
Soon I was calm and in control of my emotions.. I gently told Dion, just so you wouldn't die because I giggled..
Then I stayed alone, and I slept next to my son.. That night my son cried because he didn't suck my breast.. I didn't give ASI because Dion's mother said that she would get used to it if she left.. It was a word that caused me to fall.. Because my breasts are getting swollen and dripping with milk, I do not mind the words of Dion's mother, I take and I hold my son to give breast milk.. My son did not cry for long and slept quietly.. Because it is still the age of 4 days the baby needs more fluid, my son who has from the beginning sucked ASI turns out he is not satisfied if he does not taste my ASI even though there are several bottles of formula milk.. My son was crying, because my condition was Cesar's surgery, my movement was slow.. It turned out that it woke Dion's mother, Dion's mother to our room.. Because of the condition of the door that Dion locked from the inside, made Dion's mother angry and kicked the door hard.. Then Dion's mother came in and told me to take my son to bed with her.. I strongly reject that request.. I said I could take care of my own son.. It turns out that Dion's mother still wants to take my son.. She said that I don't trust her even my own husband's son from her.. I still didn't give my son to sleep with him.. I opened my baby mosquito nets and I saw my son, it turned out my son was feeling hot, his body was sweating a lot.. Then I'm kipasked with a manual fan.. My son finally shut up and continued his sleep.. I thought Dion's mother was going to leave us in the room, and it turns out I was wrong that her mother slept right next to my son.. Even my son is sliding close to her and away from me.. I got angry with the rice, I shifted back my son and I asked him what this all meant.. When I got pregnant I was blamed for my pregnancy, and during my pregnancy I pretty much got a lot of abuse from the Dion family from any side including her mother.. And now that my son is born with a female gender, mom is trying to take over from me? It won't happen, until whenever I'm not sincere.. After I said that, Dion's mother just looked at me with a sharp look.. I don't mind, I slept next to my son and my hands kept fanning the manual for my son so as not to overheat.. The next day when I woke up in the morning, I was told to have breakfast by Dion's mother, and there was already a cork fish with my medicines.. After I finished eating I washed my mouth so as not to stink, I was afraid to disturb my son.. A few days later Dion's mother planned to hold a mupusi, the Malay language of the region here.. Which means that if the first child has been born and lives with one of the family parties, the family left behind brings gifts and cakes when visiting to see the baby.. And all of that goes to the baby and his mother.. At that time my family did not know that, because my family was not Malay coastal Deli, and such tradition only Melayu Deli who know it.. While talking to neighbors and other Dion brothers, Dion's mother always insinuated me with sharp words, her mother said that my family did not care about me..