My Sacrifice is worthless

Murka Mother-in-Law Mother Pov 9

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My husband and I watched it. I don't want this family to split because of me. "Mom, Anna has forgiven me. You don't have to ask for a divorce from mom? Anna's sure, you're gonna change, man,"

"But deck?" my husband.

"Have Bang, Allah is Oft-Forgiving, why can't we as His people?"

"Alright then, but on one condition. If you repeat it, you will drag me to the election office" threatened my husband.

Instantly the pale face eloquently heard the words bang Adi. "Mr promise you won't repeat it, son?" sayu.

"Alright, uncle's problem is done. How about rt sir?" ask uncle.

"We are here only as witnesses to this matter. If it takes another time we gladly help, how are the fathers all?" The neighbors present nodded compactly.

"We agreed, it's all done today. So Dar, you don't have to ask your husband for a divorce" said the uncle.

"For this time, I'm giving you one last chance, sir. Remember, last time," threatened mom.

"Yes mom, yeah. I promise," replied the father.

We disperse ourselves back to our homes. Since then, my father-in-law has never been to our house again. Only the mother comes to see her grandchildren. Neither did my husband and I ever step foot into their home. If I cook something, I'll ask my kids to deliver it.

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At present, Nur's age has stepped on two years. Ita has gone to school. That day, we worked royong to help a family grow crops just a few meters from my house. There was a mother, bi Ria and a few more mothers. That day the weather was quite sunny, the children played running around on the edge of the rice fields because it was located right on the main road of the village.

The owner of the rice field served us a drink of coffee water. I was so thirsty back then, so I picked a drink that I thought was a bit cold on my finger. When I get a cooler one, I'll immediately gulp it down to the toilet. I felt a difference in the taste of the coffee, but I was confused what it was. After drinking, something was different about me. Cold sweat poured out so hard that I shivered.

"Why are you, Na? ask me to worry.

"You sick, Na? timpal aunty.

I could not answer their question I spewed out a fresh red liquid and fell to the ground. I heard the cries of everyone, including my children.

I'm sober. My husband and children are near me. They look like they're crying with their eyes.

"Alhamdulillah, Deck. You are conscious" my husband said.

"What's wrong, Bang?" many wonder. The whole body feels weak as if it has fallen from a high place.

I just nodded weakly. I saw Nur sleeping on my lap, mother. Poor Mother looks so tired taking care of my children.

After eating, we went to the puskesmas in a canoe, just me and my husband. To walk there I could not, my body was still very weak. Our children are going to mother and aunt. When I got there I checked a mantri. The doctors in our village are still not there.

The conclusion we received, I had to be roasted in the city. Getting there takes two hours by intercity bus.

After returning from the puskesmas, husband, in-laws and uncle and aunt consulted to find a way out. Their decision I had to be brought in to immediately do the ronsen on my internal organs

to know why I can vomit blood? I never had a history of acute illness from childhood, so where did the blood come from?

The next day, my husband and I left without bringing any children. It would be exhausting if they were to participate. The journey I felt was very long, worried and worried about my heart. Worrying about my children and worrying about my illness.

Three hours later, we arrived at a state-run hospital. My husband signed up to do the ronsen. Long enough we waited in line, an hour later my name was called to go inside. follow all the procedures of checking the lungs and internal diseases such as blood and phlegm tests. It just so happened that I wasn't coughing so couldn't do a phlegm check.

Long enough we wait for the lab results to come out until half a day. "Mother Anna?" call one of the lab officers. "Please go to the doctor's office to read out the results" she said.

We immediately headed to the room in question. My husband knocked on the door slowly. An inside answer let us in. "Let's sit down, please. Can I see the results of the ronsen and the lab?" pinta the doctor. My husband gave up the results. The doctor carefully examined the file that was in front of him. "Mommy's lungs hurt huh? That's the main reason why the mother can vomit fresh blood, such as having long had tuberculosis or TB," explained the doctor.

"Did Mom cough for a long time?" ask again. I'm shaking. "No doctor, I've never had an acute cough. Regular coughs like strep throat and influenza often dock," I explained.

"But according to the results, I've been coughing for years," he pressed again to convince us.

"Then, how's the doctor's way out?" ask my husband to worry.

"Mom should use lung medicine for 6 months without being missed a day. If you miss it, you have to repeat from the beginning again because it can cause the bacteriology to become immune to the drugs you consume," he explained.

"Where can we get the drug, doctor? If we have to go back and forth, we're too far away,"

"Mother and father can come back here next month, I will prescribe for one month of consumption. So every month you can consult me to see the development of the lungs of the mother,"

"Okay doctor then, we follow whichever is best according to the doctor for the recovery of my wife" said my husband.

"Alright, this recipe can be redeemed at the front pharmacy, and the results of the rosen and lab is brought back when going to consult next month," explained the doctor.

I lost my strength even though I was just saying thank you. Oh God, what is this ordeal? "Propay for the Deck? Brother is sure the well will heal, for the sake of our children," comfort my husband to give strength.

After redeeming the medicine, we rushed to lunch first in the hospital cafeteria. The rumbling stomach forced us to devour that simple meal even though it was hard for me to swallow thinking about my mysterious pain.

With a step gontai kususuri a long, steep and winding road. I don't know until when I'll meet the end of the road that leads me to a place called happiness and even heaven. Could it be that my paradise is not in this mortal realm? Still hidden away in a faraway place? Soon I guess, I'll soon reach out with his Ridho.

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