Becoming Like My Mother
New Moms

I smiled back and approached him. "Sorry Tan, whose aunt is this?" Although awkward I still kiss the back of this woman's hand.

I can see that he likes my attitude. Yes, because my mother taught me to always treat older people.

However, after I let go of my hand I could see her nervous face that she was trying to hide with her smile. I don't understand why.

"Sorry Tan, do I know Auntie or Auntie knows me, or also knows my father?" I ask once again.

"She's your new mother, baby..!"

Deg

That voice, I really know him. He is my father. He approached me and this woman. But what surprised me was his words, New mom? What does this mean.

"Why do you say that, Dad?" I looked up and my tears started to drip on their own. Then I looked back at the face in front of me. He just looked down.

"Dad married her, and look at this is your sister." Dad showed me the baby that was in the woman's arms.

Deg

Again, I was surprised by his words. Father is married?, and has another child when only 2 months Mother left this world.

Did Dad indirectly say that he was cheating. I turned to look the other way. I can't seem to accept this reality. All the negative thoughts about my father started haunting my mind.

"Why Well?, Even though I have now started to accept the fact that Mother cannot accompany us does not mean I have forgotten her. But why did Dad just so easily find you to connect for me Dad?" I said fiery in front of Dad.

I can see the shock on my father's face. Of course, only this time did I speak in a high tone before him. The face that was sparkling when introducing the baby is now turning into a sad. He just looked down and didn't answer my question.

"At any time I would never consider her my mother. She's just another woman's life-destroying." I pointed at the woman.

The face of the woman who had been lowered now lifted her face and looked at me with teary eyes, I wonder what I care about, as well as my father.

"Whatever you say now Mela, she will definitely stay here with Husein. He's already part of our family"

Deg

"What does it mean, Dad?" There are tears flowing from my eyes.

"Son, accept it or not she's still you. Moreover, he also gave you a sister. Didn't you crave a sister all this time?" My father softly said but made me really angry with him.

What was that, sister?. I smiled miris. Indeed, from the first I wanted a sister but from my mother Sharah is not from another woman.

"Well how many times do I have to say I still can't accept Mother died. But this is Dad just know her as my mother?" I exclaimed in a soft tone withstanding the tightness of squeezing in my chest.

Slowly my blurred vision began to empty and blacken. My body really feels heavy. I started to feel like I couldn't see anything.

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POV Author

Alif just arrived at his house.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." He said while opening the door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." His forehead shriveled at the sound of a foreign woman. He understood his sister's voice.

He went in and the first thing he saw really confused him.

"Dek, how's Husein? Not fussing yet?" Ikhsan's sudden voice emerging from a room beside the woman surprised Alif.

What?, Dek?, Did Dad have a sister?, Again Alif did not understand what was happening in front of him.

"Dad.." Call him over to Ikhsan.

A look of surprise was plastered on the face of the figure called Father.

"Where were you from, why was it that when Dad came home you weren't home?" Ikhsan asked his son as he extended his hand to kiss Alif.

"From the house of Temen Yah." Answer Alif.

"Who is this, Dad?" Alif looked at the woman beside his father.

"Oh this.., he.he .." Answer Ikhsan. Alif is still waiting for an answer from his father. For a moment he looked at Mina who had been silent carrying her child.

"No way you can come with me for a second, I'll explain everything." Ikhsan grasped the elder.

Alif is still confused. Why is his father so nervous at this moment.

"Alright Dad. I'll come with Dad." Alif Pasrah.

Ikhsan looked at Mina, Mina who understood also nodded. Ikhsan smiled then turned to look at Alif.

"Come on, son." Take it to his son. Alif followed his father.

Ikhsan took his son to a park behind his house. This is the place that holds the most beautiful memories between Ikhsan and Sharah. Because usually when there is free time they spend both of their time here.

Which sometimes Sharah leaned her head on the shoulder of the husband or Ikhsan who lay her head on Sharah's confession, then gently stroked her head. Go out and enjoy two cups of coffee.

Ikhsan often invites Sharah to go out to just enjoy their time. However, Sharah wherever she is as long as she is with her husband then everything will be beautiful. Finally Ikhsan made a garden behind his house.

Instantly Ikhsan's tears trickled down remembering everything. He immediately wiped away the tears, for there was his son behind him.

They sat side by side in a chair that Ikhsan used for him with his wife.

"Son.." He hesitantly stared into the bead of his son's eyes. Does he have to be honest with her. He is also 18 years old.

From the experience he experienced, he himself also actually wanted to teach something to his son. However, if he remembers himself he is also actually embarrassed to tell everything. Is his decision right.

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Flashbacks

Ikhsan's heart aches when he learns that his beloved wife has an accident. Especially because this resulted in the loss of a child who was in his wife's womb and damage to his wife's brain that caused a coma.

Two months already his wife has not realized from his coma. His financial management job at a company made it difficult to finance the treatment of his wife. Everything he had in his savings and assets he had sold except the house.

Because of his mind that is afraid of the state of the wife and looking for fees, errors in managing company data occurred to cause losses and he was fired. Enough to lose a child in Sharah's womb he no longer wants to lose the mother of his child. He was trying to find a job here and there.

2 Weeks he was looking for a job but still he did not get it. He also had time to borrow funds from his friends, but the longer he did not get a job, the more the dependents on the cost of care of his wife.

Feeling desperate he was invited by his friend to calm down at a bar. Of course he refused, because it was the place where the worshippers gathered. He doesn't want to be a part of them.