RAINBOW FOR HURRICANE HANS

REUNITE

I still feel nauseous in the morning even though my gestational age is 7 months. During these few months in addition to helping Ms. Asni take care of the children of the orphanage I also tried to sell birthday cakes. pretty much ordered my cake, I am very grateful because they are satisfied.

One day I received an order for a birthday cake. I made it as good as I could hope my buyer wasn't disappointed.

I delivered the cake to the address written, there was no feeling whatsoever when I delivered the cake it was just my baby candidate just kept moving inside my stomach.

''Good afternoon, I'm dropping off a birthday cake order'' I said to a woman who was sweeping the yard.

When the woman turned around, I was shocked to see her.

''Asih Lady?'' I said.

''Miss, is madam okay?'' ask bi Asih.

''I'm good bi, auntie how is it?''

''Thank goodness aunt is healthy, is the mistress pregnant?'' tanya bi Asih looked at my stomach that had been bloated.

''Yes bi, it has been 7 months just pray for healthy and healthy baby candidates. Here's the cake bi'' I said as I handed over the box.

''Bi Asih what the order of the cake has come''' The sound of Hans came to us. He looked at me with a dislike look.

''Why are you here again? Great yes just a few months apart you are already pregnant.Cih! Cheap bottom, you are indeed a shameless woman, pregnant still shows her face here, at most it's an illegitimate child'' said mas Hans.

My heart aches hearing the abuse of me and the child I'm carrying, wanting to feel like I'm crying but holding back my tears.

Bi Asih wanted to tell Hans, but I held him back.

''Bi drive this woman away, don't let her into this house again'' said mas Hans passed away. My stomach kept moving, I just rubbed it.

''Bi, I'm sorry to go home don't tell me that cake I made and don't tell me the same mas Hans if I'm pregnant with his child, let me take care of it myself'' I said to bi Asih. He just nodded and looked at me with pity.

I don't want to get pity from others, I'll try hard for my son.

''My mother wishes you to be a strong child, show everyone that you are not an illegitimate child as your father said, I said, stroking my stomach.

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Two months later, the day of delivery also arrived, from dawn my stomach was already heartburn but still not regular and still rarely arise. I'm still helping Asni's mother take care of the orphanage's children. In the afternoon when I finished the bath, I felt something wet on my feet, I immediately called Asni.

''Seems like your baby will be born son, mother call the doctor yes you sleep in bed'' said the mother passed calling doctor Lia who has been handling my pregnancy.

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Doctor Lia was already in my room, she checked whether I was going to give birth or not.

''Ma'am, it's already opening seven, soon the baby will be born'' said the doctor.

I was taken by Dr. Lia to his clinic, his heartburn has started to be regular and lasts a long time.

''Doctor what I can already strain it feels like my stomach has hurt once'' I asked.

Doctor Lia immediately examined me, she smiled.

''By ma'am, the opening is complete. If the pain of deep breathing continues to push as when to defecate, said doctor Lia.

I did as directed by the doctor. Just three breaths of my baby's cry, happiness in my heart replaced the pain.

After cleaning and dressing, my baby was placed on my chest so that she could find her own food source. His face was very similar to Hans's, his nose was white and his eyes were not narrow like mine.

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Just one night I stayed at Lia's doctor's clinic. On returning to the orphanage, the children were excited to see their new sister. In turn they kissed my son. Yes, my son is a son whom I named HANS PRATAMA PELANGI WIANDRA.

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Ms. Asni loves my son very much, she always takes care of him when I'm busy at work. I started baking again when Hans was 7 months old, now he is 3 years old. He has never met his father, maybe his father has forgotten us.

''Don't you want to take her to meet her father, son?'' ma'am Asni said while we were making cake batter.

''No ma'am, let us just live alone, his father did not look for us either, I said.

Actually, in the depths of my heart, I also want to meet Hans. But considering her treatment at our last meeting I undoed the intention of bringing Hans to meet her.

''Mom's birthday tomorrow, we go for a walk huh ma'am said Hans came to hug me.

''Yes dear, then you sit there do not disturb the working mother so that tomorrow we can go for a walk'' I said.

Hans cheered cheerfully headed to his room to play. If tomorrow's my birthday means also our wedding anniversary.

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The next morning I woke up very early to make rice tumpeng and side dishes for us to enjoy with the children of the home. Today is a special day so our menu must be special. Hans may have forgotten this day, but I still remember him a lot.

We were on an excursion with the children of the orphanage one of the water playgrounds in the city. The kids were so happy to enjoy playing in the water.

After playing water we decided to have lunch and then go home. I felt that Indra was following us from earlier.

The children have entered the orphanage with bi Asih. I'm still outside completing our transportation payment. As the bus passed, I saw Indra already standing next to Hans' car across the street. I immediately turned around in a hurry to get in.

