Due to Prohibited CBC
Pregnant again

Both of my eyes widened in shock upon seeing the results of the thing in my hand, two red lines made me dizzy. I rubbed my eyes hoping that the result was wrong, not because I didn't want a child. But now it's really putting it off first, because my son is still very small. 

Yes, I have two children who are only a year away. My first child was one year and five months old, and my second child was only five months old. I pulled my hair in frustration, taking care of two kids just made me tired and now the members are getting worse and worse. 

Don't ask me why I didn't do KB, this is all a ban from my husband who doesn't want me to impede pregnancy. He once told me, had a friend whose wife went to KB. You must know what my husband meant, yes .. he said that his friend's wife had since KB his body became fat. 

It was not easy, between the husband's orders and my desire to hinder the pregnancy triggered a quarrel between us, until I finally relented. I tried to do a safety KB by getting it out, but my husband insisted on doing it inside anyway. 

"Huh." I took a deep breath and took it out slowly, seeing a positive testpack result. 

"Dance, what's the result? Quickly out!" 

I heard the sound of Angga calling my name, along with the knocking of the door that made me even more upset. 

Hurriedly I came out of the bathroom and opened the door, my pouting face looked at him in understanding. 

"You pregnant?" 

I did not answer and handed the testpack in his hand, approaching my five-month-old baby on his stomach. 

"Yes. We're parents again, honey." 

Mas Angga was so happy to hear my third pregnancy, very inversely proportional to me that it felt unable to take care of it myself. 

"Cock pouting that shit? You should be happy to be trusted again to get pregnant with our third child. Many out there have not had children, still in their waiting." 

Not that I hate my fetus, but rather that I should remain sane. 

"Mas, our son is still small. You think it's easy to take care of them, let alone they're fussy at the same time." 

"That's your job as his mother, what the hell." 

"But I'm not ready yet Mas, I'm still traumatized whose name is pain contraction also obras outside inside." 

"Don't refuse the sustenance that God has given us." 

Again the time of Angga remained at his point of view, he never looked to my point of view. "I'm not resisting, I'm having two kids." 

"Oh, only two children have you complained. Look the other way, a lot of husbands and wives whose children get above five or above ten." 

That's how my smart husband gives advice, but he forgets to understand me as a wife. How not? Mas Angga never took care of the children, even when I was sick. 

"But I need to keep my sanity Mas." 

I saw the departure of the Angga mas that disappeared behind the door, as soon as my tears dripped. He never understood me and just always followed his will, even in the matter of KB. To be honest, I was very tired of facing her attitude so casually, asking me not to hinder the pregnancy but never take part in taking care of her children. 

I wiped the tears that wet both cheeks, immediately I cradled my youngest child because now the schedule is to take a nap. Sighing heavily while bearing everything on my own, my husband prefers to hang out with his friends after work. Where would she take care of her children when I do homework, if one of my children cries next to her she doesn't care and just calls me. 

"Dance .. Dance." Pekik mas Angga called my name. 

I put my youngest child into the baby box and immediately ran to see him. "Yes, what's wrong?" manya curious.

"You're still asking what's up? Look, a full basket of clothes hasn't been ironed yet. The clothes in the closet are gone, not everything is ironed." His protest.

"Eh, but I've seen it. Mas." I wonder why the clothes in the basket are so many, when I have seen them in part. I looked at the confused Angga, maybe he was the culprit. If not my husband, then who else? That's what's on my mind. 

"I put the clothes in the closet into the basket." He knows what is on my mind right now. 

"But why Mas?" 

"You forgot yeah .. I only wear clothes that are neat in the iron." 

"It's still profitable to fold, but Mas's adding to my job." My murmur is upset.

"Start .. start, wonder. What is the difficulty of ironing clothes, after all the cleanliness of part of the faith."

"But look at the conditions as well. I do homework, take care of you and the kids. While you? Help momong a fussy child just don't want, even busy with a cell phone." 

I want to scream in front of Angga mas, it is very difficult to steal time to fold clothes in the basket and easily remove the entire contents of the closet so that I iron it. 

"It's hard to talk to a wife who doesn't know her job." 

After the departure of Angga, I stroked the chest trying to remain patient. He thought that homework was easy, because it was all the work of a wife. But I call her a maid, only I'm always busy from dawn to dawn. Even the first month of the youngest is very heavy I carry myself, always staying up late while my husband plays mobile without wanting to help. 

I hurriedly ran when I heard the cries of my first child, held her and gave a warm hug for a sense of comfort and peace that I could also enjoy. 

"I immediately went to the kitchen and took food, after waking up my napping my son always wanted to eat."

Just two spoons I was feeding the King, suddenly I heard the sound of the Queen crying. I ran and got my baby, gave him formula while feeding the first child. I stared straight at her while remembering my fate of being the mother of two children who were soon the mother of three children. 

I remember how early my marriage with Mas Angga, he said he would help me in every difficulty and also promised to help me take care of the children. But a promise is just a false promise spoken, I who was drunk in love considered him a warm man and a future husband. 

True said people, in marriage five years down is a difficult time. If you are unable to control it, the household is damaged and the victims are children.