The Promise Rejected
Chapter 11

The Rejected Promise

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The silence and emptiness I felt tonight. Usually when night falls I eat dinner with Papa and Mama, watch TV together, or sometimes busy with work. Now that no one told me to go to sleep, no one forced me to keep learning. Being away from your parents is no fun. I fell asleep tired of crying.

On a clear morning, today I woke up at dawn, starting with sweeping the floor, washing my clothes yesterday and after that went to the market to buy ingredients for stock for a few days ahead. Also buy snacks, bread, and bottled drinks. A lot of what I buy today, especially on snacks, considering that pregnant women are said to always be hungry, especially at midnight.

When I got home, I cooked and took a shower.

I'd love to see my development. So I decided to go to the village midwife. Long time I searched for his place, now I have arrived at the village midwife's house.

It is quite modern here, the tool is complete. Now I can see my development. Said the midwife was only six weeks old. I smiled when I saw it.

"Healthy yes, you want your stomach, let Mama have friends later. " My words are stroking my flat stomach.

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Days change, months change. I don't feel like my pregnancy is entering its 7th month. It is not easy for me to get pregnant without the company of a husband, who lives alone. Living away from parents, no relatives. Which used to be nothing to ask someone for help and can be spoiled with parents, but now I can't do it.

There are so many joys and sorrows that I have been through all this time. There were no shoulders to rest on when I was down and sad. I have no close friends to tell you, to reveal all my heart. Which I can only put out with a cry. I am all alone.

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Today I want to go to the market, to buy cooking ingredients and also my baby equipment. My baby midwife said. Start my list of what I will buy later, starting from baby diapers, perlak, mosquito nets, stroller, baby clothes, octopus, baby sling, bedongan, baby powder, telon oil, socks and hand shirts, baby hats, and toiletries.

All this time I didn't know about my mom and dad. Not wanting me to go to the city yet, I was afraid that I would meet my past. The jerk who ruined my future, who only promised me accountability.

I really miss Mama's figure. It was so bad that I hugged her, spilled all my sadness on her lap, I wanted to complain to her.

Today I want to eat chicken. I started picking up the ingredients in the fridge, and started cooking. All this time I learned to cook just armed from a mobile phone, I saw the recipes from there. I have to study independently, and I have to be able to do anything myself.

After my opor was ripe, I started eating it. It doesn't feel as good as Mama did. I haven't tasted the food you've made. I miss my mom's cooking.