Almira's Regret

Crying and Laughter

The day continues to change until now Mira's birth age has entered the fifth month. You begin to feel movement in your stomach. Neighborly rumors began to sound. Even satirize Mira blatantly while shopping at the vegetable brother roving.

Where's husband? How to live alone? Hooded pregnant? Though living alone yes but his stomach soaring. In addition to such sentences there are also those who blatantly say themselves palmur syar'i.

"Sabar yes mbak Mira, their mouth does not have a brake," said the vegetable brother.

Some are worse than that Mira often get a letter in the form of a call to stay the night. "If my loneliness is ready to accompany me, two or three sons can also. Guaranteed addiction." It was the contents of the letter that was currently holding. There are other letters that are almost accepted every day. It is the same as a call to have fun.

Mira squeezed the paper, she looked around. His vision met with a group of mothers who were buying vegetables were also looking at him cynically. Though Mira never disturbed their lives but the social sanctions of Mira's past actions really tested her mental health.

"It's so innocent that's the face, but again looking for prey," said a mother whose body was a little thick with fat sagging everywhere.

"Yes, go home early in the morning eh curled also stomach. How many people are served a day?"

"Already, now it looks like my vegetable cart is berling pungsi bu-mom. No longer a place to sell vegetables but a place to gibbah." Said the vegetable maker.

They stopped insinuating Mira when they saw Fahmi's car approaching. But the nature remains, they whisper to each other.

Fahmi's doctor got off when the car stopped in front of Mira's house. The handsome doctor's smile greeted the mothers who were talking about him. "Are you ready, Deck?" Today's schedule checks the content of Mira. Usually they do not just go both there is always Adel who accompanies. But this time Adel could not join his schedule to go to school.

"Dok, how do you want to?" ask a mother who is the best among them.

Doctor Fahmi just replied with a smile. Didn't intend to answer the mother's unqualified question earlier. "First, first" he told the greengrocer.

In the car, Mira closed her eyes. His red cheeks indicate that the woman is holding everything that is stifling in the chest. The car slowly drove.

"Don't listen to their words that don't suit our hearts, Dek." Fahmi spoke without looking. His eyes were straight on the road ahead.

"Capek, Doc," said Mira weakly. Tears fluttered down on the cheeks. "It hurts to fix yourself."

"Cry it, Dek. After that forget it, get up again. We can't control their tongues but I'm sure you can control your feelings. What's inside that belly is your strength. You are a great mother."

Fahmi's long sentence was unable to make Mira soothe the cries. His shoulders are still shaking. Fahmi hugged the body, grabbed it and assured him that he was not alone. There is a person who will always accompany you. But it looks like Mira has no sign of accepting new people. His heart was still the same closed and only open to the man who had won his seed without a bond.

"Don't feel alone, assume I'm your family too. Don't feel awkward. We do not regard our affection as a form of pity. We love you sincerely. You are my sister, brother Adelia, brother Syafa."

"Thank you, Doc."

Yes Fahmi treats Mira like a brother himself. During Mira's pregnancy she was never absent to not escort Mira to check the contents. She was already like a standby husband, unfortunately unable to touch.

Arriving at the hospital, they went straight to the obstetrician Mira. Because there is access from Fahmi be Mira not in line like other pregnant women. Of course, because it has made promises before.

"How does it feel, Doc welcomed the birth of the second child?" ask a colleague Fahmi. The man who was asked just laughed, not offended at all.

"Dinikahi dong, Dok let halal in touch," replied the obstetrician after asking mira to lie down to do USG.

When the woman's doctor asked Mira to raise her clothes when Fahmi chose to duck and play the device. He only listened to the doctor's explanation about the development of Mira's pregnancy.

Mira stared at the screen that displayed the state of the baby in her womb. The baby is present due to Mira's weakness at the time.

Forgive me, Son.

"The mining is good, asking also according to his age. Yeah, well, it's not healthy for her doctor husband."

It was common for Mira to listen to the jokes of these two doctors when she checked. It does not feel strange anymore, precisely with the joking of them slightly reduce the mood that had been chaotic.

The doctor also reminded that Mira still eat nutritious food and rest enough but that does not mean lazy.

"Then my job is what doc," asked Fahmi idly.

"The father stays fast until the witness says it is legitimate. Remember, Pak was first climbed. Already used to fasting?"

"Yes, the doctor knows for himself" said Fahmi, then with Mira.

Mira is picked up by the driver from home, while Fahmi begins to do his job. The joke was in the doctor's room still lingering in Mira's mind. He smiled at me every once in a while remembering every sentence. He was crying this morning, laughing in the doctor's office. That's how life is always there are two sides that are different directions but can not be separated. Heaven and earth. Day and night. Sadness and happiness and much more. The shoes are not all left but there is a right. Man is not really bad but in ugliness it is tucked away in happiness.

From many events that Mira went through he could take wisdom in it. He rarely complains like he used to. As he complains Fahmi is always present nearby. He said that life is part of him. Nothing can be removed but the past teaches us not to enter the same thing and not to regret it a second time.

"It's over, Mira." The driver told Mira who was daydreaming.

"Astagfirullah, because my father took his mobik well until I was not aware that we had arrived. Thank you sir," said Mira as the driver made the door for her.

Mira works with Fahmi but the other workers there treat Mira like they treat other members of the community.

"Sister!" Shafa ran towards him. Her hair was already neatly pinched in two and her body was already fragrant. "Kangen," he said as he swagged spoiled around hugging Mira's body.

"Sister is missing, why not go to school?"

"Emm I want to be delivered to school with my sister."

"Dad knows Syafa didn't go to school?" The little boy shook his head. "Other times it can't be that, pity father has worked so that Syafa can go to school. I'd be sad to know that Syafa's truant."

"Yes, I'll apologize to you later. His stomach is big." Shafa touched Mira's stomach and rubbed his hands there. "This baby is my sister?"

Moments later Mira and Shafa's nanny look at each other.