Daughter, Matahari..

Daughter, Matahari..
4. Mother's Advice



I don't feel like I'm now entering my second trimester. Now the feeling of nausea has also begun to occur rarely. However, more and more days the stomach is more visible poking, but I try to cover it with loose and covered clothes.


When I left the house, I also felt worried about the neighbors. Because I'm afraid if they realize that I'm two-bodied right now.


Right today I went out to buy some vegetables and some exhausted groceries. But while on the way, I was suddenly shocked by my neighbor who always wanted to know the affairs of others. In fact, he likes to spread hoax news that is not necessarily the truth.


"Eh, Devi, did you buy vegetables? Where's your mother where's the tumben not yet visible?" ask Mother Rom who is currently trying to keep up with my footsteps.


"Em, yes Ma'am, my mother is not feeling well, so I'm buying vegetables and some supplies of groceries that run out" I said with a smile.


"O. that's. Uh, yes Dev, you're getting fatter now? Your body also began to contain, unlike when you first came here, it looks thinner," said Ms. Romlah who began to pry information about me.


I nodded, and remained silent for a moment.


'Did Mom Romlah realize that I was hiding something ? Did he also put any suspicion on me? Oh my God, please don't let him realize it!' my mind, while linking my fingers to neutralize the nervousness that was enveloping me.


"Em, maybe right now I feel calm and peaceful, Mom. The mind is also calm because it can gather with my parents," I lie while looking straight ahead, without looking at Ms. Romlah.


I don't know how long I can hide my contents, which will be more and more clear, and it's impossible for me to cover it again.


"O, is that it? But you're okay, aren't you, Dev? You see, you've changed a lot now, too" asked Romlah, who is still trying to interrogate me.


"Alhamdulillah I am good, Ma'am. Then excuse me first, ma'am? It's groceries I've all, I also want to cook first," said I politely.


After saying goodbye to the mothers who were there, then I accelerated my footsteps, so that I could immediately avoid the mothers who were still struggling in the vegetable maker.


After arriving home, my breath went up and down irregularly. Then I sat down and neutralized my breath.


"What's wrong with you, son? how come you're running so hastily that your breath isn't as irregular as that?" mother asked when she saw me leaning my body on the chair.


Then I told Mom everything, what just happened. So that makes me feel very anxious.


"I met Ms. Romlah who likes to go to the man's business, Mom. It seems like he is starting to get suspicious of me, because of the changes that are happening to me right now. He said I was getting fuller and this is it. Huh! do I have to hide inside the house, Mom? So that people don't suspect me" I complained as I closed my eyes for a moment.


My mother walked slowly and approached me.


"It's not like that, son. Slowly sooner or later, people will also know about what you have been hiding from them. The most important thing now is to take care of your condition and health. Don't think too much about what people say later! You should be able to be more patient and sincere to deal with everything later," Mother advised me, with a faint smile.


Only Mom has always been a booster for me, and Mom has always been the most comfortable place for me to lean on.


In every do'a, I always ask that I be given the strength and fortitude to face the rigors of this life. Hopefully I can pass all the tests and trials that are alternating, I will take the wisdom behind this incident.


Mother returned my embrace, while gently peeping my forehead.


"Mom just wants to be there for you, son. Because I love you so much, you're the single most precious treasure you've ever had. So whatever and how you are now or later, I will never leave you and will remain by your side. Except, Allah SWT called Mother first to return to Him." said Mother in her soft voice.


Then I tightened my arms back to Mom.


"I will always pray to Allah SWT, so that the mother is given health and long life, and can accompany me to raise the child who is still in my womb, Mom." I said with a loud voice.


After saying that, now the circle of clear crystals finally decayed back.


"Sst! Don't cry, baby! It's not good if pregnant women have a lot of thoughts and stress, son. Do not think too much about what people say later, let this life run like running water and follow the flow. Believe that! If someday, happiness will come to you and your baby. They never know what it's like to be by your side, son. Be a strong, strong woman, don't let their words tear down your defenses and your heart's firmness."


Now Mother's advice always motivates me, so that I never falter and become a weak woman.


"GoddessA, Mom. May I always be strong to face every speech of the people later. And as I said earlier, let everything go like running water, somewhere the current will take me, at this time I can only follow and live it sincerely." I said while re-sticking my face.


"Oo .. yes, Mom. I almost forgot I haven't cooked yet, I'm hungry too, Mom. I'll cook first, Mom? Mom just rest. Later after the food is ready, I will call Mom back and we will eat together." I asked Mom in a soft voice.


"Is it okay if you cook yourself, son? do you need Mom to help you?" haggard Mother who is currently still beside me.


"No, Ma. You better rest first, so that you can be healthy again soon," I asked again while reassuring Mother.


"Jas. Then you go to the room first, son? I also hope to be healthy again soon, and can help you to clean this house," said Mother with a sad face.


"Good, Mom. If you need anything, just call me" I said with a smile.


A moment later, the atmosphere was silent. Because I was in the kitchen by myself, even though I could smile and laugh in front of my mother. But when I was alone like this, my mind began to wander and contemplate my fate.


I don't know where this current will lead my life later, even though I always try to be sincere. But I cannot deny, if I also feel afraid and depressed about my current situation.


Pregnant out of wedlock, and later my son was also born without a father. Am I ready for the consequences later?


After all the food was ready and served on the table, I rushed to call Mother who was still resting in the room.


"Mother, get up first, yuk! we eat together. Later after eating, you can rest again,"


"Oh, sorry, kid. Mother overslept, huh? yes, come on!"


Finally we ate together quietly and comfortably, even though it was just a simple meal, but we are very grateful for the blessings of Allah SWT that HE has given us.