My Sacrifice is worthless

Your presence Mother Pov 15

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I've been here three days. There was no sign my husband would come after me. I invite the kids to find new activities and experiences. Bathe in clear water on the rocks with my nieces. They were so happy, I waited on the edge while holding me Nur.

"You got a problem, Dek?" suddenly my brother-in-law came over.

"Write it to your brother, maybe you can provide a solution or at least can ease the burden of your mind" he said.

"I don't know where to start, brother," I complained.

"All problems must have a way out and a silver lining, Dek. I'm sure you understand better than this brother of yours," she smiled softly.

I nodded in understanding.

"Solve your problem as soon as possible, don't let it drag on. Especially if it is a household issue. Remember, problems don't just get done without us intervening" he advised.

"Okay, thank you. May my husband come to talk about it soon" I replied.

"Yes, it's late afternoon. Let's take your kids home, "sister ordered.

I called the children to immediately stop their bathing activities.

That afternoon. There was a knock on the door and a greeting from outside the house.

"Assynoltom..."

tock.tok..

That voice, that voice belonged to my husband. There is a sense of happiness and longing that bursts through the atma space. I rushed out because the Sifa bang was still in the garden and the children were taking naps.

"Waalaikumsalam" I replied. I kissed the back of my hand, he stroked my head gently. We both smiled.

"How are you and the kids, Deck? We haven't seen each other for a week, it's been torturing me. Do you know, I miss you guys so much?" lirih.

Looked her eyes. There is honesty there. My taste enveloped both of us. Like a couple of old lovers.

"We missed you too, Bang. The kids are asking every day when you're coming to pick them up,"

The sound of footsteps ran from within.

"Dad...? When's come? How long did you pick him up?" ita and Fitri asked spoiled their father.

"Daddy work baby, so just got here to pick you up. You guys want to go home with Dad? Ita, I'm sorry, right?" regrettable.

"That's sorry dad. Ita dear Father," kekeh Ita hugged his father.

"Yes, let's have lunch first. You haven't eaten, have you?" I asked.

"Yes, let's have the kids eat, too" the kids pulled their dad's hand into the dining room. We ate with laughter. May it be like this forever, full of warmth.

"Well. again eat. Uncle wasn't invited?" ask bang Sifa. "When's datan, Adi? Healthy you?"

"New to bang. Let's eat?" bring Bang Adi. "I'm healthy bang, thank God."

"Thank God then. Come on, hungry for gini." Bang sifa scooped rice into her plate eating with us.

In the evening we sat together in the tv room while accompanying the children to play. The children were happy with their father's presence. My husband laughs at the children's behavior.

"Bang, tomorrow I'll take Anna and the kids home. Thank you, for this week keep them for me" said Bang Adi.

"Yes, please. That's your right to bring them. You cannot prohibit. Brother's message, if there's a problem solve with a cool head. We as the head of the family have to hold back our emotions."

"Abang, don't know what your problem is."

"Never be selfish, think of your children. They're the real victims of the selfishness of our parents." Bang Sifa advised us.



This morning, I was getting ready to go back to our house. After everything was done, we paid our respects to my brothers and the closest family. I don't know, there's a hunch that this is the last time I'm here.

"Bang Sifa, take care of your health? Who knows, Anna can't come here anymore, brother," I said.

"Why are you talking like that, Deck? You'll be healthy and fine. Already, brother does not want to hear those words anymore," debunked bang Sifa.

"Kan Anna wants Bang's birth. If there's four kids, how's Anna gonna take them back?" candaku.

We boarded an inter-city bus that would take us to our destination. Our half-day trip was a joke. The children were very happy with his father's presence. Hopefully it won't change again.

My pregnancy has entered the age of 8 months and my estimated birth after Eid al-Adha next month. "I can still eat typical Lebaran foods," my father said. Bang Adi kept working as usual and went home once a week.

Right now, Ita is already sitting in 3rd grade and I can already rely on it to help me in small matters. Although small, it is quite a restriction to care for his sisters as well as Fitri.

Lately, my health has been declining. Either because of my pregnancy or because of my pain.

Eid al-Adha is waiting for the day. The kids started asking what to make? "Bang, big pregnant adek gini can not make cakes, tired of sitting for long."

"Can't we just buy it?"

"The love of children really keen to eat cake Lebaran," I said.

"Yes, Deck."

"Don't think so either."

"We buy ajalah."

"The day before Lebaran, my brother is going to town."

"Buy it to Rama****just right?" ask husband.

"Where are you, come along" I replied.

Lebaran tomorrow the day after tomorrow, here Eid al-Adha is not as lively as Eid al-Fitr. Usually we only make dishes such as opor or rendang at accompanied lontong and ketupat.

The next day my husband leaves for the city. It was a two-hour drive using a small oplet. During the day my husband had brought back some cake. From cakes, cookies, sweets and drinks. "A lot of bang buy it?" much

"Nothing is Deck, Once pleasing to the children," replied my husband smiling.



Children choose which cakes they enjoy the most. The happy faces emanated "Dad, mother, thank you for the cake?"

"Can we eat one?" askthem.

My husband and I nodded. "Well, choose what you like" their father replied.

The kids cheered cheerfully. Ah. happy to see their smile and the baby in my womb also seemed to be happy with moving his limbs.

Lebaran this time felt very lively, many relatives who came to visit us. Thank goodness there was a dish we could serve to accompany their chat. Many brothers-in-law also came.

Five days after Eid, my stomach was in pain. It was so hearty that I couldn't get up. My mother and husband heard my screams. This birth was completely different from her sisters.

My mother helped me in my birth. However, I don't know what happened felt so long ago. Until my mother asked my husband to call Minah mbo to help her. During that time I kept moaning, feeling very long. Finally, Mbo Minah came with a rush into the room. He guided me deftly and finally the sound of crying was heard.

"Oekkkkb...Ooekkkk..." The crying echoed throughout the house. Praise be to Allah Subhana Wa Ta'ala. My son was born a healthy male and nothing less.

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