My Sacrifice is worthless

Pov Mother 6

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"We came here, intending to adopt your baby. You know we were married for 10 years. But God has not yet cast an eye light for us" explained bi Eko at length.

"Yes Adi, Anna. Pity us. We'll pay for the delivery and replace the loss. Let's just say you want how many compensation amounts," explained uncle Dodi.

There was anger sneaking in my heart, they were like forcing my son to buy my flesh and blood that I had for nine and ten days with struggle. It is not that I am not concerned with the circumstances of those who do not yet have flesh blood, but their ways are wrong. It's like my son's a kitten who's willingly asked for and paid for.

"My son is not for sale Uncle and Aunt. It's not that I don't understand your situation, but I can't give my son to someone else while I'm still breathing" I replied straightforwardly.

"Dec? Don't we think before we make a decision?" my husband said with an ugly face.

"My decision's been unanimous, Bang. Can't be bothered," I broke up.

My husband lowered his head, there might be a bad taste towards his uncle and aunt. The husband and wife could only be silent, I saw bi Eko wiping the corner of her eyes. My heart trembled, I understood the feeling of a woman who wanted so much to have children.

"All right then, Anna. We will not force you again. But, can we consider your son our son? The term adopted son?" ask uncle Dodi.

"If it's just a foster child, we agree, Uncle. Maybe later it can be used as a bait," I replied.

"Well then, thank you in advance and this uncle and aunt of yours are sorry if we are presumptuous to ask for your child. Accept it as a gift from us and for our children as well. What's the name of this sweet boy?" said uncle menoel pink cheeks Nur.

"Thank you, Uncle. No need to bother like this. We also apologize for not being able to comply with your requests. His name is Nurjannah" my husband replied smilingly looking at our son.

"May you have a fat aunt, Anna?" tanyanya expectantly.

"Of course you can, Bi. Please,"

Bi Eko carefully carried Nur. There is a happy tinge on the face of the couple. I know they miss their baby so much, 10 years is not a short time, they must be very tormented. However, to give my son away, that is impossible. Trust is to be guarded, not to be wasted.

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My in-laws have come home, he seems unhappy with the news he received that my daughter is again.

"Why don't you just give your son to Dodi? Selling everything expensive? The daughter will be of no use to your future," mother's wrath came to visit me.

"Subhanallah, Mom. The child is the same, they have their own sustenance and path. We do not deserve to go before the will and decree of Allah Azza Wa Jalla. And my son is not to be traded like a kitten and a chicken. Whether or not it is useful depends on us as parents to educate our children to become children sholeh and sholeha," I said at length.

Mom's face turned red, a sign of dislike for my words. "You new boy of corn, new religion as big as the soles of the feet already want to preach in front of me? You son-in-law don't know they're lucky. I ate the salt acid first" cried the mother.

"You!!!!? " mother's hand has been raised wanting to hit me. I close my eyes if that's what you're going to do, I'm sincere.

"Mother...!!! What the hell, Mom? Anna just gave birth to my son, Mom. Pity him." said my husband in compassion.

"Oh.. Good are you Adi? For the sake of this woman you've been married to for a few years, have you dared to go against me? Want to be your bad boy?" squealing mother.

"Mom, please don't do this" my husband asked me to hold his mother's hand.

"Already, if there's anything don't call me anymore. I don't want to take care of this haunting, not knowing myself" she said.

"I'm sorry, Mom. My parents are here. How could I turn my back on my mother?" my rayuku.

"If you can't give me a grandson, Adi I'll marry my chosen girl, okay!" fawning mother without feeling.

I was shocked to hear Mom's words. Chest quells to be more patient. Without feeling the clear liquid in my eyes flowing slowly. The in-laws I hoped would receive me like my own child, now seemed to be wiped out. I'm getting more and more stunned, a haunting dilemma. What if my in-laws really don't like me? Bang Adi who saw me crying, approached and hugged me. "Prophey, baby? It will not happen, Brother will not leave you until death do us part," comforted my husband.

May God bless my husband's words. I just want to age with him until death do us part. "Adek will try to give brother Bang's son and grandson to mother. Even if one day you have to bet your life" I whispered to my beloved husband.

"Guard can't talk like that. Brother accept with sincerity whatever our son, Dek? Brother is grateful to have you angels of heaven, brother," he said.

I smiled at my husband's words. "Can you please my husband too? Study where? How was it not practiced when applying for adek? manyu chuckle.

"Start dehleknya? Time to bed it's us rame-rame Dek one family, time yes brother woo in front of them? rajuk.

"Yes, yeah. Sorry my husband dear, but how can this three children just woo bang?? manyu laugh.

"Udah ah, brother wants to take a shower first, suddenly brother is angry," said my husband with a smiley face passed away leaving me.

I laughed at my husband's behavior. I am grateful to have it as my strength. Ita and Fitri are thrilled to have another sister. They do not want to go to play as usual if the afternoon in our home environment. They are more at home menoel and play their sister's nose.

Today, the thanks of our son. We had a simple banquet inviting close neighbors and relatives. My in-laws are no exception, however they are our parents. She behaved as usual in front of the guests. Holding her grandson when she gets a haircut.

My husband and I are very happy to see the mother change, may this be a breath of fresh air for our family. The show is finished and running smoothly. There are many gifts and envelopes that we receive from our guests.

"May dong ask for some of the contents of the envelope? Mother again needs capital to wake up," pinta mom relaxed.

"Loh, Mum. Thisikan has Nur bu alms from the guests," I replied.

"Ah, that little kid already knows the same money? Come on, let's split the two results, "forcibly mother.

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