BETWEEN HUSBAND AND EX-GIRLFRIEND
A harmonious home

My name is Erin, I chose my husband now because he wants to be serious with me. His name is Haris. Several times I dated and every serious want always failed, either from my side or men . Until I finally found him and he wanted to marry me, I accepted him because I no longer had time to continue choosing. At the beginning of my marriage everything went with what I imagined, she made me her queen, the call of love was never separated from her word.

"*Say**we don't have to rush to get a baby, just try to*", that's what my husband always said.

He doesn't pressure me on that, every day we spend time together. Weekend we walk the road because from a long time ago we knew until our marriage was just a 6-month courtship, so after our marriage we were dating. Before I married my husband, I had an ex that I always fought for so we could be together. My ex is named Ryan. I thought he was fighting for me but no, he gave up on it. I was quite frustrated when he left me, I seemed to no longer want to know a man . Even though I lost her for 6 months but I don't want to know any more men, then I know my husband and I open my heart a little for him. Now that my world is my husband, I close the old memories and I throw them away because I don't want any thorns in my household. I am the same husband already do not want any business with each other's past, I am happy to find the figure of the priest I want. I followed the pregnancy program but with the treatment that other people suggested because I was afraid that if I had to deal with the doctor, I followed it so that I could get pregnant quickly. Although my husband does not demand it but I want to hurry the three let the house rame, every month to month I always wait for the line two to appear. That month I was 3 days late, I was happy I hope to get a line two that. My husband and I bought a testpack to the pharmacy, the morning I tried with a pounding heart but the results I still line one. My husband hugged me and strengthened me.

"It's okay maybe next month we get a second line" my husband hugged my body tightly.

My tears are dripping slowly because it's disappointing, sure tomorrow I come moon. That bloodless heartbreak was when all I expected was line two and it turned out to be the moon, my heart breaking. I tried to promil back with the same medicine and still the same hope, whether it was bitter or not good I tried because I want to quickly have children. Lucky I have a lot of people close to me who love me so I have a lot of advice for this promil, no matter what they say I try and try again. My husband always comforts me by taking me on a walk so that I don't think too much about it, I always give thanks for what I have today. Maybe alloh show a person who is not good by way of keeping him away from me and replace him with a chosen person alloh that is the person who is now beside me, as soon as I forget it. This month I hope late and line two, but my hope is no more because the afternoon I menstruate again. My husband just smiled, though,

"There's plenty more time" my husband said.

"*S**may this be a way to bring us together huh nak*", I hope in my heart.

Next month I have to go back to the masseuse, I am grateful to have a husband who can carry me everywhere. My marriage age is about eight months but many who marry continue to get pregnant immediately, this all makes me insecure myself. There are also neighbors who doain there are also those whose nyinyir is commonplace, me and my husband are always silent and do not want to respond. This month about two weeks I have just finished my period but have menstruation again, said people may again bathe in the moon which means this month I have a lot of hope to get a line two. I finished my period about two weeks later I testpack was still negative, I kept thinking positive, maybe and maybe next week I can get a line two. After a month of menstruation, my heart broke instantly. My period is sorted again, keep saying people take pills kb. I follow his advice but maybe because my period is regular, I take pills kb even my menstruation messed up. I took off and did not drink anymore because it turned out that the pill made menstruation to be regular, it was me who regularly even messed up. All the means and all the drugs I drank without feeling tired and gave up.

"Son, buna and father always fight for the sake of meeting you dear, we do not just stay quiet dear soon be present buna", every prayer I just one, every prayer, that and that alone nothing else.

Every morning I exercise with my husband, sometimes I envy them, and sometimes I think why God chose love for me, why should I. How foolish I was to think negatively like that. I have sodara and she gave birth to her second child, said the person I asked to be lured with the son of sodara. My Sodara doesn't mind, instead she teaches me how to hold a baby and how to take care of it. My Sodara too she has to work if it's been 2 months, so her son told me to take care of it. I try not to be afraid to hold the baby, I slowly land already can take care of the baby. Every morning until noon I take care because his mother works, if his mother comes home I love her child. My day is treated because the son sodara, I busy to take care of it. My husband doesn't mind this, but he told me not to make it. Enjoy just like my own child I take care of him, I follow every development he. From being able to stomach to teething, sometimes he hurts me who is carrying on.