To be the Second
Return Home Village

A few months later..

Anniyah_PoV

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The sound of roosters crowing so loud was heard behind the house, marked it was morning. Although the situation outside is still very dark, but I have to wake up soon adhan dawn reverberate. I immediately got up from my bed, walked towards the bathroom.

" Mom's up?" I asked to look at the woman who had given birth to me seventeen years ago already struggling in the kitchen. Yes last month I grew by one year which means that I am getting older, hehe, it's okay that life is getting older and more and more experiences of my life in this world.

Last month I was sent back by my beloved husband, but not because our marriage was on the verge of collapse and ending in separation but, because in a few weeks time I will soon give birth, she said, therefore I choose to go home rather than in the city there is no one who will help after I give birth, it was also because of the request from my mother too, understand me not experienced.

" Yes Nduk, I want to cook first. How's stomach? Still mules ndak?" Ask with a worried look. Yes I just want that last night my stomach slightly mules, my sleep became not calm, changed position tilted to the right and to the left it feels really uncomfortable, so I chose to sleep in a squatting position, exactly like people were prostrating, although it looks uncomfortable, but for me it is quite comfortable if in that position.

I smiled at my mother who was cutting a banana heart, which seemed to be going to be the menu today. " It's hard, ma'am, it's just hard to sleep." Obviously with a spoiled tone. Hmm, when did I last spar on my mother? It seems never.

Exactly there is no time, my mother used to be busy every day working as a factory worker leaving after dawn to go home before Dzuhur. And I myself, go back to school to the vegetable nyari garden or anything that can be sold with my friend Tini. It was so vivid of our lives when I was a kid.

" It is so that if the gestational age is getting older, sleep is not good, back and forth to the bathroom, very quickly tired. But do not be too spoiled for laziness, later your child will also be a lazy child. Especially said your daughter's midwife, right? Teach him to start in the womb." My mother as usual showed her true nature. Yes, actually, my mother is very chatty, yes, but how else is she still my real mother.

" No ma'am, Niyah went to the bathroom first." I immediately stepped into the bathroom to fulfill my wish. Before long I went out and immediately berwudhu in the shower near the bathroom.

After I finished praying I went back to the kitchen to help my mother. The aroma of the distinctive taste of cooking immediately pierced my sense of smell, very fragrant. I feel hungry to eat.

" Hmm, that's so good Mom smells, that last night's leftover rice is still there? Niyah seemed to be hungry, had not eaten a banana heart for a long time, it must have tasted so good." I said as I picked up an empty plate on the shelf near the big table.

" There's still a little left. Uh, but you can't eat this vegetable, you know, if a pregnant woman can't eat a banana heart vegetable, pamali." My mother exclaimed a little loudly, which surprised me.

" Why can't Mom eat? 'And it's good, later if Mother's grandchildren how?" I asked who was deliberately flirting. It is strange that good vegetables should not be eaten. Yesterday I was forbidden to eat pineapple fruit, then tomorrow snail, there just can not be this, that is, a lot of prohibitions for pregnant women.

" Aren't you able to eat, can you please Niyah, hear Mom? Will your child in the stomach change in size, grow up, then shrink again? Already pk

what do parents say." Smash my mother again. What makes me speechless, is that of the morning blind storm just because of food. I also stepped going to the back, I happened to see a lot of dirty clothes, even though we were only three in this house.

Yes, in the end, my sister Anna has worked in the city with her friend is still one village, precisely she works as a labor employee in a hair factory. And the good news is that Mas Anton has also worked but in other cities invited by his friend from this village as well.

" What do you want to do with Niyah in the bathroom? Wanna shower? He said he was gonna eat?" My mother asked confusedly looking at me probing.

And I immediately shook my head weakly, yes I was hungry to eat, but because of the ultimatum can not eat a banana heart, my hunger just disappeared. Pissed off? Of course, I had imagined that the banana heart vegetable taste must be very good on the tongue, but Mother broke my spirit without the slightest guilt.

" Not hungry. I want to wash my clothes, the dirty clothes are already a lot in the bathroom." Without waiting for an answer from Mom, I went straight into the bathroom, and started filling the water into empty buckets.

" Later the rest of the rinse water do not you pour on your feet, you know Niyah, remember you can't.!" My mother screamed back. This is the umpteenth time, almost every day I hear Mom say this every time I want to wash clothes. He said later let not twin banyu (water) time birahiran, although I do not understand, just look at me obey said Mother.

After I finished washing, I walked in front of the alley, without using footwear, Mother said to help the process of giving birth, so that it was smooth and mobile. Likewise said Madam Midwife who I often visit every time I check my content every month.

" Eh Mbak Niyah walk yes, it's his stomach is really big, what's inside?" I turned and found Yudha, my five-year-old neighbor's son, standing in front of her house. Yudha's son Pak Sarojan and Bu Warsinah in front of the house.

" Eh, Yudha, come with Mbak for a walk. You know that there's a dedek in here." My heart rubbed my enlarged stomach.

" The Ma'am? How can the powder get into the stomach, which way?" Ask so plainly. I let out a long breath for a moment, how am I going to explain it this way.

" Yes, because God put it in your stomach, it's in here." I answered confusedly. I saw him stealing glances at my stomach all the time, then taking turns to look at me." Later if the grandpa was born, Yudha would like to play with his grandpa?" I asked who was trying to divert our conversation, I also the hell why was saying that to a child. We continued walking back and forth in this alley while continuing to chat.

" Yeey, Yudha will, Yudha will. Ma'am later Dedeknya women what men?" Ask again with so much enthusiasm, making me smile and also relieved, because he no longer asked about the previous one.

" Women dong, who must be beautiful like Ma'am. Hehe, Yudha doesn't want a sister?" I asked who did know that Yudha was the youngest child, and she had three brothers all of whom were brothers, so she did not have a sister yet. Who knows, Ms. Warsinah wants to have a daughter.

" Want to dong Mbak, but how?" Just asking so innocently, makes me anxious.

" It's so easy, Yudha just told Yudha's mother, if she wanted that sister." I started provoking him, I'm so ignorant.

" Oh so, Ma'am. Yes already then—

Yudha had not yet finished her words, there was a voice shouting from the left side of the two of us, which made me immediately gasp.

" YUDHA?!!" Calling him, but his gaze looked at me sharply, as if to pounce on me alive.

Die me..

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