Winarsih Waiting
Adopting Children

[Good morning, Mom. Greetings. Sorry just reply, last night did not see hp.] reply.

"[Gpp, Mom. Sorry, Mom, if I'm presumptuous. I saw Mom's post in the group 'adoption of children' if the mother has been married 9 years?] click send. I finally sent that sentence after I typed it a few times and I deleted it. My hands are shaking, my body is sweating. I don't know what I feel. 

[Yes, Mom. Is your mother with me?] I replied after a few minutes of waiting.

[No, Mom. I have been married 3 years. I am now pregnant.]

[Oh, congratulations Mom. Be given trust. Simplas2an is contagious to me.] From the reply it looks like he has no intention to raise a child. His reply made me not sure if he would take care of my son. 

[Thank you, Mom. But yes it is, Mom. My husband left me Mom.] My reply was not to forget I slipped a sad emoticon. 

[Well, how can you? Be patient, Mom.]

I finally told her what I was going through. Somehow the doubts that had perched, now disappeared. There was no worry when I told him my problem. As if I had known him for a long time. While texting her, there was warmth running through my chest. 

I also told her that my parents had died a long time ago. I live alone, have no family anymore. She said she was sad, knowing my story. He even said to cry. 

[That's Mom, which is why I'm confused right now. Want to work but my son will take care of it. If you want to bring work, anyone will accept it, Mom!.] I sent him another message. I don't know why my tears came after I sent them. 

[If you want, I want to be cheated on by your son... ] Deg's. Did ya? Or he was just joking, my chest was rumbling. Hope that worry is what I feel. I'm confused, what should I answer? I stared at the screen, what should I tell him? 

[If you want to, ma'am. If you don't want to, papa ga papa.] Reply again, maybe he waited a long time for my reply. 

[Mother seriously? Later Mom took me to run away also my son hehe (joking ma'am)] Somehow there is no worry when I type that sentence. 

[Haha ..it's impossible, ma'am. But I'm serious, if you want your son I'll take care of you if you work.] Again he convinced me.

After sending a lot of messages I finally found out that he lives in the district, about four hours drive from where I live now. She also shared that there were problems with her husband's reproductive system that made it difficult for them to have children. From him I also found out that he worked at a local hospital in the city.

[Where, Win? If you want, let me talk to my family tonight. And tomorrow we take you there.] A message from Ms. Mira, I ask her to call me by name only, because our age is far adrift. 

[Yes, Mom! I want.] reply. I finally decided my son would leave it to Mira. There's a sense of relief because I found the man who's going to look after my son. I don't know where I feel like Miss Mira is a good person. I'm sure my son will be happy with them. 

[Alright, tomorrow my husband and I are there, yes. Now you just want what you want to bring tomorrow.]

[Good Mom] My reply was brief. 

After I finished texting Ms. Mira, I finished homework, ate and took a break. While lying down, I think about how I say goodbye to Ms. Tri, how to convey later. I put it all in my heart. Not long after that, I slept. 

****

That afternoon, after a shower and some houses, I went to Ms. Tri's house.

"Bak Tri!" call me. 

"Come in, Win!" mama Tri shouted, it looks like she is in the kitchen. Then I went in. 

"What cooking, Ma'am!" ask me when I get to the kitchen.

"Here, Win, cook risol like a bakwan. Sofia's order." she replied. Mba Tri often orders food. 

"Lumayan, Win! Enough for Lea hehe's snacks… ." Mbak Tri chuckled. 

"When do you estimate your birth, Win?"

"Three more weeks, Ma'am!" answer me without looking. 

"No, I don't feel like I'm born." 

"Yes, Mom! Maybe I'll be born in the district, Ma'am!" I said lowered. 

"At whose place? Don't you have family there? Why not just here?" Ms. Tri stopped her activities, looking at me probing. 

"Di– it, at my brother's place, Ma'am." I said lie. Madam Tri looked at me as if she wanted to strip me. 

"Sister? Which brother?" ask again. 

"Sister Minarsih, Ma'am. Turns out he was there. He called me yesterday, and he said he'd pick me up tomorrow." I lied again. 

"You sure? How do you know he's your brother? Now a lot of scams, Win! Must be careful." Ms. Tri reminded me. He looks worried about me. 

"I'm sure, Ma'am! He's been looking for me all along. I'm sure because he has a picture of mom's father." The more lies I make. 'Yes, God! Forgive me' My love in my heart. 

It seems like Ms. Tri is starting to believe my lies, she is no longer asking me something that makes me lie anymore. 

"You're gonna come back here again or you're gonna netap there?" ma'am Tri asked after a while we were quiet with each other. 

"Not yet, Ma'am. The important thing was me, Ma'am. The others I'll think about later." Ma'am Tri nodded. 

I deliberately hid my plan, I did not want anyone to block my plan later. I know Ms. Tri cares about me and my son, and for sure she won't agree with my plan. 

"If you come back here, then you work, your son entrusts with me, Win." said Ms Tri, I just smiled wryly. 

"Something will buy my furniture, won't you, Ma'am?" ask me to divert the conversation. 

"Cock on sale? Who knows if you'll come back here."

"Make it a natural cost, Ma'am! Later if you come back here again, you can buy again if you're working." 

"Yes yes. Later I help sell it. You make a price note. When did you leave?" ask Ms. Tri. 

"Tomorrow, Ma'am! Let's buy baby equipment there, because it hasn't been bought at all."

"Hmm. "Mr Tri sighed strongly, her net looked flushed like she wanted to cry. Is he sad to be parted with me? I was sad to part with him, too. Because during our time with him, we were like two brothers who sometimes go together, cook together and sometimes eat together. 'May Bu Mira be a good person too' I hope in my heart. 

That night Ms. Tri and Lea slept in my contract, we told her a lot. We also cried bitterly together because we were going to separate. Maybe it's like having a family. There is happiness when together, and pain when separated. 

Seriate