My son, not my son

Chapter 4. Nawal Kahla

Daniela shed tears. Again and again, no matter how many times. He stared fixed red face Early baby with full name Nawal Kahla it.

"I'll keep it in this memory forever. We'll meet again, son," he said.

"I told you not to talk no-no!" sergeant Fiya.

"Have to come back. Mean what? Wanna take him back? Do you remember that deal? Which you have signed, even with a battery. You know what you're going through when you break that deal?"

Daniela mute. He considered all the Kaifiya words to go in the left ear and out the left ear as well. She was still looking at the adorable baby's face.

"Sorry mom, son. Not that my mom doesn't love. Mama loves you more than your mama's life. But my mom can't do anything now. Mom cornered. My mom has no choice."

"It's the same with Onty. Gotta go back later and don't fuss."

"What's? The onty? It's just delicious Onty. He's been my son ever since you signed the letter. I'm not her onty anymore, but her mom. I'll remind you that you forgot."

Kaifiya emphasized his words.

"Yes, please understand a little. As a mother I would have been hard parting with my son, my flesh and blood. It's only natural that you don't understand. You don't have any children yet" said Ela.

Hearing Ela's words, ignited were already the emotions of Fiya's soul. She felt her brother was too much. It's like she's being teased, an imperfect woman.

Fiya immediately took baby Nawal from Eka's sling. Not that he did not feel sorry for Ela, but if left for a long time Ela will change her mind. Even he was heartbroken to hear Ela's sentence just now.

It's heart-wrenching. I feel like life is weird, unfair. Where he struggles to have children, to seek treatment here and there, this is it, but does not need results. While the brother who does not want a baby, even easily get it.

Fiya knows, Ela is very hurt. She has never felt like a mother, but she knows it. How painful it is to be separated from the child, our own flesh and blood.

Ela who felt deprived of her rights was greatly hurt. He ran to his room. He was crying there, on his bed. Even the mobile phone that had sounded earlier he ignored.

"Lord, I cannot be separated from my son. Strengthen me, Lord," she cried out loud.

The only place where Ela's complaint is at the moment is the khalik, the rejector - behind the human heart. Only he understands Ela. He knelt on the cold ceramic floor, praying that he would face this separation.

While in the living room, mama Gita calms down Fiya. He can't defend anyone here. Fiya was angry at his sister with this disgrace. Similarly, Gita was angry. But he can what?

"We should keep these meetings of disgrace, lest anyone know. Enough us. And if you can't talk about it again," said the mother.

"Mama's advice, now just bring baby Nawal son. Mama was afraid to kiss the neighbors who would even spread to Ela's future in-laws. You know how the neighbors are now" explained Mama Gita.

"But what about Ela? I don't think I can, ma. He's still hit hard. I want to give them time - Ela and Baby Start to be together for a little while."

"Give me some time?" ask Arion suddenly. He opened his voice at last.

"So you immediately took the beginning of the sling," he added again.

"I don't have the heart, brother. I feel sorry for Early Baby, until he was exposed to his mother's tears. People said not to shed tears on the cheeks of the baby," said Fiya to her husband.

"Give them a little time, brother please. In any case Ela is an Early baby mother and a child should not be separated like this. They'll both be hurt. We can still try other treatments to be given a baby," said Arion carefully. He was afraid of hurting his wife.

"But my brother couldn't. I have no other choice. Not that I'm selfish, but ...." Fiya sighed harshly.