it long ago so we could forget those times. But finally now we can also be free from stifling memories. So I sold it not just because of you but for me too" said Ms. Fira. In his old age and do not know anytime he will breathe his last breath. He just wants calm.

Ayunda and her husband came with cookies and other desserts. They haven't eaten together in a long time. Now Ayunda wants to spend more time with Mishel given her pregnancy.

"Eat a lot of kids." Ayunda added some side dishes onto Mishel's plate.

"Thank you, ma'am."

They also had dinner with small talk. Although more Ayunda spoke, she seemed very enthusiastic about welcoming her first grandchild. It has been seen for a long time. He has prepared a lot of things.

"If you want to work later, it's okay to leave it to mamah. Mama will take good care of him."

Mishel was calm and moved because they were so good.

The conversation continued in the living room. They sit on the couch. Still talking about the future of the unborn child into that world. But suddenly, Mishel felt something wrong with her stomach. He's like heartburn and wants to poop but he's not.

"Geez son, are you going to give birth now?" Ayunda approached and tried to calm Mishel down. "Calm down son, take a deep breath and then take it out slowly. Follow what you say, "he ordered.

Mishel followed him. He feels better. The pain in his stomach disappeared.

"Hows it? Still sore?" ask Ayunda.

"The pain is gone Mah" Mishel said.

"Ok. It's okay now you better rest. It could be a false contraction. If later the intensity of the contract is more often we go to the hospital. Mamah has everything ready, the doctor and the delivery room are ready to wait for your arrival so there is nothing to worry about. You better rest now, tell your mom or your mom if the pain comes a long way."

Ayunda looked at Mother Fira asking for her opinion.

"What Madam Ayu said is right, son. You have to rest for preparation if you are going to go through labor soon. We'll take care of you, so don't worry" Fira's mother agreed. It was unexpected that Ayunda was so calm and could still think clearly. If there had been none they would have been confused and panicked by Mother Fira.

Fira's mother and Ayunda keep Mishel together. They continue to provide positive energy so that the woman is calmer.

"Aaaww Mah, sa—sakkit once. Aawww."

After feeling the contractions Mishel felt more often, Ayunda called the hospital to prepare.

"Let's go now" said Ayunda. "Can you walk, son?"

"Sick ... very sick." Mishel seemed unable to walk as the contractions continued to be felt.

"Alright, take a deep breath, son, as you taught me. Mamah will call Papah to carry you to the car."

"Let me just."