LOVING MY STEPDAD
I'm Miscarriage
Right now we're on a plane that's gonna take us to town. Akbar always called me, from the moment we met at the airport until now we are on the plane. I know his feelings must still be afraid and imagined the incident at that time. I always smiled at him for signs I was fine, but Akbar just kept quiet and always called me.
Mom saw me crying too, and apologized for what happened to me. I just smiled and said no papa.Suami and Mother did not say anything about the madman, I was reluctant to ask let Me not care anymore. But I overheard my husband telling Mom that the madman had my husband handed over to the police station, My husband apparently told people to take care of him. But I don't care either. All I want now is to go home and live in peace.
We got off the plane after we got to the city airport.The driver's father picked us up, and we got in the car.
"Darling, sinah the same Papah, Mamah must be cape, later if it's at home with Mamah again, "while lifting Akbar from my lap.
And Akbar said, and sat on my husband's lap. And my husband pulled me to lean on his shoulder. I closed my eyes, feeling very tired, my condition was still very weak, but because I wanted to rest at home so I forced my way home.
When she fell asleep at Akbar's house, my husband carried her to Akbar's room, and I went to my room.
I went into the room and laid my body on the bed, it felt really tired, until to open the jacket and change clothes I couldn't afford.
"Darling,, I bought my jacket and shirt first well, "My husband is sitting next to me.Take a swipe at my hand. I didn't hear my husband come into the room. I just nodded. And my husband immediately opened my jacket, and then my husband went to the closet to take a negligee shirt to be comfortable in the body.
My husband took off my shirt and my pants, and replaced them with negligee.
"Dec,, have lunch first and take medicine, then sleep,"Then my husband took a tray on the table that already had a plate of rice and side dishes. Maybe my husband went into the room and took her.
I sat down and leaned on the back of the bed. My husband fed me painstakingly and after it was done.My husband prepared the medicine I was going to drink.
"Now Adek sleeps, "after I take the medicine, and I lay down my body. I closed my eyes too.
I woke up when a hand was holding me from behind.
"It's late, baby, "take a kiss on my hair.
"Hemmm, "I replied, writhing. Then I turned my body to face my Husband.Our eyes met.then My husband rubbed my cheeks that were still a little blue.
"Mas,, Linda wants to see the health outcomes of the hospital, ?"I said. And my husband threw his face away.
"Where did the result, Dinda peeked, "my words again as I held her cheeks to look at me. But my Husband remained silent.
"Is there anything serious about Dinda's condition, ?"as I let go of my husband's hand that was holding me and got up from the bed, for I felt foreshadowed.
"Dekkk, "My husband called me when I was going out of the room in a crying voice. I looked up and sure enough my husband was sitting on the bed sobbing. Then I approached him and sat down next to him.
"Is there a problem with Dinda's examination, "grab my hand. My husband shook his head.
"Please apologize for not being a good husband and not being able to take care of our Wife and future baby, pardon Mass, hik. hik.. "while covering his face with both palms of his hands while crying.
"What do you mean, Dinda doesn't understand... "
"Adekkk,, miscarriage, and her age was estimated at about 3 weeks, "I just kept quiet and digested every word my Husband said. When I realized with the words of My Husband, I immediately cried....
My husband called me and tried to calm me down. But I felt so tight in my chest, hearing this fact, that my future Anaku was gone.
"I'm sorry, Mas is wrong, Mas does not believe Adek's words, sorry.."take a kiss on my hair.
I'm still crying, I'm actually disappointed in My Husband and what's more hearing I lost my baby candidate, but I also saw my Husband who seemed very sorry. and she must also be very sad because my husband is the one who really wants another child.
Maybe God has other plans that are more beautiful than this incident, hopefully with this incident my husband can trust his wife and not underestimate my speech again.
This time I forgive my husband, because no one is perfect. I'll try to forget the incident yesterday, he was difficult but I still have to try.
After I calmed down, My husband asked me to go to the bathroom, to wash my face .And my husband washed his face the same.
When My Husband and I opened the bathroom door, Akbar was already in my room and sitting on the sofa.
"Is Mom still sick, then,,? "asked Anaku as I was sitting nearby.
"No, Mom is healed, "I replied as I rubbed my son's head.
"Cock to the bathroom at Papah's, huh,,? "
"So Papah just accompany Mamah to wash his face really, "said My Husband.
"Udah let us go out, Mama wants to eat, "I said as I got up from my duodu.
"Yes Mah, Come on,"we went out of the room and headed for the dining table.
**Slightly no papa yes brother, this is also the writing waiting for Husband to sleep, because my Husband ngidnah ngulis first, because I am still sick.
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