Dumped for Pregnant Girls

The wise little one and the sick heart of his mother

A week has passed and tonight it appears that Zafira and her mother, helped by some neighbors, are cleaning the house after doing the seventh night. After everything was done, the neighbors said goodbye to Zafira and Bu Mayang.

"Mrs Mayang, Fira, we go home first!" pamit one of the neighbors.

"Mom, Fira, we're saying yes!"

"Yes, Mom. Thanks in advance for bothering to help here," said Bu Mayang.

"Oh yes, ma'am, there is still cake, please bring it for the sisters at home" Zafira said, handing over a bag of cookies to some neighbors who helped them clean up.

"Geez son of Fira, even so ngerepotin. Shouldn't be necessary. You're all in mourning."

"No papa kok Bu, there are still many problems than redundant. Thanks again, Mom."

"Yes, thank you Fira. Wassalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salam wr.wb," replied Zafira and Bu Mayang together.

After re-entering the house, Zafira approached his two daughters who were playing Zafira's cell phone.

"Ma, when's school coming back?" ask Regina who has not been to school for a few days.

Zafira is confused. The school where Regina attended included an elite school whose monthly fees were quite expensive, while the remaining savings were not much. Fortunately, the father followed the death charity of the mosque so the money can be spent for funeral expenses and tahlilan. Not to mention the help of the neighbors because during his life, the father was always looking after the friendship with the neighbors. Mr. Ahmad also often helped the neighbors well so that when they knew Mr. Ahmad died, the neighbors also came to flock to serve and provide assistance from money, basic food, and money, until the food because they know the family of Mr. Ahmad is grieving so it is not possible to cook.

"Darling, I think you'll change schools, how? You're not papa, are you?" zafira asked gently so that her daughter would not be too surprised.

"But why ma? Why did Regi have to move?" ask plain Regina.

Zafira took a deep breath, she did not want to lie to her son. It's good that he is honest so that his son slowly wants to understand the difficulties of his parents. Now they were different so he couldn't possibly go to school like he used to.

"Darling, you know we don't live with papa. Still ... Mama has no job. Regi's tuition there is expensive. Mama does have savings, but .. mama's savings are not much. So ... "

"Yes ma, Regi is not papa. The origin of Regi is always the same mama, Regi does not matter where the school is," said Regina sage to make the eyes of Zafira glazed.

'Look, my son is very wise. Who said they were useless? Look, Regina is only 6 years old, but she is very wise and able to understand the difficulties of her parents. I'm sure you'll regret your decision to throw away your children, your flesh and blood. Not all children can be wise like this. I am grateful to have children like Regina and Refina. They are both wonderful gifts from God. I will always take care of them as best I can. That's my promise," Zafira's inner monologue.

"Thank you, honey, I understand you..My mother is very much the same Regi and Refi," said Zafira while smiling widely.

"Honey too, ma," chirped Refina who had kissed Zafira's stomach made Zafira chuckle with curiosity.

Now both of his daughters are asleep. Seeing the mother looked dreamy with a view towards the television, Zafira immediately approached and lay her head on the mother's shoulders.

Bu Mayang then wrapped his hand on Zafira's shoulder while rubbing it.

Just because his daughter was born from poor people like them, just because his daughter was not their dream daughter-in-law, just because their child did not love his daughter, did his daughter deserve to be treated this way? Truly, Miss Mayang was very hurt for their actions. If killing is innocent, Ms. Mayang would like to finish off all those who have hurt her children and grandchildren.

As a mother, she was very hurt. She who was pregnant and gave birth to her daughter risked her life, but someone else hurt her. He's never been rude to his son, but they ...

I swear to God, he is hurt. Bu Mayang to the interior, not willing to feel if they live happily, while his daughter must live with her children. He was very hurt. But let it be, he won't repay them with his hands. Let God take away his heartache. He was sure that the law of the sow existed. He is sure that what they sow now, they will reap in return in the future.

"But ... "

"But what?" ma'am Mayang asked curiously as the princess suddenly fell silent. "So Fira saw in Saskia's story, they're getting married tomorrow morning. They had a party so magnificent and luxurious, very inversely proportional to Fira who. Can Fira feel hurt, Mom?" lirih Zafira with reddened eyes.

Yes, Zafira did follow Saskia's insta account. While putting Refina to sleep earlier, Zafira opened her instant account and she saw the preparations for Refano and Saskia's wedding party were so grand and luxurious. Very, very inversely proportional to his marriage which is not only not held event, but also unpublished. Married only in front of Prambudi's grandfather, in the emergency room. Zafira was in pain. He who accompanied for 7 years was never recognized at all. Never considered at all. He's really hurt.

Bu Mayang's chest felt so tight. He who heard it felt very hurt, especially his daughter who experienced.

"Prophey, son. Everything must have its silver lining. You're powerful. You definitely can. I'm sure you can get through this and I'm sure you'll get your happiness. There is a mother, mother will always be with you" said Bu Mayang Lirih trying to calm Zafira who he believed must be very hurt.

"Mom, looks like Fira has to get back to work." Zafira said after shrinking her tears.

"Do you know what you want to work and where?"

Zafira shook her head still leaning on the mother's shoulders.

"Don't know yet. But tomorrow Fira has an appointment with Nova. Fira wants to ask Nova, hopefully he can help. Doain Fira's mother." Nova was Zafira's best friend when she was both in college.

"But you're pregnant, son, you shouldn't be later, after you give birth." It is clear that Bu Mayang is worried about the situation of the princess who is two-bodied if she has to work.

"Can't be Mom. Fira's savings are not much, not for daily use, for Regi's milk and Refi, for Regi's school, not to mention the cost of buying baby supplies and labor costs."

Bu Mayang could only sigh and nod his head.

"Yes, I can only say, always be careful. Mom will help guard Regi and Refi if you work, I'm still strong. You're mother's treasure, so always be careful, son."

"Yes, Mom. Please pray so that Fira's efforts are given convenience," said Zafira.

"That's for sure, I will always pray for you and your grandchildren. Now rest up. Don't think about it. Just let them have fun now, I'm sure, someday, they'll all get the reward. God is all-seeing and all-fair, son. Allah cannot remain silent when his servant is wronged." Bu Mayang said as he rubbed the top of Zafira's head which was taken by the pregnant woman before passing into the room where her two daughters were asleep.

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