About Fany

Part 2: Flashback

2005

'I want us to divorce'

'I have a girlfriend here'

'you take care of the divorce papers yourself'

A woman stared at the screen of her mobile phone tightly. Tears began to slide down her white cheeks. He cried as he touched his stomach. Her nightmare has come, things that she never expected happened, divorced while 5 months pregnant, via SMS anyway.

"Divya, why are you son?" an old woman approached her crying child.

"Hiks... Mothers... That's David..." Divya showed her phone to her mother.

"Nonsolent David," his mother immediately hugged Divya tightly, "have a son, don't cry, pity your baby."

Divya cries even more, she feels her life with her baby is destroyed. The husband who went to the capital to work was cheating and intended to divorce her.

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It's been 3 months since Divya divorced her ex-husband. Every day he does is chatting with the baby in his stomach. He tried to stay happy even though he was also very sad over the bad events that happened to him. He just doesn't want his son to be adversely affected if he's overstressed.

Economically, Divya's life is far from being able to. He just lives with his mother. If there was a husband who worked as a factory worker, now he and his mother must be able to find their own income. Her mother works as an employee at a grocery store owned by her neighbor, while Divya becomes a tailor. Armed with the sewing skills he obtained at SMK first, he received permak services. The money earned is not much, but at least enough to buy milk pregnant women.

As of now, Divya was struggling with a shirt and some needles. He must finish his neighbor's order.

"Akh!"

Suddenly his finger was pierced by a needle. But wait, the finger that bleeds, why does his stomach hurt. Divya held onto her stomach which was getting more and more painful. The feeling was that the baby was pushing to get out.

"Ouch... It hurts..."

Sure enough, Divya saw a clear liquid flowing quite profusely from between her legs.

With the rest of her energy, Divya tries to stand up and walk out of the house looking for help. While enduring the pain, he opened the door of the house and circulated his gaze looking for anyone in sight. Luckily his house was across from RT's house, and it just so happened that Bu RT was sweeping the yard.

"Bj RT... Please.." in a soft voice, Divya tried to call Ms. RT.

Ms. RT who heard a weak voice calling out to her turned to Divya.

"Good, Divya!" Ms. RT threw the broom that was held earlier, "Sir! The father! Please Divya Sir! Divya wants to give birth!"

Ms. RT panicked enough to scream in front of the house to call her husband to help Divya, then she immediately ran to Divya. Some neighbors who heard the screams of Bu RT rushed to Divya's house.

"God is going to give birth" said one of the residents.

"Divya, you calm down, yes, take a slow breath" ordered Bu RT beside Divya.

"Sir RT, sneak, this is Divya giving birth here," shouted one of the residents who saw Mr. RT was preparing a car to take Divya to the hospital.

"Divya!" Divya's mother looked panicked running from the store after being told by a resident that her child was going to give birth.

"Mothers... Sick mom..." Divya immediately cried while in the arms of her mother.

"Son, hold on a minute, you will soon meet your baby" said Divya's mother while rubbing her child's forehead full of sweat.

"Let's get in the car! Gentlemen, please help us raise Divya," ordered Mr. RT.

After that, Divya along with her mother, Mr. RT, and Ms. RT rushed to the hospital.

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Inside the delivery room, Divya is accompanied by her mother. He still had to wait for several hours to arrive at the perfect opening stage. During that time, the mother and several nurses gave instructions to keep Divya calm and breathe well.

"Don't be afraid, son. You are a strong woman. Surely it can give birth smoothly," said Divya's mother while holding her hand tightly.

Divya tried to think positively. He must not be afraid, he must endure, for the sake of his son. However, for some reason at times like this, she actually remembered her ex-husband. Her heart ached considering that there should be a husband figure by her side as she fought for their baby.

"Son," her mother's voice broke Divya's pitiful thought, "don't think of anything for now. Trust me, after hearing the cry of your baby, you will be so happy, that you will forget all the suffering in your heart."

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Divya's mother waited outside the delivery room accompanied by Ms. RT. Although he had felt what it was like to give birth, he was very afraid to see his only child struggling to give birth to his grandchild. Various bad thoughts haunt him, he will not be able to if something bad happens to Divya.

Oekkp... Oekkkp...

The sound of baby crying could be heard making everyone outside smile happily. Not long after, a nurse came out.

"Congratulations mom, Divya's mother gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, now the baby is being cleaned," the nurse said.

"Then, how's my son?" ask Divya's mom to worry.

"Mother Divya is in the process of suturing because the bleeding was quite severe, but the condition is fine, no need to worry."

After the whole process of labor was completed and Divya was conscious. Divya's mother and the tiny baby in the baby box were brought in to meet Divya.

"Divya," called Divya's mother making her turn.

"Mother? My son is so cute, right" Divya saw the baby in the box, his body still very limp just to move.

"Yes, Son. She looks a lot like you," Divya's mother smiled warmly at her grandson, "have you thought of a name for her?"

"Of course" said Divya eagerly, "Fany Zahira Afdanela."

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2006

One year since the birth of her little daughter, Divya now began to struggle with her sewing machine again. Her mother forbade her to work outside the home so she could focus on raising Fany. They no longer lived in the house, but in a small rented property of a neighbor who was not far from his house. Mother Fany's house has been sold to pay off the cost of labor is very expensive.

"Fany... Her beautiful son's mother..." Divya fondled Fany who was in her arms.

"It's funny the mother's son" Divya kissed Fany's cheek, which made Fany smile showing her gums that had not been overgrown with teeth, "ahaha, it's so nice to play with my mother, son."

Suddenly, there was a neighbor running towards his contract.

"Divyah! Divya!"

Divya was startled and immediately ran out of the house, "what's the matter, Ms Ratna?"

"Your mother..."

Divya immediately understood that something bad was happening, "my mother why, Mom?!"

"Your mother passed out at the store, now she's going to the hospital."

Divya leaves Fany to the mother, then rushes to the store where her mother works. There he saw his mother pass out surrounded by several residents. After Divya arrives, the store owner immediately takes Divya's mother to the hospital along with Divya.

Once in the hospital, Divya's mother was immediately put into the IGD room because her condition was critical, she had hypertension, and now her disease is worsening. All prayers have been offered by Divya so that her mother can make it through the critical period, but God wants something else.

"Sorry Miss Divya, the mother of Miss Divya is no longer saved."

That same day, at exactly 9 pm, Divya's mother was pronounced dead due to the rupture of a blood vessel in the brain.

Since the death of her mother, Divya's life has become more difficult. He started working at the grocery store where his mother used to work, luckily the store owner allowed him to take Fany to work. Then, at night, Divya will stay up late to finish her sewing order.