Poor-Thought Son-in-law Turns Out to be a Young Master

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I know it's not just my heart that hurts. But Dava as the father of my son also felt the same way. Instantly clear circle escapes without orders.

"O Allah is this my true family . I feel like a stepchild that I never expected in this house, almost like my story with a stepchild lament movie. But the difference is I am a biological child, but really treated more than my stepson in this house, just for the reason I married mas Dava who came from a poor family and did not know its origin.

I raised my head and looked at them with an emotional look.

"mom, I didn't force you either. To acknowledge my son as a mother's grandson. So remember mom until whenever I won't abort her.

"And for you brother, may your whole life not be loved child let your husband cheat to get a child from another woman, let me mampus you."

When I finished I said that I tried to get up from my seat and wanted to go to the room because it happened that Dava had a stomachache so he rushed into the bathroom.

But unfortunately I just stepped my hand blocked by Lekza. I had a one-time slap on the cheek not yet there, mother quickly got up from her seat and pushed me firmly. Because I was a kanget so my balance was not balanced, I finally fell down on the floor,

"Argh...oh..sick...mas Dava...sick...please," I complain of pain but let not be helped kasian aja not. They felt this was a joke, they laughed out loud seeing me helpless. They were not humans but demons. I know that mom and Lexza were deliberately trying to get me to miscarry.

Suddenly I felt alkaline under my feet. How surprised I was to see blood flowing under my feet. I felt my whole body limp and helpless, I vaguely heard the sound of Dava's cry.

"Dinda darling..kamu why darling.." she said after that I don't remember anything else.

When I realized.."where am I?" many people bungung

"Dinda darling.finally you realize also make mas panic. Meningan you rest first yes, do not move much" said mas Dava gently while stroking my hair, it feels comfortable to be next to a man who has just one month more to be my husband.

"Mas..why are we here what's going on?" I asked because I saw my husband's soft eyes, it seemed like he was trying to hide something from me.

"Darling...This time you hear me can? Rest your body still limp."

I just followed and fell asleep again.

The next day I squirm, I found Dava sleeping next to me. I tried not to wake him, but it was in vain when Dava opened his eyes.

"Darling, you're awake. Where you going?"

"I'm going to go to the bathroom" I said. Mas Dava single-handedly got up from his seat and swept me into the bathroom.

"Loh.kok my stomach hurts, Oh my God I just realized not yesterday afternoon I was pushed by the same mother. And I fell? No this is not possible I miscarried, I have not asked the same mas Dava I wait after coming out of the bathroom. When we got to bed. I looked at my husband's bead.

"Mas...be honest with me, why my stomach hurts so much, I miscarried ya mas"? Much

"Honey.listen to the mas, do not be sad yes, this is the destiny of our children are happy in heaven. So you keep the spirit up, the mother with Lexza deliberately encourages you to abort your womb dear. But remember don't hate them, let karma work."

I heard Dava's words. I was crying so much. Even though Dava gave me a warning, so that I would not hate them, but this little heart is very sick. And I know Dava feels the same way but he doesn't want to look weak.

"Mas, I'm sorry I am, I'm not acting like a wife and mother who can take care of our child, I'm sorry I'm so." I said in tears, but gently Dava grabbed me and gave me strength.

"Isss, who says you're a bad wife and mother. You're a perfect mother and wife, but this is fate so don't blame yourself, you love you so much. Now that you're taking a break, it's noon and you're going out for a while."

For four days I was in the hospital, not even though my mother or my two brothers came to see me, even just asked by phone never. If I was asked this heartache, of course it hurts, I can't even express it with words.

Actually I want to go home quickly but the doctor hasn't let me inexplicably. After the Dava mas left not long the door of my room was knocked and immediately opened.

But what makes me wonder is, enter a woman who looks like her age is not far surgical from the mother, but more beautiful and more fres this woman. If the mother may be arrogant and arrogant so the face looks old. The age is still forty.

I raised both eyebrows because the woman went in and threw a sweet smile and looked very sincere to me, but that made me tangent, how can I ever see where it is. The face is not foreign.

"Siang son." he immediately greeted me

"Siang ma'am, sorry mom who is" I asked Not to answer but he talked to himself

"It turns out Dava is smart to choose a wife, not only beautiful but also kind"

"Deg.." who is this why he knows the name of Dava mas, is this out mas Dava.

"Thank you, ma'am, but once again sorry to know whose mother."

"I am Ziya's mother! Madame Dava, sorry I met you here, but I can not this long the fruit in the meal yes, and send a message to Dava. Please persuade him to come home, mom and dad miss you too must come, mom is waiting for you both to come home."

"Deg.." why is it this big, Dava's hiding from me.

I was really surprised, hearing the words of Ziya's mother, because all this time Dava had no story at all if his parents were still alive. Makes me curious because it seems like I've never seen anyone where.

"Mom sorry if I was sassy. But I seem to have seen mother where yes, the face of the mother is not foreign, oh yes almost similar to the wife of the richest man in this country, yes I am not wrong. But as far as I know her name Aprilia what is it anyway there is still another name" I said making the middle-aged woman laugh.

"You're funny it turns out yes, you may see people wrong, please say hello yes to Dava. anyway mom is waiting for you guys." he said gently while stroking my head makes me feel very comfortable.

"Oh my God, if this were my mother I might be very happy, but unfortunately it would not be possible. It is only because of his wealth and that he dared to commit crimes against me until I lost my son.

Finally, the middle-aged woman left.

Short Story. I was finally brought home by Dava mas at home. But just as we got home, my mala and Dava mas in the rain with insults. I've been determined to get out of this house, after dad's coming home from abroad tomorrow.

But unfortunately, it was not the father who came home to perform his duties. The saddest day for me. But whatever it is I'm a clairvoyant, and up to the division of property. I told you from the beginning that I would get nothing. And it's true. My name is not registered in my father's law.