I Was Pitted When Pregnant With My Third Child

Chapters 1. Crying at night

I was still sobbing in my tears, completely inexhaustible. The husband I trusted wholeheartedly betrayed our marriage. Did he forget about our struggle from the beginning of marriage until almost seven years ago.

I'm the color, mother of two sons and now I'm pregnant with my third child. I wish this third child was a girl. It's not that I distinguish between boys and girls. But with the birth of a daughter, I hope my husband Arsya changes and returns as loyal as ever.

"ma, papa is now rarely at home mah, papa also often come home at night, even then papa just go to shower and papah go again" asked my first child Akbar

"Other father is busy son, papa is much work, find sustenance for us" I replied calmly with a smile.

"Find money to walk again right mah" Akbar replied cheerfully

"yes son, pray papa yes dear" I added..

"Amminn O Allah" said Akbar, rubbing his hand against his face

Akbar this year has stepped on six years, of course he is smart and knows his father is rarely at home, and may also often hear our debate. Unlike my second son Attar who is 1.5 years old. Yes I was pregnant with my third child when Attar was 7 months old.if parents say, this is called a windfall that is not in the door, yes conceding it is the language now.

Since I was three months pregnant, there was a change in my husband, but I kept thinking positively.I always thought maybe because I was pregnant again, so the innards are sensitive. Yeah, I'm afraid to guess, I'm afraid my guess is coming true. My husband used to come home late at night, and often went out at night. Not that I did not ask where and for what.because the answer is always whether the work overtime from the office or his boss calls there will always be a reason.

What should I do when I'm pregnant and looking after our two sons. Until eight months pregnant. There is a message to the green app. I saw a new number and it's definitely not on my phone.

"Whatever, sorry brother I forgot" I replied

"this is Mr. Yuli, who works in the office cafeteria of Mr. Akbar na" replied Mr. Yuli

"oo sister Yuli, how are you, have not seen and talked for a long time brother" I replied.

I just remembered Brother Yuli is a canteen seller where my husband works, his brother is kind and considerate, but what's the matter why Brother Yuli suddenly called me. Why my husband, is he okay. I see again the green application turns out there is a reply from kak yuli.

"Well good na, na Kaka want to give you bad info, but Kaka hope you are patient and strong accept this "reward brother Yuli

"why brother, is my husband okay brother" I replied in a panic

"your husband is fine na, but , oh Kaka did not have the heart to tell you na" said brother Yuli to me gregetan really

"why brother? you know, brother, InshaAllah I strongly accept whatever it is "my answer, why my instincts sister Yuli will say that my husband will cheat.

"Na, your husband cheated on you, and married sirih na, patient ya na" I fell, my heart was broken, my tears broke, I forgot there were two of my sons were watching me cry, I was crying, my heart is really broken. Did she forget what I had sacrificed to be with her, bear children and take care of her. Did he forget I was willing to wander with him to the city and away from my parents. Did she forget I was relinquishing my career to build a happy household with her. I roared, I didn't realize my kids were crying too.