The Hero of Mine

There are seven days in a week, 30 days in a month, and hundreds days in a year. But celebration of mother’s day is in December 22nd only. Mostly, children will greet their mothers and say “Happy mother’s day mom. I love you”. For me, my mom is a superwoman, wonder woman, or whatever. She is a hero of mine, and I dedicate my life for her, her happiness, her tears, her life. I will replace her tears with her laugh, someday it will be happened.

When I was a child, I once talked to her that I would ask her to live with me in my own house, in capital city. and I would take care of her. Cieh….!!! It was a dream of little Yudi. Now, I really understand and realize that I need my own to marry someone and live my life with her. And I do realize that, believe it or not, sometimes daughter-in-law and mother-in-law do not have a very good relations. But, I am still dreaming the same thing for my mom, because she is my super hero. I do proud of her struggle in our family.

One day, I had an opportunity to see a miracle of God in my mom. She was in her 9th month pregnancy. In a day break, she did not find her husband, I forget where he was. It was a time for my mom to give a birth for her 5th child. I left my bed and started worrying my mom, and so did my brother. One of our neighbors then accompanied her going to a midwife. But some minutes later, they came home without a baby. They did not meet the midwife. Two people carried my mom to our house. My brother and I were getting more worry. One of them said that a half body of our little baby had come out in a way home. We were getting more and more worry. Then, they lied down our mom in a TV room, and we saw the God’s miracle there. Our mom shouted in pain, then gave a birth in front of us, we got a little boy again. What I saw had made me to give me more and more love for my mom.

In many cases, she would cry because of her inability in fulfilling what her children want, everything we want. But after crying, she would make many hard efforts to get what we want then gave them to us. It is a part of her life that I love. She will do everything for the need of her children. Beside that, she is a courages person. Once we were in the same bus but different destination. I went back to Jember, and she went to Mojokerto. I asked her about public transportation to get her destination.

“I don’t know, I forget” She responded me.

“Don’t worry. I have a mouth to ask” then she tried to convince me that she’ll be ok, by giving me more smile.

I smiled to her. Ok, you are a really a great mom. In another time, she showed me her brave again when she called me at 3 a.m., and said…

“I am in front of your boarding house. Open the gate, ok!”

Hah???? O-H—M-Y-G-O-D. I do love you mom. You waked me up by visiting me.

Happy mother’s day Mom. I did the same thing this morning, unfortunately I am not in a house. Calling only is ok, right? And I will do more as my efforts to fulfill what I have promised you.