The Pain of being Betrayed

Home in-laws and Pregnant

As agreed by me and Nas Angga, will temporarily stay at his parents' house.

We also asked permission to both my parents, in fact my father or my mother objected to it, but want how else. Because now I'm no longer their responsibility.

Can not force their will to me anymore, because now I have my own family, already have a husband who must be obeyed and obeyed, and follow wherever he will bring.

"Well, Pah we both want to ask permission to go to the city of P, InshaAllah will start everything there" said Mas Angga asking for permission when we again sit together.

"Mama actually objected to your decision, but if this is the best way for you, we can't do much"

"Yes Mah, if I don't have a regular job here. We need to eat, cigarettes too. I just don't want to repot mama equally papa, because now Ara has become my responsibility. At least if in town P I can work in my parents' garden"

"Well, if this is the best decision for you, papa can only pray that you are always healthy there, given a smooth provision" said kapa I sage.

"And you are Ara, so be the devoted wife of the husband. Obey, obey and appreciate him as a husband, and always take care of your health and also the future grandchildren papa not to be okay. And yes if you need anything do not hesitate to contact papa, inshaaAllah if papa and mama are there and able will definitely help you. The door of this house is always open to you whenever you want to come. Because even though you are married, there is not the slightest intention in our hearts to throw you away, son" said my father again giving advice with teary eyes, glazed, I can't hold back tears either.

"Yes, Pah. I will always remember the advice of this papa, papa and mama also do not forget to take care of health, so that later can play with the grandchildren of mama and papa" I answered as I poured into my mother's arms, which were warmly and affectionately repaid.

Really, it was the saddest moment for me, because the first time away from family, parents.

Now it's just the future I'm going to look at, how it adapts to the new environment, it's so hard for me to get through.

After saying goodbye, Angga and I packed clothes. Because we will stay for a long time in the city of P, finally brought enough clothes, not to forget the blanket cloth we bought when we married. After being sure all was enough we rushed to get ready, because the travel car that would take us to the city of P was already on the way to my home.

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About fifteen minutes, the travel car came we immediately put the luggage into the trunk, and returned to shake hands with all my family before boarding the travel car.

I tried not to cry then, so that my parents would not be sad too, keep showing my sweet smile so that I look happy and fine.

Finally, the travel car drove away to the yard of my house where I grew up, where I played with my brother and sister, my parents died, and died all my sweet memories at home.

I don't know, at that time it felt like my heart was raging, wanting to rebel, wanting to resist but I couldn't.

Tears that I endured from earlier were finally spilled, lucky in the car there was only me, mas Angga and the driver. So that I will not be ashamed when crying like that, mas Angga tried to calm me.

"Why, hum..??" ask Mas Angga while taking me into his arms.

"You need to be strong, be patient, baby. One time if we have more sustenance, we come here again to visit papa with mama" said Mas Angga trying to calm me. I could only nod in the arms of Angga.

Because the trip there is quite far, making my stomach can no longer be invited to compromise, in addition I was pregnant young which made my stomach more uncomfortable. It is easy to feel nauseous if you smell a very pungent smell in the nose, for example, when one of the passengers wearing a parfume that according to my smell is very stinging, for example, which makes my stomach nauseous and wants to vomit in his making. Actually not good with other passengers because I vomit in a bag of crackles that have been prepared by the travel party, but want to how else because it is not made up, but real.

After traveling five hours, finally the travel car entered the courtyard of the Angga mas house. My appearance should not be asked, because it's already a mess. It feels no more energy because it has been vomiting several times plus has not eaten at all since from the house K

my.

"Assalamu'alaikum." cried mas Angga, because it is now night the door of the Angga mas house has been closed tightly.

"Assalamu'alaikum." shouted Angga again while knocking on the door, because there was no sign of the door being opened.

Before long, the door was opened.

"Walaikumsalam, my goodness, let's go inside" said mama mas Angga who was surprised at our arrival. Well, we did not tell the same mama or papa mas Angga we will come.

"Why don't you know Mama if you want to come here, huh..??"

"Intentionally Mah, about her want to give a surprise to Mama."

"It's you, yeah, it's a habit..!!" said mama mas Angga while hitting the shoulder mas Angga.

"Yes already, you guys have been on the meal yet..??"

"Not Mah, about her Ara her stomach again ngak comfortable, often nausea and vomiting."

"Then you guys go straight to the kitchen, eat let her stomach Ara eat."

"Maybe because of the cold so nausea and vomiting" added his mama mas Angga again.

"It does not catch the wind Mama, but Ara is now pregnant" explained mas Angga, suddenly make mama mas Angga shocked, mixed haru and happy.

"Well, thank goodness. Means granddaughter mama added dong, you have to take care of health, son Ara, how many months..??" ask mama mas Angga enthusiastically.

"Already three months Mah road" I answered briefly, because honestly I was still awkward at home mas Angga let alone have to stay overnight.