I Was Pitted When Pregnant With My Third Child

Chapters 2. A photo of my husband with his betel wife

"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.

I was weak, I saw the children crying too. I hugged and kissed them one by one. I instill in my heart, I cannot be weak for the sake of my child and for the fetus in my stomach. I shed my tears, I want to complain to God the owner and rejecter of the human heart of God S.W.T.

I complain over a cool, I say do'a, I ask for strength and patience, I ask for a hint of what I will do next. I ask for help only to Allah S.W.T .

After I prayed, it turned out that the children had fallen asleep probably due to fatigue crying. I took the phone, and I clicked on the green app. Apparently there is still a chat from sister Yuli.

"So I know you're broken, I know you're sad, get up and strong for your kids, and I'm sure you can" said Yuli

"Sister, I want to know sister, who is sister, what she looks like sister"

"Sorry na, Kaka does not know much about the woman, which Kaka knew from the office of the woman was a native of the city of M and also visited here na, and work at ka****e, , , ' he said , Kaka think the woman is not a good woman na" message from sister Yuli

"Thank you brother, thank you for telling me brother, thank you for caring about me sister" click sent to Brother Yuli

"sama na, that's all Kaka can help na, because brother is also a woman na, Kaka can not see another woman injured because the third woman " brother Yuli's answer moved me .

"i click emot cry "I send it to Brother Yuli.

At a time like this, I miss my late mother. A few months ago my mother died because of her hypertensive disease.

Everything is done, the children have bathed, dinner has been served, already before magrib mas Arsya has not yet returned home. Finally I open the green application, I click Arsya mas contact .

"Mas, where are you? kok has not come home" click sent check two but the balloon read finally I phone but not lifted. Actually I can't wait for an explanation to mas Arsya but I abstain from fighting on the phone .

"Mas, there's something I want to talk about, it's important please go home quickly mas" click sent and tick two but not yet read.

"Okay my dear, my love" Arsya replied

I fell down and fell in tears reading Arsya's message. Is it like this also you reply to a message from maduku mas?. Have you completely forgotten our promise, you forgot our sacred promise. I try hard not to cry anymore because my crying will be useless and only have a bad effect on my children and on my womb.

Wait for my reply mas, now I am difficult to act because I am pregnant and parenting two children who are active. Wait until the birth, wait for the time.