It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
3. The beginning of the struggle to live in the city

In fact, he doesn't care how our son is doing. My midwife indicated that my pregnancy was problematic. My pregnancy went into medical observation because my son was wrapped around the umbilical cord.

I was advised to take a cesarean section by a midwife. But of course, the cost is not cheap. Not to mention the cost of exiting the hamlet, it takes a very high cost.

With care, Bang Alan decided that I should give birth in the hamlet only. He seemed to be indifferent to my situation and our son who also struggled to get out to see this world.

The expected day came. The process of giving birth to Elena was so heartbreaking with such a painful struggle. There, I felt how the struggle of life and death actually was. My eyes are looking for the figure that should be there.

"Mr, where's Bang Alan?" The one by my side is my own father.

"You don't have to worry. I'll accompany you."

Apparently, while I was struggling to give birth to her child, she still didn't care about me. He loved cell phones more than his own flesh and blood.

"Come on Nesya .. You can do it!" said midwife Sri encouraging. He does not work alone, assisted by a child shaman who is trusted by our villagers. This abandoned hamlet does not have adequate health facilities.

All the pain I felt myself in giving birth to Elena. Still vividly remembered by me, when Bang Alan was not at all beside me. Only the Father who was on the side clasped my hand.

"ooeekkk .. ooeeekkkk .. oooeeekk ...."

"Alhamdulillah .." said the Father stroking my hair that had been soaked by sweat and tears.

My heart is hurting because my husband doesn't care about me at all. He held a red baby girl and handed it to me. She was born safely, although the circumstances of my pregnancy were alarming.

"Thank you, God ... You still allow us to live in this world." I cried hugging the little baby.

Bang Alan appeared with a sinless face. "Babbrother turn him on, don't you think, Dek?" tanyanya.

Although this heart was upset, filled with anger, but somehow it easily melted as it gently stroked my hair. Without lifting this little baby, she abused and cherished the baby in my arms.

However, I was too happy, not having time to hold the anger that had erupted. Welcoming the new life created by mixing the two of us. This little girl looks very pretty, exactly like Bang Alan.

Life goes so fast. I think after having kids, Bang Alan will change. However, my guess was wrong. He hasn't changed at all. So it forces me to do everything even though my puerperium is not over.

After our son was one year old, he forced me to stay in the city. He said he felt very sad to be in a hamlet that did not have this signal. Unlike the time when he was in school, in the city.

"But, Bang? The cost there must be huge? What will we eat with?"

Bang Alan gently caressed my cheek. He knew me very well who was so easily crushed by his appeal. "Later, let Brother work for you both. There must be a lot of companies that will accept Brother to work" he said with confidence.

"Bang, where's the money from yesterday's rice fields?"

Bang Alan took out the rest of the funds he had. It turns out that the money I got so many millions, only a million left. In addition, it has been used to buy cigarettes and its own needs.

Before leaving, you pulled me for a moment to give the index code on the lips. "Take it, for your provisions later." He handed some money into my hands.

"No, Sir. Make Mak and Dad less." I put the money back into your hands.

You gave it back into my hands. "Make unexpected needs later."

My tears were shed by this never-ending love. "Father, thank you .. Even though I have a family, I still trouble you." My body shook kissing my hand. He stroked my head gently.

After arriving in the city, we immediately looked for a cheap contract house. However, even the least expensive rent a month is high enough for our very thin pockets.

But I feel a little optimistic. I still remember Bang Alan saying that he was going to get a job soon. I also helped him to make a job application letter.

Even though my diploma was only Junior High, I used to always rank first in class. That means I'm not stupid, right? Only fate could not make me continue the education I should have received.

Bang Alan handed him his favorite phone. Told me to make some job application letters that he saw on the internet. I also made some for the companies he wanted to apply for.

After that, he himself delivered the application letters one by one to the company. While I, very interested to see so many laundry services in this city.

Did I try too? It's good to make additional living expenses, help-financial husband, later.

I immediately offered ironing washing services to neighbors, door to door. At first they didn't respond to me. However, when I offer services at a lower price than laundry, eventually many use my iron washing services are still simple.

"Bang, how? Already have a work call yet?" ask me after one month CV was aired on companies first.

"Not yet, wonder why it hasn't been called yet." However, he is still busy playing with his online games.

At that time, I had started the activity of being a simple washing worker. So we can still eat, even if it's potluck.

Some time later, Bang Alan raised his hand. "Request money!"

"Make what?"

"Make cigarettes."