The Love Of A Nurse

Chapter 139

Desi's mother and her two children reached the village. They arrived at the moment when the sun started to sink.

Mr. Mirza who was at home was surprised because there was a taxi stopped in front of his house. The middle-aged man was confused because his wife and two children came home together. And what makes Mr. Mirza more confused is that his wife did not inform him if he wanted to go home. And the middle-aged woman once contacted him would return after Abian's birthday was over.

"Why not tell my dad?" ask the middle-aged man.

"Pak help Aneska, just ask her later." Desi's mom is paying their taxi fare. The nominal is quite large because the middle-aged woman rented the taxi from the city to her village.

"Loh Aneska why?" asked Mirza sir astonished because his son's hand had a wound.

"Later the story." Desi and Cyra's mother brought their bags and Mirza helped her son into the house.

"Why are you, son?" asked his father on the sidelines to marry his eldest daughter.

When the middle-aged man asked Aneska's eyes immediately glazed over.

"Come on a cry." His father was confused.

"Brother anyway." Desi's mother grouse took over to get Aneska into their home.

Desi's mother brought her son to lie in the room.

"Your clothes are still here, I still keep them. You change first and then I make soup for you. Take a break." Desi's mother kissed her son's forehead and exited the room.

Mr. Mirza follows his wife as well as Cyra.

"What the hell sir." Desi's mother grouse was immediately busy cooking in the kitchen.

"Aneska why ma'am?" ask Mirza sir.

"Aneska just had an accident." Sahut.

"Astag." Her father was shocked.

"Can't you ma'am?" ask her husband again.

"Where did you know sir, at that time my mom and Cyra were in Singapore, right Cyra?" ask Desi's mother to her youngest child.

His youngest son nodded his head.

"But didn't Aneska tell me the cause of the accident?" ask Mirza again.

"Say it was the trench's doing." His wife was busy cutting vegetables for cooking.

"So Aneska went into that ditch?" ask her husband again.

"Not the trench but the living trench." Obviously wife.

Mr. Mirza saw that his youngest son needed an explanation from the young girl.

"That's a lot sir, brother-in-law Abian's brother." Obviously his youngest.

"Oh, what's he doing with Aneska?" ask Mirza sir.

Cyra recounted the events of their time in Singapore and she got the story from the Zulfa oma.

Mr. Mirza was shocked to hear the story, because the palace was not as comfortable as its luxurious form.

"So that's why I brought Aneska?" ask her husband again.

"Not that, there's another problem that just happened." Said Desi's mother while cooking and telling the incident that her son experienced about the pregnancy and adoption of the fetus in the womb of his eldest child.

The middle-aged woman also recounted Abian's anger at thinking Aneska had deliberately had an abortion and thought Desi's mother was conspiring in the plan. And the middle-aged woman also recounted the name for both of them, the killer.

"Aneska should have said that to her husband." Said Mirza.

"It should be yes sir, initially Aneska's pregnancy will be a gift for Abian but in fact must be done abortion. Aneska wouldn't tell her husband because she didn't want to give him a gift of grief." Obviously Desi's mother.

"Yes you understand, she loves her husband so much that she does not want her husband to be sad or hurt. But what's kept secret is life, it's like this. But it's happened to do it again." The middle-aged man sighed roughly. Poor with the fate of his son.

"Cyra you don't sit here, make milk for your sister. Talk up don't let your sister daydream." Mother's word.

"Ready ma'am." Cyra made chocolate milk for her sister and brought it into the room. In Aneska's room lay down. She stared at the ceiling of her room imagining her husband's anger.

"Sister, I brought you brother's favorite chocolate milk." Cyra put it on the table beside the bed.

Seeing her sister Aneska immediately wiped her tears that had fallen from the end of her eyes.

"Sister crying?" ask Cyra.

"That's all you can do, even if crying can't solve the problem you're having." Aneska.

"Drink first." Cyra handed a glass of milk chocolate to Aneska.

"You know what makes you cry." Aneska said at once asking questions for her sister.

"Because Abian's brother scolded brother." Cyra Sahut.

"Not only that, big brother cried because the household of big brother could not possibly last long." Aneska said and came back crying.

"Son't say what the hell, Abian's brother is very in love with big brother surely he will not want to part with big brother."

"Not Abian but mom. You know in the hospital mom was angry with Abian, all this time mom never wanted to interfere with the household brother but the mother slapped Abian."

"Slap?" Cyra was less sure but Aneska nodded her head.

"Surely Abian's brother has made mother very angry. We know mother's attitude, she wouldn't do that if she wasn't hurt." Cyra.

"You're right, Abian called my mother conspired with my sister to have an abortion and called us murderers." Aneska.

"Obviously mom's angry." Cyra begins to fear and worry that her mother's blessing is not in her sister-in-law's possession.

"Silver pity the mother, because of the decision of the sister, the mother so blamed. I am innocent in this." Said Aneska and began to drink little by little the chocolate milk.

In the kitchen

"Mother why bring Aneska, however she has a husband." Said Mr. Mirza who disagreed with his wife's actions.

"Father knows, Aneska in the snapping sir, she's the mother's son, the mother died to be able to give birth to him. Where there is a mother who can see and hear her child in the snapped and angered." Desi's mother's tears trickled down imagining her son in her husband's snapping.

"Yes you know, the bond between a mother and a child is strong. Maybe Abian's having an emotion." Mr. Mirza hugged his wife giving a sense of comfort to the middle-aged woman.

"She shouldn't have put her emotions first, there's still a mother she's been scolding and yelling at Aneska if there's no mother might have been hit by Aneska."

"So when is Aneska here?" ask her husband who is hugging her.

"Forever." Sahut.

"forever? it's the same way I want our son to divorce." Her husband disagreed.

"Then I have to hand over your child to the man, later if Aneska makes a mistake again angry at snapped again. I can't bear it sir, it hurts my chest to see our flesh and blood treated like that."

The middle-aged woman loves her child very much and will always be ready to protect her child at any time.

Seriate....