Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 24 Plans

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There was a knock on my door. "Wulan, please open the door. I want to talk" said the mother from behind the door.

I glanced at my clock, nine o'clock past. I should have left for work at this hour, I thought.

I got out of my bed and opened the door. My mother was the type of person who had difficulty expressing affection and tended to think practically, so that morning without further ado she immediately spoke the subject to me.

"Deni changed her mind. She doesn't want to marry you because you're pregnant" my mother said.

I am not surprised by my mother's words. It's obvious Deni's a jerk, there's no way he'd want to be a father at such a young age. I waited for my mother to continue her conversation.

"Mother is also already in PHK from Pak Darma's factory. I received a severance package yesterday too. I'm old and I don't know what else to work for. The only job that makes it possible for mom to be a maid. I don't want to be a maid here, ashamed of the law degree but a maid. Mending mom so TKW, so the helpers out there pay more. You still want to go to college?" said my mother.

I just nodded answering his question.

"Then, tomorrow morning come with Mom to Bangil. There you have the acquaintance of midwives, your schoolmates first. I once asked the mother's friend for help to abort the womb. I just found out that I was 2 months pregnant when the news of your father's death came. No one is making a living, no mother can raise a baby. Who wants to take care? If mom told me about your situation, she would help. Moreover, your gestational age is very young" said my mother.

"Whatever," I replied.

"Actually if you do not go to college mom wants to leave you with Pakdhe Bowo in Lumajang. This house wants me to sell it"

"Don't sell, Mom. It's the only legacy of my father. Wulan is not willing", I refused.

"Who would want to occupy this house? Mom became TKW, you went to college in Surabaya", my mom asked.

"Contracted with the furniture. At least we didn't lose this house" I suggested.

"Alright, I accept your proposal. Soon I'll put a sign in front of the fence. You eat immediately. I want to go to the dealer and take care of my passport and so on" my mother said as she moved out of my room.

After my mother died, I was devastated. Mother had aborted the womb, a new reality that actually hit me enough. I should have a sister by now. My heart warmed and poignant at the thought of a sister who might become my current playmate. But I also understand my mother. Mother's practical side made her choose that path. Mom had to work to support me and herself after dad died. My paternal or maternal grandparents are gone, the maternal brothers live far apart. There are even those who live in Kalimantan, so of course the mother will not be able to ask for help to take care of her children.

I'm rattled. I finally decided to eat in the kitchen. My lamb is sore, probably because I haven't eaten regularly in a few days. Often once a day, never even eat at all. Just drink a few glasses of water.

At the dinner table I ate the food my mother cooked. Just simple cooking, chicken opor and shrimp crackers. My mom used to love cooking and baking. It still feels like my memory as a child.

I ate slowly, weighing the various possibilities I had. Getting used to being independent from childhood makes me a logical and considerate person. Although I was not raised to be a religious person, I still believe in reward and sin. I'm afraid of sin and hell, obviously. Should I abort this innocent fetus? Does the university allow pregnant students to continue their studies?

On the one hand I would also definitely be ashamed of people's views if I maintained this pregnancy. People wouldn't care how I got pregnant without a husband. The skewed look and talk I will definitely receive. I fear.

My mother came home on Maghrib. Just as I finished cooking spicy fried rice with a mixture of dried anchovies and ebi.

At dinner with my mother I voiced my uneasiness all day. "Mom, is it okay - is abortion? Are there no side effects later? Isn't that a sin, Mom?" manyu.

"No need to think of sin or not. Does God also think about how shameful mother and you are to be pregnant without a husband" answered my mother lightly.

"But I'm scared, Mom", I said languishing.

"Not to be afraid. All this for your future. You also definitely do not want to go to college with a bulging stomach. Tomorrow at eight in the morning we leave for Bangil on a motorcycle. Near, not an hour of quarterly" my mother said.

I just bit my lips, showing that I was depressed. After dinner, she returned to her room. While I cleaned the dining table and washed the dishes and cooking utensils that I used.

I went back to the room. Trying to sleep with a feeling of restlessness. I can barely close my eyes tonight. I picked up the phone lying on the nightstand next to my bed. The phone I haven't opened since that night, and I just hooked it up to the charger when I saw the power was weak.

There were many messages, even until there was a notification that my phone was unable to receive new messages due to the large number of messages in my inbox.

Most of Ryo. Asking the news, apologizing, saying he still loves me. I don't know if she'll change or not if I find out about my pregnancy.

I threw my phone in bed. Reading Ryo's messages made me even more anxious. Rethinking all the possibilities and opportunities I had before I made my decision. I tried to close my eyes. And as usual, nightmares always come to me after I fall asleep.

What decision will Wulan make? Will she abort the growing fetus in her womb?