The Crown that Be snatched

Food delivery

Safia picked up the test pack and took it out of the bathroom. After that he threw the test pack into the trash can behind his house.

Safia stepped into the living room. After that he threw his body over the living room sofa. Safia is still in shock and still does not believe the results of the test pack.

"If I were still in the village, Mother and Mother Shakira would definitely bear the shame of this disgrace. Everyone will know with my pregnancy" Safia murmured as she held her flat stomach.

"If I get pregnant out of wedlock without a husband, surely I will be the gossip of people around the village" Safia said.

Hiks..hiks...

"Why is my fate like this. What should I do now. I cannot sin any more by aborting my womb, hiks..." said Safia on the sidelines of her cries.

On the other hand, Miss Maryam was still in the dining room with her daughter Resti. After dinner, Maryam stared at the food on the table.

"Sisa food is still a lot like this Resti. It's a pity that he was thrown out" said Miss Maryam.

"Mother give it to Safia. Usually that's it."

"Oh yes. I haven't been to Safia's house since yesterday. Yes, I took the bushel first. I want to give this food to Safia. He must be home. Who knows, he hasn't eaten."

"Yes, Mom."

Miss Maryam then hurriedly stepped into the kitchen to pick up the bushel. After that he returned to the dining room with the bushel.

Miss Maryam then mengedokan rice and side dishes and put it into the bushel. After that he looked at his son.

"Mother go first Res" said Maryam.

"Mom going to Safia's house? can I come with you?" ask Resti.

"Byeah" replied Maryam

Miss Maryam and Resti then went out of the house to Safia's rented house. Because the distance of Safia's rented house with the house of Miss Maryam is quite close, so Miss Maryam and Resti are just a walk to get there.

"The last time you went to Safia's house, she was sick. She was vomiting and said she wasn't good at eating. I don't know now. He has recovered or has not been sick," said Miss Maryam on the sidelines of her trip to Safia's rented house.

"Emang Mbak Safia is sick, ma'am?" Ask Resti.

"Mom doesn't know either. But yesterday what I saw was Safia's pale face. Looks like he's catching a cold or maybe he's tired of working in loundry."

"The work of Mbak Safia there is just ironing doang right Bu. Not a heavy job."

"Yes. Nyetrika is also Resti's heavy work. Tired and hot. Different if working in an office that has AC. Just hold the computer. That's why you're in the right school, so you can go to college and work in the office. Do not be like a mother who usually only sells rice on the side of the road. Because of low mother education. So you can't work in the office."

"Yes Mom. It's okay to be a trader. What matters is that the work is halal."

"Yes. But I'm a mother's children that can be a successful person all."

After taking five minutes to get to Safia rented house, finally Resti and Bu Maryam arrived in front of Safia house.

Hiks..hiks...

Maryam and Resti stopped their steps as they heard the sound of crying from inside Safia's rented house.

"Mom, wait a minute. Like someone was crying inside. What is Safia's mother who cries."

Miss Maryam put her shoulder out.

"Let's not know."

Maryam was silent. He then tried to listen carefully to the voice of who was crying.

"Yes, it's like Safia's voice. But why is he crying," said Miss Maryam.

"Maybe he's got a problem, ma'am. Or he again remembered with his family in the village." said Resti.

"Maybe Res."

***

Safia stopped her crying and wiped her tears as she heard the knock on the door from outside her house.

Safia, who had been sitting in the living room, immediately stood up and stepped up to open the front door.

Safia was shocked when she saw the arrival of Miss Maryam and Resti.

Miss Maryam and Resti looked at the clingy Safia at once they wondered inwardly. What made Safia cry.

"Mother Maryam, Resti" Safia said.

"Safia. You why? your eyes are puffy, are you crying?" ask Bu Resti.

"Oh, not Mom. I'm fine" Safia said as she wiped the remains of her tears.

"Let's go in, ma'am, Res!" Safia invited Maryam and Resti into her house.

Maryam and Resti entered Safia's house after Safia let them inside.

Miss Maryam put a crack on the living room table. After that, he threw his body on the sofa. So too did Resti who followed her mother sitting.

Safia will step inside.

"Safia. Where are you going?" ask Miss Maryam.

"I want to make you a drink" Safia replied.

"No need for Safia. Anyway, we'll also take a minute. Let's sit down Safia."

"Yes, Mom."

Safia then sat down to mingle with Miss Maryam and Resti.

"Here, I brought you some food. Who knows you haven't eaten."

"Food again Mom. Yesterday's food was still there. I put it in the fridge."

"Yes already. Throw away the food yesterday if it is not eaten. This is me bringing you a new one."

"Duh, I'm so bad that you come here often to bring me food."

"That's food from mom's shop. Lately, mom's selling off. The rest goes on a lot. So I brought the rest home. Honey if you throw it away. That's why I often bring food here for you."

"Thank you very much, ma'am."

Resti stared at Safia.

"Said Safia is sick? is Mama still sick?" ask Resti.

"Oh, Ma'am already mengedingan kok Res. Tumben Res you play at home at night."

"Yes Ma'am. At home I also kept it. I want to come play here."

"Oh. That's so..." Safia smiled after that she was silent.

"Safia, you got a problem?" asked Miss Maryam who saw something different from Safia.

Safia is not as usual. He usually talks a lot and smiles a lot. And now he was even a lot of dumbfounded and often showed a gloomy face.

"Oh, I'm fine, ma'am. I no longer have a problem "

"If you have any more problems do not hesitate to say to mom. Let's just say this mother is your own mother. Who knows, you might help your problems."

"Yes, Mom."

I don't know how Ms. Maryam would react if she knew I was pregnant. Anybody around here could know that I'm pregnant out of wedlock. How about I get kicked out of here by a contract mom. I have to give them a reason to question who is the father of the baby I am carrying right now. If I get kicked out of here, where else would I stay.