The Unwanted Family
Chapter 4 (Mother is Pregnant Again)

Now I am fourteen years old, I am sitting in second grade, I hear the conversation of my father and mother in the guest room.

"Sir mother is pregnant again"

"Hmmm..How old are you" he casually replied while shaving his beard.

"It's been three weeks sir, I asked for money to check the contents to the puskesmas"

I think the father will be happy and changed after knowing pregnant women, I like to get a fresh breeze I like to have confidence that the father will be happy, yahh.it is just my imagination, after hearing my father's answer to my mother.

"Money again.Money again.I do not have money, if you want a check, use your own money you sew every day must have money" .

As usual the answer from the savage man was familiar to my ears.

"Mother has no money sir, mother's stitches have not been paid" the mother replied while stroking her stomach.

"On the bill, don't look like a rich man"

"But sir, I've asked but no one has paid".

"Haaahhhh.I don't want to know I don't have any money"

"If you don't have money, don't get pregnant"

Like being struck by lightning in the morning, my heart was sliced, burning with anger, I walked near to my father out of nowhere, my blood was boiling to see the inhumane treatment of my father, I spoke in a loud voice to my father.

"You are the father, what is the behavior of a father" I said loudly in front of him.

"Cuuuuhhh" spit right in my face.

"Based on you brash kid, already dare you same old man".

"I'm brave because you don't have the same feelings as you"

"Plaaakkk" a loud slap knocked me to the floor by my father's slap.

"If you don't like my attitude, you can leave this house with your mother".

I went out of the house to go where I was riding the bike.

"Astaghfirullah, son you're okay, you don't be rude to your father".

"No son, you don't talk like that, your father's a good man we'll just pray that all your father's attitudes change".

"Mommy wants to check into the health center, here I have money mom not many who know enough".

"Don't kid, just bring your money for your needs".

"No ma'am, just make mommy check my sister in the belly".

"Thank you son, I'll take a look"

Indeed, I can now have my own income even though there is not much I am diligent to save and make help mother, I get money from the tire patch and washing my uncle's motorcycle, he said, I was after school since the first grade of Junior High I always did that job, how else would a kid my age who shouldn't be doing this job I had to do, a hard upbringing from a life where I learned to be a responsible man unlike my father, my uncle is a good person always attention to me he always advised me to be a man who is thick with steel, the beginning of the tire patch and motorcycle washing business uncle is concerned with my family, my family, this uncle of mine is my mother's biological sister our house is not much different only RT.

Uncle really likes to help mom in terms of finances, but my uncle does not dare to interfere in my family affairs, especially about uncle father is tired of advising you, father, through the tire patch and motorcycle wash is the way uncle helps our family, where I began to be taught to be the backbone of the family, want to rely on the father it feels impossible.

The result of the tire patch and motorcycle wash I usually split two with uncle, make electricity and tire patch, initially uncle refused but I always set it aside in place of tire patch, tire patch, I don't want to burden my uncle too much, I also realize I've been helped a lot uncle, not aji mumpung people when I got the money forget who we started with.

After returning home from school I rushed to the uncle's house, there happened to be two motorcycles parked in front of the uncle's house, I immediately did my work from behind uncle came.

"Have you eaten?".

"It was home"

"Sholat?"

"Alhamdulillah is already sum"

From childhood I always called my uncle as Mr. Ma'sum, it is not the real name in my uncle's ID card, it's the name given by his teacher when he was at the boarding school, my uncle was a devout religious man at all times of prayer whatever work I was always reminded to leave, he always ordered the earliest commandment in advance is the commandment of God, God, I studied religion also a lot from uncle wardrobe in his living room full of books and books, I like to explore the world when looking at books and uncle's books.

From learning to teach from uncle, indeed uncle is one of Ustadz in our village, he teaches children from the age of five years to children who grow up, he taught without being paid a penny, he taught, he sincerely taught us one firm grip he is let us compete in terms of goodness, although not paid I think uncle never lacked the material.

Every time someone comes to his house, they just ask for advice, ask for prayer, sometimes there is also someone asking him to lead the tahlilan, not infrequently who comes to the house uncle gives an envelope, and sometimes there is also someone who asks him to lead tahlilan, although the uncle would not accept it and the uncle never asked for it either, everyone who came must have left the envelope.

Not infrequently from the envelope he distributed to the children of the village, in fact those who were orphans sometimes also told me to enter the charity box of the Mosque.

I sometimes wonder, why those who come as me sincerely give, gradually I began to know that people with knowledge do not have to bother looking for the world, the world that will pursue us, he said, those are the words of uncle that are proven.

My uncle also has a daughter who is four years younger than me, he is named Nisa he is like my uncle who is no less intelligent about religion, science, he also helped teach children to teach after Magrib.

Sorepun it was time for me to go home, I got a motorbike today to patch and a motor to wash, it is not expensive the name is also in the village of one tire patch for the motorcycle was only five thousand, to wash the motor seven thousand, today I got twenty-two thousand money, he said, eleven thousand I take home half as usual half I put in a tire patch can.