
Even I wish there was one of my husband's families to accompany me to give birth to new members in his family. There's nothing at all. And if I thought if they loved and wanted this baby. They at least accompanied me fighting between life and death to give birth to this new member in his family.
But I'm wrong they don't feel that way about my baby. So that they do not want to see my baby. It's a pity for my baby, but he's not wrong, but we're to blame for all this.
"When I will give birth and fight between life and death. Where are you and your family. Why not come with me or just see our baby later when I've been born" I said in my mind at this time.
But I always pray that my baby does not experience the same thing as me, later on. He should have the happiness of building a good and loving household.
At that time, I started listening to the doctor who would help me give birth to my baby. With three long breaths my baby was born into this world in good health.
When I found a small and tiny baby in front of me, I shed tears of joy in giving birth to her even though I hated her father who had no feelings for me.
A few days after my baby was born I posted my baby on social media, and did you know you were the first to comment on my status. Yes he's the father of my son who commented, where he was when I needed him, no word no clarity why he never came home. And why when I want to forget it he comes back to my life, after so many wounds he has inflicted on me so far.
I didn't respond to him either and chose to ignore him, because I planned to ask him for a perc lawsuit. It does not feel like my son is now 3 months old and during that time I took care and loved my little daughter alone without a father beside my son.
"You must be a useful person, son, and do not let you suffer the same fate as mama. Sama mamah also apologizes mamah will not introduce you to your papah who does not care a little for you when mamah pregnant you son. Later when you grow up you will know why mamah is being selfish like this" said I who issued a strand - the burden that is in my heart.
These three months are also the day that I officially became a one-child widow. I finally decided to break up with her and plan to raise my daughter alone. And do you know what happens after I'm officially a widow, long ago when I had a husband I would be the subject of talk about the status of a wife who never had a husband by my side and now that I am a widow whether I am not used as their talk.
The answer is that I was even the main subject of conversation by them. Why do I have to accept all this I did not ask for this status or even all women did not want to have the status that I currently receive.
Status I Never Wanted This. Now it's part of my life. Two years ago I had the status of a widow and now I want to start opening my heart to a man again. So that in the third year I am a widow I will hold a marriage that will initially marry betih to be married legally and religiously.
And this is my second marriage. I felt like I was the queen the day I used a beautiful kebaya, and there was a wedding reception too. This is the new beginning I started life after the bitter taste of my life for the past three years. And I hope that in my second marriage, I don't experience the same thing and I want to live happily with him until death separates us later.
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