Indra blocked my hand until my steps stopped. He looked at me with a questionable look.

''Who is the child that madam hugged earlier, why is her face so similar to that of master Hans?'' ask Indra.

I just looked down not knowing what to say.

Indra let go of her check on my hand and then asked again.

''Is he Mr Hans' son?''

''No, he's just my son please don't bother us anymore. Don't say anything to your master let me and my son live a happy life even without a father'' I said then passed leaving Indra glued to his place.

''Who was that, son? Did he hurt you?'' ask Asni who saw everything from behind the door.

''He was Hans ma'am's personal assistant, he had seen Hans when he was in the pool. I hope he didn't tell Hans about my son ma'am''

''But son, he is still his father. One day they will meet, replied Ms. Asni.

I just nodded and went into my room.

After the incident I met Indra, I felt that every day someone was watching me from afar. I'm so scared myself, maybe there's someone who's mean to me.

On Sunday morning after returning home from worship, I took Hans for a walk to the city. Said he wanted to play a comedy play, I went alone with Hans. Upon arrival in the city I immediately took him to a shopping center which is also a place for a carousel rides.

I'm happy to see the smile on her lips, if she smiles she looks a lot like Hans. After being satisfied playing a comedy play, he invited me to eat he said he was hungry.

''Well, we're eating fried chicken huh?'' he said spoiled.

''Alright baby we eat there yuk'' I said pointing to a special food stall fried chicken.

With the spirit of Hans ran there but in the middle of the road he stopped.

''Mama, isn't that papa? Why didn't papa take Hans? Don't you love us mom?'' hans asked pointing at a table.

I saw Hans sitting there together, mother-in-law and oma.

''Dad'' Hans yelled to his father, Hans stared at us from his desk, he didn't blink to look at us.

I immediately carried Hans and left the place, I saw Hans following us, I ran as fast as I could while ordering a taxi online, but Hans was able to catch up with us. He was already standing in front of me I just looked down for an opportunity to run and when the order taxi arrived I immediately ran towards the taxi and told him to leave the place immediately.

I even lied to Hans that the fried chicken was finished tomorrow. So that we can avoid Hans.

We arrived at the parlour after it was late afternoon, I stepped inside while holding Hans who had fallen asleep.

''He looks a lot like me, doesn't he?'' hans' voice rang out behind me, I kept walking maybe I was hallucinating, hoping Hans was looking for me all this time. I continued to step into the orphanage, when I arrived at the door I saw there was a mother-in-law, oma and also Asni ma'am.

Wanted to say hello to them but I had to put Hans to bed first in the room, he must be tired. After putting Hans to sleep I went out of the room I found Hans standing at the door of my room smiling.

I just looked at her, then passed towards the living room to meet the mother-in-law and the oma. I greet both of them, they look at me with a sad face, I feel bad for them for hiding their grandchildren.

''How's mom, oma?'' my many.

''We are good, son, how about you'' said the mother-in-law.

''I'm also good ma'am''

''Is that your son? How old is kiddo?'' ask oma.

''He is my son, he is 3 years old, '' I replied.

Mas Hans kept looking at me, as did oma and mother-in-law. If they ask a lot more I don't know what to answer.

The sound of Hans crying could be heard, he was already standing in front of the room door crying.

''Mom, let's go to sleep, don't leave Hans Bu, Hans is afraid, Hanskan only has a mother'' she said softly on the sidelines of her cries.

''I'm sorry ma'am, oma, ma'am Asni I will accompany him to sleep because he can't be left if he sleeps. Good night''.

I immediately left them in the living room, I went into the room locking the door, then accompanied Hans to sleep. Actually my heart hurts so much, why are they just looking for us now? Why not from before? Is it because of my son's face that looks like his father? I cried in silence while accompanying my son to sleep.

When the sound of the car was heard leaving the grounds of the home, I just came out of the room. Miss Asni who saw me directly hugging me, I shed my tears in her arms.

''Mom why did they come when my son and I were happy without them?'' I said as I continued to sob.

''Maybe this is God's way son, so that Hans can meet his father and his family'' said Asni.

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After Hans I was never able to live as usual. I do not want to be disturbed by them again, I ask permission of Asni ma'am to just move to live in another village. I didn't want to meet Hans or his family, but luckily Asni let me go. I say a lot of thanks for all the help even the house that I will occupy is the Asni house that does not live in the village.

I also told Ms. Asni if anyone is looking for me, just tell her that I have returned to my hometown. I don't want anyone to know where my son and I live, Hans.

If when I was pregnant, there was still love for Hans, when my son was born my love for Hans already started to fade even when I met him I no longer felt the vibe of love, I felt the vibe of love, maybe the feeling in my heart was dead to him.