The Unconsidered Fetus

Attention of Mr. Jenson

"Mother I lift your head, I love you so much you can't be sad like this, what makes you sad, let's tell Teguh." Said my six-year-old little boy, but already had very extra attention towards his own mother.

He seemed to be able to feel what I was feeling right now, I immediately raised my head again and began to return hugs from him, holding Teguh and sitting her on my lap at that moment.

"Definitely dear, mom is fine, you don't worry, this mom is just a little confused, just a little bit, after all, now you can go to the best schools and get extraordinary tutelage from Mr. Jenson, what else will I worry about when the beloved son of this very genius mother already has a well-organized and bright future." My reply was to deliberately hide my own feelings from her.

I don't want Teguh to have to come to think about my problem, let alone he's too small to talk about this kind of problem, he just needs to learn and play at this age, not by listening to adult problems that might burden his mind later and affect his brain growth and mindset, so I keep telling Teguh to go to play as soon as possible. "Mother, but I saw you exhale lethargicly and keep your head down like that, I know you're sad, what makes you sad, what's bad dad to you?" Said Teguh to me who was still asking me to tell him at that time.

Seeing him so attentive to me really made me very moved and I began to realize, maybe this is what God had planned for me, even though I initially received deep pain, he said, but now I can have a son who is very handsome, intelligent and very sincere in loving me, in addition, God has also shown very clearly to me that it turns out that people who I trust and I consider like my own brother can actually be this evil to me, even when he said that he loved me so much, but could still be this cruel to me, and now I feel so afraid of Desi, I was afraid that she would have changed and not think of me as her sister.

"Mom.why shut up, mother what are you thinking?" Tanya Teguh woke me up in a long daydream at that time.

"Well, no dear, I just remember if soon your father will arrive, I have to cook first for us to have dinner so you play first with the waiter there, then, don't be naughty and don't worry about mom anymore, mom was fine just thinking about the menu for mom to cook tonight, it's been playing first." I reasoned to him and immediately told Teguh to go play.

Finally Teguh could nod and obey me as well, she went with one of the maids who always took care of her and I also immediately rushed to the kitchen to cook, preparing all the meals for Mr. Jenson as I have been doing for the past few days.

Although I actually cooked for Teguh because she originally requested that I cook food for her the same as I used to do when she and I were alone, that's why I started cooking and we no longer told the waiter to make food, Mr. Jenson also started eating at home, although he usually always ate outside and only had breakfast that was often prepared by the servant, but this time because Teguh who always asked him to go home on time to be able to eat dinner together, but this time because Teguh who always asked him to come home on time so he could have dinner together, it turned out that it made Mr. Jenson a habit and from then on he always came home on time, had dinner and always had breakfast together at the dinner table warmly.

Even at lunch I will deliver my own food to the office or leave the food to the driver who often delivers the food.

Again it is not my will, where perhaps I will have the initiative to do so, after all, from the beginning I knew my relationship with Mr. Jenson was not as harmonious as it was when there was Teguh in our midst, and of course everything I did to make Teguh think that we were better and so that she could feel in a harmonious family like she had always wanted to be, the task of making it then noon and delivering it to the office was also an idea from Teguh, I just run it as expected by Teguh alone.

After getting the news that I got a companion, it still feels very sick even though I try to toughen up, the regret in me for not receiving help from Mr. Jenson is certainly in my heart right now, but in addition to all of that, I still have to strengthen myself that I am able to get through any obstacle in life, just keep cooking while not being able to stop thinking about acting problems later.

"How can I fight acting with my own brother later, while I know Desi is still very angry with me, the last time she didn't even recognize me and didn't take me, it will definitely be very awkward, how is this." My mind just keeps thinking about the matter nonstop.

Until suddenly accidentally my hand even touched the end of the hot pan that I was about to lift, I immediately shouted quite loudly and distanced myself from there as soon as possible. "Ohhh...." I screamed in shock and checked my index finger.

But just now I was intending to check it out, out of nowhere old Jenson immediately pulled my hand quickly and took me to the sink, and, he put my hand under the cold water and continued to take very good care of my finger.

"Why are you daydreaming like this, until my hands are on fire, are you crazy?" Said Mr. Jenson with his face that looked anxious to me.

I could only stare in admiration with his swift demeanor when helping me at this moment.

He even continued to blow my hand and started giving the ointment back then, until he again blew it seriously, making me feel very happy to be able to get this kind of attention from him.

"Sir, are you worried about me?" I asked him with a stick.

"Why do you ask that? Of course I'm worried about you, you're my wife, how the hell." Reply to Mr. Jenson who makes me even more happy.

I think he stayed away from me these days because he rarely talked to me or talked to me and had more time in his office, but after hearing all this from him I suddenly felt much calmer.