My Sacrifice is worthless

Pamit Ibu Pov 14

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"Dragon!" my yelling. He was shocked, maybe just realized his actions. I stared into his eyes, looking for answers to what he was doing. He looked down and left. I hugged Ita who was trembling in fear.

"It's not wrong ma'am, Fitri played alone there. Ita asked Fitri not to play there, but he did not want ma'am," Ita explained sobbing.

"Is that Fitri?" my many. Fitri nodded in agreement. "Other times, if Brother Ita forbids you to follow his words. You have to take care of each other, okay?"

"Understand, ma'am," they answered compactly.

"sick, Son? ask Ita.

"Ita's hounding Ma'am?" the answer.

"Oh my God, which side is my son?"

"Left, Mom?" point Ita.

"Come on, I'll smear the medicine" I led Ita and Fitri home. Oil on the cheek of his father's slap. "Yes, sorry, son? Dad was unintentionally. Maybe you're tired and have a lot of thoughts" I said.

"Yes, ma'am" he answered.

"Fitri promises not to be naughty anymore and will be horrified if you talk," Fitri told her brother. They hugged, Fitri stroked her brother's cheek fondly. I smiled watching them. I have to talk to Bang Adi, this time his attitude has crossed the line.

I searched the house, but I didn't find my husband. "Ita, take her sister to nap. I want to go to Grandpa Rahmat's house for a moment" I said.

I set my foot near Uncle Rahmat's house. "You as a father shouldn't be rude to your son, Adi. They're young, what if they're traumatized by what you've done?" angry uncle on bang Adi. Apparently, Uncle Rahmat was advising my husband.

I'm not going into the house, let uncle take care of this first. I'll talk to him when he gets home. I'm back home.

"Eat him, so the child is not reckless, you naughty," Degh. My heart felt in the crumb listening to the words of my mother-in-law against my son. Not enough harsh treatment, but now even harsh words he received.

"Mom? What did mom do? It's not wrong mom. They're young, they don't understand anything" as I.

"It's because you're spoiling them too much, Anna. They became big heads and did not want to obey" he jolted.

"Anna, never spoil them, ma'am. Anna was just acting like a mother to her child. Does teaching and educating children have to be by snapping? a punch? diatribe, ma?" I'm still trying to control my emotions.

"You, be advised instead of thanking instead of resisting! Mothers are the same child, the same!" hardik mom while passing away.

Kuelus chest trying to be patient about this situation. Why are there so many trials today? I packed my clothes and the kids. I don't want to be in an environment like this. I fear that my children's souls are unhealthy and could result in deep trauma due to ill-treatment of their souls and psychics.

Bang Adi came home, I didn't ignore his gaze. "Where are you going Dek? Can't we talk about it all right? tanyakanya.

"What was before you hit Ita, did you speak well to him? I who conceived and gave birth to her, I do not want others even brother to treat her like that. I'm gonna go,"

I keep packing my clothes and the kids. I don't care if he keeps apologizing. I am tired of her changing attitude.

"Sir, please don't go, brother admitted wrong. I promise I won't repeat it. You can't live without you,"

"Do not promise if it is repeated. Now we introspect each bang," I packed up the things I needed. The kids are ready.

"Adek pamit Bang. You know where to go if you want to find a friend and children. Take care of your. Assalamualaikum."

He glanced, pecking at where he stood. I don't know what he's thinking, I'm trying not to care. I carried Nur, while Ita and Fitri followed me from behind.

"Where are we going, ma'am? It's a school permit again, huh?" Ask Ita. I exhale slowly.

"We're going to uncle sifa's house first huh, baby? Mother misses them, "I keep walking down the street. I had to hurry because it was starting at noon. I brought you some savings money.

I know, leaving the house without permission and the husband's riddho is sinful. However, I had to do so that my husband would realize all his mistakes. He has wronged me and my children too often, and even wronged himself.

I used 2 ojek to take me and the kids to the bus stop. Not long after we had boarded the bus that would take me to my brothers' house. I'll think more about what to do when I get there.

What if one day, this hand could no longer feed them? What if this body could not embrace them when they were cold, when they were crying, and when they were hurt? I can't imagine all that.

"Mom not eating? The nation is running out." Ita's question breaks my daydream.

"Mothers aren't hungry, baby, you're the ones who eat to keep from catching a cold,"

The bus will be back soon, I'm hurrying my activities. Bringing three kids is not easy. "Mom, why aren't you coming with us?"

"Dad's work, baby. I'll pick us up later," I replied with an excuse.

I turned into an accomplished liar in front of my children covering a gaping wound. I want the trauma they've been through to heal before I heal my heart.

My children have fallen asleep with the afternoon breeze. The expanse of rice that is still green, the trees are towering

leafy. For a moment I seemed to be sucked into a realm I could not understand where. There are only echoes, emptiness, emptiness and solitude, loneliness.

"Mom, have you arrived yet? Wanna get off at the sink? ask kernet.

I'm sober. "Ah, yes bang. Thank you,"

I guided the kids down the bus. The distance to Bang Sifa's house is still a few meters away. Some relatives who recognized me greeted me kindly.

"New atakng Na? From mae?" ask them with my regional accent.

"Come on," I answered briefly.

Tired of starting to whack. Cough approached. Hopefully here I can get back to medication. Pity my fetus if it is constantly taking chemical drugs.

"Dono' aaa dah, ngahe inak ngabari mau' ampus kasio," asked bang Sifa.

"Inak ahe Bang, sangaja bah," I replied smilingly.

"Let's throw uncle into uncle's house, huh? Have you guys eaten?" ask my children.

"It's Uncle,"

"Ahe Deck? Is there a meh problem? Mae suaminyu?" bang sifa started to get suspicious.

"Inak Bang's. Miss bah ka' kitak. Can I please make Kasio our nelek? I asked to divert her suspicions.

"Abang ngarasa felt there was a problem, carita if there is ahe-ahe boh," he entertained.

I'm nodding. "If you knew bang," my bath.

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