Abortion

Bonsoir. Kali ini, gue mau ngebahas tentang 'aborsi'.

Aborsi itu artinya mengakhiri kehamilan manusia secara sadar, alias membunuh bayi secara sadar.

Pelajaran IPA-Biologi kelas VI tentu aja ngebahas tentang sistem reproduksi manusia. Waktu itu Bu Pupu, guru IPA gue, nunjukin perjalanan bayi dari rahim, perkembangannya, sampai akhirnya dia sampai di dekapan ibunya.

Bayi kan lucu, inosen, bersih tanpa dosa, suci! Apa sih salah mereka sampe harus di aborsi segala? Ada juga salah ibu-ayahnya yang contoh; hamil di luar nikah, misalnya. Mereka kan nggak tau apa-apa.

Alat untuk mengaborsi adalah sebuah alat berupa capitan. Dengan alat laknat itu sang janin dikeluarkan paksa dari rahim ibunya. Enggak tajam, memang. Tapi namanya juga bayi –bahkan belum bayi ya, janin! Janin itu nggak berdaya, belum bisa lari kalau ada bahaya mengancam, belum bisa melawan.

Intinya, mereka –bayi-bayi yang diaborsi itu, belom bisa apa-apa. Tiba-tiba mendapati dirinya dipaksa, satu-persatu organ tubuhnya ditarik keluar, tangan kecil, kaki kecil, tubuh kecil, kemudian kepalanya keluar. Eskpresinya yang menahan sakit juga sudah tergambar dengan mulut yang menganga. Tragis memang.

Kita-kita aja yang udah gede, udah hidup, udah capable untuk melakukan beberapa hal sendiri, masih bisa merasakan sakit, takut, menjerit, terluka kalo disakitin.

Gimana bayi-bayi itu?

Yang masih kecil, fragil, lemah, usianya bulanan, bahkan belum diyakini bisa hidup di dunia ini. Di luar. Apa rasanya bagi mereka?

Baca cerita di bawah ya..

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Month One.

Hi Mommy!
I am only 3/4 of an inch long,
But I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it,
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
Is my favorite lullaby.



Month Two.

Mommy,
Today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
You could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I’m not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.



Month Three.

You know what Mommy,
I’m a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don’t like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too,
And I cry with you even though
You can’t hear me.



Month Four.

Mommy,
My hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
But I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
And stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.



Month Five.

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I’m not a baby.
I am a baby, Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what’s abortion?



Month Six.

I can hear that doctor again.
I don’t like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can’t get away from it!
Mommy! Help me!



Month Seven.

Mommy,
I am okay.
I am in Allah’s arms.
Allah is holding me.
Allah told me about abortion.
Why didn’t you want me, Mommy?

Every abortion is just…

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

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Gila emang orang sekarang. Bayi nggak berdosa di aborsi.

Kalo memang nggak diaborsi, merek memberlakukan child abuse. Nggak asoy.

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Yapp. Kayaknya cukup segitu deh.

Bonsoir :)