Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
New residence
BEFORE READING DO NOT FORGET TO CULTIVATE LIKE YAA YES GUYS..........
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After being declared recovered, today my two children are allowed to go home by a doctor. Nara's condition is still not very stable, but doctors recommend going home and outpatient only. Hospitals are not good for the health of children. Moreover, Nara needs a quiet and comfortable resting place.
"Mom, here's the consul's letter. For Miss Nara just go straight to the ENT doctor. Mr. Naro, take it to the pediatrician, "one of the nurses gave me two brown envelopes bearing the hospital logo where my two children were being treated.
"Thank you, Sus," I said, taking the envelope from the nurse's hand.
"Om Divta, carry Naro," pinta Naro spoiled.
"Naro," I'm shaking my head.
"It's okay, Ra," said Divta. "Here, Son. Sama Om," asked Divta to extend her hand so she could hold Naro.
A 7-year-old child will be a little big. I'm just sometimes overwhelmed lifting my son's body if he falls asleep in front of the television.
"Ra, let me push Nara's wheelchair. You're tired, aren't you? You just take the goods," said Henny, taking Nara's wheelchair out of my hands.
"Thank you, Hen," I said.
Today I was picked up by Henny and Divta. While Kak Dea there is a shift morning until night so it can not pick up the hospital. Mas Galvin, since our last meeting that discussed the separation until now not seen the trunk of his nose.
It doesn't matter if she forgets me, but can she not forget her two children? Nara and Naro need her figure. However, it is precisely at this time of circumstances that he cannot keep his promise to be fair to us.
Again, my cheeks were hot as I recalled the destruction in my household. Life is cruel and too cruel. I don't even have a shadow of what my next life will be like. I don't have a job yet. Just home, I just paid half. Yes, I was forced to buy a house on credit with my other savings, while the children's savings were drained to pay for hospital fees. Even I still have a lot of debt to Divta. Of course after this I have to work hard to pay the debt and finance the lives of my children.
"You okay?" whispered Divta likened her footsteps to mine. Naro's hand hugged his neck.
"Mama's okay?" ask Naro. Henny and Nara walked ahead.
"Mama's fine, honey," I replied.
"Om Divta, Om what's the job? How are his clothes like this?" ask Naro curiously. The soul of wanting to know Naro is indeed tall.
"Om works as a state servant, Son," Divta replied.
"What country is it?" tanya Naro seemed to think.
"A person who works for the state. To maintain and protect the lives of the people in the country," explained Divta smiling.
"Ohh like that Om," exclaimed Naro.
A lot of changes Naro has felt since he met Divta. These two people were like a father and son telling each other stories.
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I bought a BTN house on Jalan Cendana, Gang Istana Indah, Blok E No. 9. Far away from the city. The price of BTN is not too expensive, so it is still affordable according to my ability.
It's okay for a while to live in a small place like this. Maybe the kids aren't used to it. But after a few days or weeks and months to years they will understand. No matter how small a place to live if there is always gratitude in it will certainly be safe and comfortable.
"Ma, whose house is this? Why don't you go home, Ma?" nara asked to look at the small house that only measured 4*6.
"From now on, this is our home, baby," I said crouching to equal my height with Nara sitting in a wheelchair.
"But Ma. Papa where? Is Papa coming with us, too, Ma?" nara's eyes glazed over.
"Om, let's go in. Naro hot," asked Naro to switch the conversation. My little son always understood my heart. Naro, like knowing what's going through his mama's mind. Sometimes I was amazed at the thoughts of such a small child. Still young but his way of thinking is like an adult.
"Don't be sad. Naro understands how you feel" whispered Divta and walked in.
BTN with a size of 4*6 is indeed not large. But enough for the three of us. In front of it there is a fence like her is deliberately made so as not to pollute the yard.
I nodded and entered. Now not only my heart is tired but also my body. Fortunately, there is a Divta who is ready to help. However, still the Divta money used will be replaced later.
"Ma, our house is so small" complained Nara.
"Sister, should his brother be grateful we still have a place to stay. Out there. A lot of people have their lives abandoned" sergeant Naro was upset.
Nara's face turned sad. My little princess is down. I know Nara used to live in luxury. The room is spacious and complete with a study table and expensive dolls from his papa. This house has only two rooms. One small guest room and one main room that is not too big. Of course Nara will protest because she is not used to it.
"Honey," I crouched down again in front of Nara. "Nara had to get used to living in a small house. If there is money, we can move to a bigger house with a swimming pool" I said trying to give understanding.
"But why not stay in our old house, Ma? There was Papa," the clear melt on Nara's cheek fell to the bottom. Like her my little princess is so hurt.
"From now on, we don't have Papa anymore, son. Nara should be able to explain Papa," I said in a heavy tone. I felt Henny's touch on my back trying to channel power through her hand
"Known what Ma? Where is Papa going? Papa doesn't stay with us Ma?" nara Cecar. Tears drenched space came out from his group of eyes.
My heart is completely broken. My kid. My little princess, Nara. He really loves Mas Galvin. But Nara did not know that the man she loved so much had inflicted a deep wound on her.
Unable to do so, I cried too. Without caring about Divta and Henny and Naro. My world is completely destroyed. What should I answer? Can I say that this farewell that has been avoided will actually happen?
Seriate...