Daughter, Matahari..
5. Insults and Cacians
Entering the third trimester..
What I was afraid of all this time, is really happening now. As my stomach grew bigger and bigger, I was no longer able to cover it up from the people around me.
Once one day while I was walking around in the morning and accompanied by Mom, there were some Mothers waiting in line to buy vegetables staring cynically at me.
"Eh, that's Devi, now her stomach is getting bigger, huh? It turns out that all this time we were fooled by his clothes were all covered. In fact, every time we catch him, he always berkilah and lie to us," said Ms. Romlah, one of our neighbors who really likes to interfere in the affairs of others.
"Yes yes, Mothers. We didn't expect that, did we? if the man in the cover is a good man and Sholehah? uh it turns out, don't know it all just to cover up his behavior and disgrace. Well, let's see for example," now Miss Rica chimed in on Ms. Romlah's words, staring cynically at me.
Not only that, there are still a lot of gossip, and insults that must be heard every day from the spicy mouths of neighbors around us. But all that was not only done by the neighbors, and around the house alone who insulted and gossiped me, brothers who knew also did the same to me.
In my heart, I can only be patient and privileged, so that I am always given strength in the face of the trials and trials of the people around me.
'Please strengthen me, O God! I just want to maintain the care and trust that You have given me, ' I asked whenever I felt very depressed and almost desperate.
While the mother who always listened to insults and gossip from the neighbors, just remained silent while embracing me. Mother tried to always be there to strengthen me, who could only resign to this situation.
"Prophey, honey? this is just one of the tests of Allah SWT for you. So you must always be strong, because I'm sure you can get through this, son. Allah SWT wants to raise your degree higher. So be patient, because someday happiness will always be with you. Believe me after the storm, there will always be a rainbow!" mother's advice to me, whenever people around us are always judging me regardless of how I feel.
"Yes, Mom. I will always remember my mother's advice. InshaALLAH I certainly can and strong to deal with all this," I said with a thin smile.
When I was in front of my mom, I always tried to smile. In fact, what I feel is inversely proportional to what I see today.
'O God, if You want me to keep this care of You. Please give me the fortitude and sincerity to take this test every day. Thicken these ears and hearts to receive the gossip of neighbors and relatives who already know how I am currently, ' my do'a in heart.
"Come on, Mom, we're home! like I was getting tired of walking, and feeling really hungry" I said to distract Mom from the words.
"Ooo .. Come on, son. What do you want to eat today? is there something you want?" ask Mom lovingly.
"Em, I want anything, ma'am. It's just that I want to see Mom cook later, hehe.it seems like Mom's granddaughter can't wait to meet her Grandma," I said with a small chuckle.
Along the way, we also slightly joked, just to forget the insults and insults of the people, who only looked at me with one eye.
Maybe it's true said mom. If someday, whether it's time, there will be happiness for me and my son and mother.
In my heart I feel so grateful for what I have right now, even though my life has been ruined. But behind all this, there is wisdom I have learned.
I have promised myself that from now on I will never heed the words and insults of those who look down on me.
As long as I can still stand on my own without bothering those people, then I can definitely show them all that they despise can rise again.
Arriving at home, Mother was immediately looking for food ingredients in the refrigerator. With a wily Mother cut and weed everything herself, without the slightest help from me.
"Is there anything I can help you with, ma'am?" bargain me while watching Mom's quick movements.
She shook her head quickly and rejected my offer.
"No need, son. You just sit sweet, let Mother finish it by herself. Today I want to pamper my beloved daughter and my granddaughter" Mother refused in her soft voice.
Not long after, finally all simple dishes made by Mother are ready to be presented on the table. I who saw it now can not wait to immediately enjoy the dish in front of me, until my saliva is almost dripping when I see all the dishes that look very delicious.
"Come, Mom. I was really already very hungry, and wanted to finish all this food immediately," whined me in a spoiled tone.
"alright. Come, Honey. Eat a lot, so that your granddaughter in there will be fatter and fuller like her mother now," Mother joked while offering one of my favorite foods.
I heard Mom's joke, just pretended to sulk and pursed my lips.
It is not wrong with the words that Mother just uttered, but I also do not want to be said fat by her.
Finally we also enjoyed each other's food served at this time, so it did not feel I almost spent some of the dishes available.
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It doesn't feel like night has come. As usual, we were busy with our activities. Every day we always share tasks, so that the work can be completed quickly and everything will feel light.
Honestly, actually I do not want to be a burden on my mother, but how else, I have no one at this time who can be invited to share my complaint.
The night is getting late, for a while the unfinished work will be resumed tomorrow morning. Feels very tired, especially my content that has reached the age of 8 months.
A body that sometimes cannot be worked too hard. But I realized, now I was also bringing one more life in me.
'Patience, dear. Mom is fighting to keep you. Healthy always in the belly of Mother, until later you are born in this world. Until you're in Mom's arms, and I'll always be looking forward to that moment, baby. Mom loves you very much..'
