My Sacrifice is worthless

My Son Not for Sale Pov Mother 9

"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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"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.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I don't mean that, I beg you not to say that about my son anymore,"

"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 woman, okay!!!"

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