When My Race Is Dead

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My name is Aldo I am 21 years old now, I married the girl I loved so much a few months ago.

Right now I'm looking for a more decent job for our little family, all the while I work as a public transport driver.

My wife is a very simple person and does not demand too much I am very grateful for her nature.

Because now my wife is pregnant so I always try to fulfill all her wishes, fearing my son is upset said the old people first.

Every morning before I left, there was something ordered by him, and I just smiled in response.

The early days were quite the result and I always gave everything to my wife.

But lately friends have always prevented me from going home immediately after the narik, they invited us to play cards and of course not just ordinary cards even though there is little money that we come out as a bet.

Actually I have also tried to refuse but the reason for loyal friends and togetherness makes me unable to dwell

Last afternoon my wife saw me playing there, I really didn't realize I was surprised when she said it

"I saw you get washed up again playing cards" those words just came out of his mouth.

I was very surprised to hear that I admit I was wrong even though it was not much but at least I reduced my wife's spending money ration.

I know my wife was disappointed in me but she didn't tell me frankly, maybe she meant to understand herself.

Not that I did not try but that affected me more and every day kept repeating, fortunately my wife g nanya many more after.

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These few days I have read that Aldo I never asked again about the activities that God hates.

It seems like he also felt disappointed in me, the money that was given to me was not like before.

"Mas don't forget later I check to the midwife yes I don't hold any money at all "I remind my husband again while having breakfast before leaving this morning.

"Yes yank pray today rame ya." replied mas Aldo while rubbing my hair.

Your attitude is sweet when at home mas smoga outside you are not like my whisper in the heart.

"Always put you in my bow without asking, and I hope your way is straight in fighting for our little family" I replied as I glued to her irises as an emphasis for her.

"y yaa sure" he replied slightly stuttering.

"God does not sleep mas" I said as I reached for the back of his hand before he set out to earn a living.

I turned in to clean up the rest of our breakfast, washed the dishes while soaking the laundry.

Do not ask the washing machine, such luxury items we have not been able to buy it maybe someday when God launches his rizky.

After I considered it neat all I rushed to the stall for vegetable shopping.

Yes, at least vegetables and side dishes tofu and tempeh that can be cooked every day, only sometimes I buy fish or chicken if you give more money, Aldo, after all, the baby in my womb also needs adequate nutrition.

Oh yes we contracted a small contract only 3 plots without a partition, my neighbors are all traders so we rarely meet to chat because most of the men.

"Back shopping ?" reprimand mang Idan next door neighbor who sells otak-otak.

"Yes mang "I answered while smiling kindly at the mang Idan.

"Sorry mom, I want to fry peanuts" said Mang Idan with a slightly unpleasant face to me.

"Nothing about fried mang aja later I step aside for a while", well I really do not like to smell the smell of fried peanuts during this pregnancy, I did not like the smell of fried peanuts during this pregnancy, and apesnya have neighbors selling basic ingredients peanuts hehehee that is how sometimes there is aja we experience when we are pregnant.

After the odors repeated my return home and I threw my body in a thin mattress, the only mattress we had .

It didn't take me long to fall asleep for a few hours until the sound of the Adzan woke me up.

I rush to get water and carry out my duties.

In the afternoon today Mas Aldo came home quickly maybe he did not stop first in their barrel.

"Assalamualaikum ", the voice that I always miss every day because here we just both feel very lonely every mas Aldo went to work.

"waalaikumsallam mas ", I replied as I kissed the back of his hand.

"Where are we going to check out, right ? " can't wait I'm asking questions is not what I'm afraid the money is made to stop by the tongkrongan again

"Yes the deck was mas kasbon to the owner of the car." replied mas Aldo.

"Indeed to deserted mas ?" ask me slowly while cheap tears that scoundrel want to come out.

"Yes the deck does not know now that the tug is quiet maybe because more and more transportation is operating".

Connect mas Aldo while looking at my cooking today.

"Mas still like hanging out in laundry?" I was slow to almost whisper, I was afraid that Aldo was angry at my question.

"Yes sometimes a bad deck is always forced to the same temen-temen mas there" replied mas Aldo while starting to prepare the rice gulutnya.

"We should be able to collect money for the birth later, then, if this is how we can not at all leave money to save do not have to listen to them mas today mas children need the money more than for them".

I ventured to say all that I had held in my heart all this time to this husband .

Iau mas Aldo still unstable his mind but want how else do not want ya have to grow up because soon will be a father.

This is the risk of getting married at a young age is very challenging and prone to quarrels.

"Yes my deck also understands, only sometimes mas mocked husband afraid of their wife said", replied mas Aldo slowly.

"Oh Allah mas and mas offended said like that?", I said while looking fixedly at my husband.

Mas Aldo quietly did not answer and I understand his ego was nudged by the ledge of his friends.

"As only we know how our family really is, I never limit the mas or forbid what mas do as long as it is still straight in the way". kuelus hands my husband to relieve his ego so as not to be more provoked

I left Aldo's mas with that thought, I cleaned up the food and washed the dishes again .

After Maghrib we went to the midwife to check my womb which has stepped on 5 months.

"Met night mbak schedule check yes today ?" ask midwife Riska kindly.

"Met night mom midwife, yes want to check the baby's dedej kangen horrified her heartbeat", I replied with a happy smile when I heard my son's heartbeat on the screen monitor midwife Riska.

"The baby is healthy, his heart rate is strong but it seems to weigh less, eating a lot of nutritious yabak so that his deductibles are healthy and his nutrition is fulfilled.

" Yes ma'am inshaallah I will fix my diet "I replied while biting my lips softly.

Mas Aldo looked at me with a sad face feeling helpless.

I clasped his hand like I said "i'm fine don't worry".

We walked home in silence and held hands together to strengthen each other.

This is our life and we will face it no matter what happens..