Impotent Men VS Infertile Women
Adoption

At the same time, Jona invites Olyn to take a walk in a nearby park where the place is never empty of visitors. They surround the garden filled with many flowers. Many young children are running around chasing each other, not least their mothers are shouting and warning their children to be careful not to fall or bump into others.

Olyn gave a small smile at the sight of the little boy with his mother. In his heart he said if the mother was him and the little child was his child. But unfortunately it was nothing more than if it never came true.

"You want to be like them?" jona asked, pulling Olyn out of everything.

"meaning?" Olyn did not understand.

Then Jona stopped, and so did Olyn.

"You want to be a mother?"

Olyn was further astonished to be confused by Jona's question.

"You're teasing?" asked Olyn in a joking tone, the article until whenever she can not be a mother.

"I'm serious, honey. You want to be a mother?"

Olyn then nodded. "Every woman wants to be a mother, including me."

"We had a plan to adopt a child, right?"

Olyn was completely shocked by what she had just heard. He made sure once again because he thought his hearing was instantly starting to diminish.

"What?"

"You want us to adopt a child?"

Olyn nodded enthusiastically.

"Let's go to the orphanage."

"Are you serious, honey?" Olyn still does not believe in her husband's plans.

Olyn rushed into her husband's arms. The happy sparkle on his face was very visible. However, something immediately came to Olyn's mind when she saw the children in front of her eyes crying as her mother bailed to go to the public toilet as if she did not want to split up.

Olyn let go of her embrace and the happy twinkle on her face slowly faded away.

"Why?" jona asked worriedly at the rapid change in his wife's expression, but a few seconds before Olyn looked happy.

"We'd better forget the adoption plan" the woman replied.

Jona was shocked to hear Olyn's answer. "Why? You why?"

Jona cupped both of Olyn's cheeks, she couldn't wait to hear the reason her wife suddenly changed her mind.

"I don't want to separate her from her real mother" Olyn replied.

Jona tried to digest Olyn's words.

"Honey, but those who live in orphanages have been separated from their families since the beginning."

"It's precisely because of that, Jona. They can't feel farewell for the second time. They're kids who definitely don't want to live there. Surely they also hoped that his parents would one day come and pick him back up."

"We can adopt an infant child and make him our child. The child who will assume we are his parents."

"I don't agree. One day, what we're covering will definitely be revealed and I don't want to hurt the little angel's feelings."

Olyn then sat on a white iron bench not far from where it stood. Jona can't say anything anymore. If it was Olyn's decision, he'd appreciate it.

Jona sat down next to Olyn. He followed the direction of Olyn who was looking at the children who were running. Occasionally Olyn's lips reviewed a smile, not infrequently she also looked sad. Jona pulls Olyn's head slowly to rest her on her shoulder.

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