Appreciate Me
Initiating.

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It does not feel now my womb is nine months old, only died during childbirth. I must be strong, I must not be weak.

Mas Randi has expressed the desire of his parents that this time want to take my son to live with him again. Ak

u had refused in various ways, but again I was helpless. I'm too weak for that . I just want to keep my mind so that my sanity is maintained so that I can give birth later independently.

I also can not refuse because mas Randi himself as the head of the household and the father of my son only agreed with the request of my in-laws.

" O Lord give me strength and sincerity with these trials that come and go.

The King still remained strong with his stance of giving our second child later in foster care to his mother. I was actually very disappointed with the attitude of mas Randi who did not stick to his stance as if he did not appreciate me as his wife where I who was pregnant nine months after birth would give up custody to people another one even though it was the grandmother of my son. The shadow of a few years ago flashed again in my mind where the King was forcibly taken from my hands to be cared for by my own mother-in-law the grandmother of my son but this heart felt heavy to accept the second reality a time.

The King was heart, and so was my mother-in-law, where my conscience as a mother would separate mother and child. This is the second time that I have not yet given birth but they have expressed their purpose and purpose without maintaining my feelings as a mother.

" You have to be strong, it's for the sake of our son". Mas Randi can still be with me before we part for a series of operations many messages are conveyed with the aim of giving me the best support and prayer. So it was time for us to separate because the nurse had pushed me into a room where I was going to be operated. There was a feeling of fear enveloping, I felt a situation that was so unfamiliar, even though the doctors and nurses were always friendly to me. The series of surgical preparation rituals were done I just resigned while praying that my son and I are fine even though after this we will separate. Unaware of the clear details flowing from the corner of my eye.

" patient mother yes, strong yes ma'am" dapa one of the doctors who handle me. I could only nod my head without being able to hold back the tears that came out so fiercely. Still I felt the hand of a nurse wiping tears from my cheek while smiling gave me reinforcement.

I ended up in a room where I was taken care of. With the rest of my energy and memory I searched for the whereabouts of my son.

" Our son". I said weak to Mas Randi. Again he just clasped my hand tightly and kissed my forehead.

" thank you, you have given birth to my second child he is a boy, this time his face you said mas Randi while crying

"I'm sorry, because mom took our son away before you knew it. Mas Randi said as innocent and sinless with his words so smooth and blunt without thinking about my feelings.