SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS
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"Kean, Grandma's granddaughter. Here's the fat granny" I told Kean the son of Damar and Sarah.


Not that Kean wanted to, but he was crying hysterically instead. Why is this a baby?


Not in anything but crying? Fucking lebay.


"Let me carry Kean, Sarah!," I told Sarah.


But Sarah did not answer me at all, instead she smiled cynically at me. You little lady!!


And Sarah seemed to be trying to retrieve the car keys currently held by Damar.


Then Sarah managed to take it, because Kean's son was crying hysterically. Damar couldn't bear to see it. Finally, he was given the keys to the car.


Sarah passed from before the three of us. The three of us finally entered the house.


And how shocked I was, seeing Lidya pass out in the living room. He had taken a shower and changed his clothes.


His face was very pale, and Damar immediately carried Lidya to be taken to his room.


My palms and feet rubbed with eucalyptus oil, hoping Lidya would wake up. But he did not wake up.


Damar took him to the hospital, fortunately there was a Bianca car.


Otherwise, we may still be confused to book a taxi online. It will be a long time to wait for his arrival.


Arriving at the hospital, Damar holds Lidya himself. He can't wait for the sisters, because it's been a long time.


Arriving in front of the IGD, the three of us were barred from entering by the guard sisters.


A few minutes later, the doctor who will handle Lidya also entered into IGD.


The three of us waited while sitting in front of the IGD. Damar looks very anxious.


Then Damar asked about me and Lidya who had not been home for two days.


I was at a loss to answer her, but I had to keep telling her about what I did with Lidya at Peki's grandmother's house.


"So, mama dropped Lidya's content in a shaman?!!, my goodness ma, did Damar say, don't act rashly like this!!, Gini is the result."


Damar seemed very frustrated hearing my confession. I also did not dare to argue with him by giving an excuse. Because if he reasoned he would get angry.


Why else with Lidya? wasn't yesterday okay, too?.


After the doctor came in, a nurse came out and called us as a family from Lidya.


And the nurse said that Lidya had run out of blood. And right now it needs the same blood as Lidya.


Due to the same blood supply as Lidya, it was currently depleted. The hospital has also contacted PMI, but there the same blood supply with Lidya is also empty.


The three of us were asked to donate blood for Lidya's safety. If Bianca I make sure her blood type will not be the same as Lidya.


And Damar? I'm afraid that everything will be revealed.


May my blood be the same as Lidya's, so that all the secrets I've kept these dozens of years will not be revealed.


If it's uncovered, I'm afraid Damar will drive it out.


Ah...no!!!!! this thought began to recall a few tens of years ago. When Damar was a baby, and he was still breastfeeding.


I should be able to cover her up tight. I don't want to be kicked out by Damar.


The nurse asked again who was willing to be a blood donor for Lidya.


The sister's question, surprised me. And I woke up from my daydream.


Before Damar appointed himself, to be a donor to Lidya.


I offered myself up first, on the grounds that I was old. My life I'll bet for my children.


At first Damar refused, because my condition is already this old.


But still I insisted, and Damar finally allowed it.


To be honest I never knew, my blood type with Lidya was the same or not.


We never checked our blood type.


After following a series of examinations, it turned out that my blood and Lidya were not the same.


According to the nurse who handled my blood test. Usually, the child will inherit the blood type from his father.


The deg!.


Where's Lidya's father?


Ah. can't stress me thinking this, problem one is solved. Now comes another new problem.


Why do you always make trouble anyway, lidi?? dizzy mama made you!.


Finally inevitably Damar was examined, because he felt his only brother Lidya.


Though....


I can't open all of them. And my prayer at this time may there be a miracle so that the blood type of Damar and the blood type of Lidya are the same. So that there is no suspicion in Damar.


Damar was invited by the sister to the same blood test as me.


But the examination did not take long. Because it's only a few minutes. Damar and the nurse returned to the waiting room. I and Bianca are sitting.


Seeing Damar's disappointed face made my heart skip a beat.


Afraid of the bad news he'll bring here.


Damar sat down beside me, with a rough breathing out. It was a huge disappointment on his face.


"I'm not allowed to donate my blood, ma. Because my blood pressure is currently very low" Damar said with a lethargic face.


The only people here who haven't been checked are Bianca.


Then I turned my gaze to Bianca, and at the same time she looked at me as well.


"Why do you see me like that?, don't tell me you told me to donate my blood to Lidya!,"


Before I spoke, Bianca had already understood the meaning of my gaze.


Oh.. really a dream daughter-in-law, already rich, beautiful and understanding as well.


I nodded my head, confirming what Bianca said just now.


But.....


"Sorry ma, I can't. It's not that easy to give my blood to someone else!! I'm also very scared of syringes."


Turns out Bianca rejected my request outright. With a very high tone.


"But, we're going to be a family" I said, reassuring Bianca, after she married Damar. He's already in my family.


"Bianca doesn't want to, after all, Lidya is someone else to me. So mama don't woo me into donating my blood to Lidya,"


Bianca like everyone else today, she never refused any of my requests.


But now....


Is it possible that he was jealous because Damar was talking to Sarah?


Cook yeah, just talk like that he should be jealous?


I have to take Bianca's heart again, in order to be married to Damar soon. Because he is my only hope right now.


I wish I could restore my family's economy, and who knows, he'll buy me a car.


Because since I don't have a car, I'm ashamed to want to hang out with my socialite friends.


Finally for three hours waiting, the doctor who handled Lidya came out.