Married Man Bankrupt And Arogan

Married Man Bankrupt And Arogan
62. Go home



"I'm sorry Elena, I should have encouraged and strengthened you. But I passed out, I couldn't see you and our son"


Hearing my husband's words I just kept quiet. Lazy to respond to his words, considering his behavior is very outrageous.


"Don't frown like that Elena, your husband's outrageous behavior doesn't need to be taken away. Men are like that, selfish and want to win by themselves"


Mom's whisper right in front of my eardrum. But I think I heard my mother's whisper, because from the look on her face it seemed like I asked what we were talking about.


"Let's Anggara be taught your son"


My father wanted to take Anggara's brother but he refused, with a trained step he approached our baby and he put Azan for his son.


All night in the hospital, mom taught me how to breastfeed right. How to put baby clothes. Coincidentally the baby has started to come out little by little, the mother suggested that I continue to breastfeed every two hours, because the newborn has a small stomach so that he suckles for a while already full, full, but also easily hungry.


Occasionally Anggara's sister also helped me to massage my shoulders. Because it is not used to breastfeeding, it feels like all achy bodies. All night only a few hours sleep. Being a mother is exhausting. Fortunately, this time Anggara brother swiftly helped me and stayed up late to accompany me, although my heart still felt upset but I tried to throw it away.


Because I gave birth normally, the next morning we were allowed to go home by the doctor.


At home the assistants greeted us with joy.


"Congratulations madam, for the birth of her son, if the great master and mistress are still alive, surely she would be delighted to have such a handsome and healthy granddaughter"


"Waaah turns out her nose looks like master, but her lips and eyes look like mistress"


"Who's name is madam"


we all forgot to prepare a name for our beloved son. Maybe because this was my first pregnancy and I had a coma so that what we had in mind was how to keep me healthy and my baby safe born into the world in a healthy condition. If it's a matter of name we really don't think about it.


I looked at Anggara's sister, but my husband shook his head. He seems to have no idea for that.


"You haven't prepared a name for my handsome grandson yet?" ask mother.


Me and Anggara nodded.


"What if his name was Adam Putra Anggara" said my father offering a name.


"It's good dad, I like it, it's my name at the end" my husband replied enthusiastically.


"I purposely put your name in your son's name as a gift for your hard work. I know you work very hard and are more dominant when making it, hearing the words of the father, Anggata blushed shyly.


While chatting turns out the waiter told me that Mr. Sentul and his wife were in the guest room. Mother immediately laid Adam in the baby bed we had prepared.


"There is Sentul and his wife in front of the master" an assistant told the court.


"Have him go straight to this room, but first have them wash their hands, and their faces with soap. I don't want them to carry an outside virus that would harm my son" my suddenly possessive husband said.


"This brother is more," I said.


But the mother justifies what is done by Anggara, according to the mother of people who come from outside sometimes hit by dirty air, dust that contains viruses or even sometimes there are creatures that must come along so that it can disturb babies who are still sensitive.


"You are also Anggara, if you just come from traveling, working or anywhere. Every time you go home directly to the bathroom, wash your hands with soap. Just got in the room, to kiss and pet your son.


I just found out I have this drag kid.


"Congratulations, sir, he's already a papa"


Mr. Sentul entered while his wife Tuti followed behind him. The white woman with a full and large body in some parts of her body smiled at us. We all know each other father, mother, Mr. Sentul and his wife sitting on the sofa in this room. I sat in bed holding Adam.


"How is Tuti's mother, how now will I continue to share the same household Mr. Sentul, I have heard all the stories of mother, because Mr. Sentul and I are like family, I have heard all the stories of mother, because Mr. Sentul and I have been like family, so yes we often exchange stories and ask each other for opinions if there are problems in the family. So you do not need to mention me, "said Anggara said hello to Tuti bu who looks shy.


"Yes bu Tuti, Tuti ma'am if you have any quirks any story is the same as me, let's just say I am a brother. If I am personally ma'am, I am very supportive of what Tuti has done. As a wife and mother of two children is not easy, every day take care of the household, take care of children, take care of the husband, biiiyuuh. Sisuami is thinking of another woman. Every day that mengeurusi wife, want any wife, every night that accompanied sleep wife. The turn of love is given to another.


Frankly yes ma'am, if it happens to me, I will also find my ex to be invited back. Let me know the sense of the husband does not know himself, "said my mother who immediately cut her speech by father.


"Mom, we are old, think wisely, let it be a good example for those who are young," the father scolds the mother making the face of the mother become sour at once.


"Don't listen to my wife's words yes bu Tuti, he was often carried away feelings, do not like if there are people who are not treated arbitrarily.


But you need to know, my wife never cheated, she was very loyal, because I was loyal too. If I don't justify the affair*mom did. Zina is a big sin, ma'am. But I understand what Mom did.


Maybe the mother was in a state of stress, because years of struggling to love and sacrifice her time and life to be a good wife and mother. But in the slightest there is no place in the heart of the husband to get his love.


But now that Si Sentul has fallen in love with mother, then the bad deeds that you have done should not be repeated again. Now focus on improving yourself to be a good wife and mother, " my father continued advising Ms. Tuti.


"Yes sir thank you for being reminded. yesterday I was khilaf sir, from now on I do not want to repeat my bo*doh deed. I am ashamed to remember that event. I as a mother cannot set a good example for my children. I am very ashamed sir, ma'am to them, I am afraid my children imitate my actions," said Bu Tuti sobbing. It seemed that the woman had realized that her actions were wrong.


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