Post-divorce
Part 2

After Mas Denis uttered the talaq to me, he sat weakly with eyes that began to tear.

I understand if this decision is hard for him but will never justify his decision to end this marriage, it hurts in my heart, it breaks all my love for my husband, ahh ... I forgot my current status with Mas Denis is just an ex-husband.

My tears are still flowing down the river with sobs, let Me spill all my sorrow and this burden through the tears, will at least make this heart feel a little relieved, let me look fragile and broken because that is what happened to me.

"I will send money for Danish needs every month as proof of my responsibility as a parent.”

"No need Mas, I just want this house sold and the proceeds of the sale of this house we for two, so you don't have to support me and Danish every month."

"Why Amanda? It's only natural that I support you." he asked looking at my bead.

"I will leave this house as soon as possible, after the divorce there is no attachment nor any communication between us even once it is about the Danish present at our marriage."

Hearing my words, Mas Denis looked disappointed and angry with a reddened face on white skin.

"What do you mean Amanda? After the divorce, how could I not remember at all you who have been present in my life, huh?! Explain what you mean!" Hardik Mas Denis's.

Just this time I saw that he looked angry, all this time he was very gentle, patient and understanding, in any case he would still look calm.

I didn't answer to even ignore him, I deliberately asked for a day he became Papa figure for Danish before the divorce occurred.

I wanted to make him realize that there is a real affection for our son. However, he still obeyed the wishes of Mother, let it be his life choice, at this time my focus was only to calm down so that my crying stopped so as not to disturb the sleep of my little angel.

Mas Denis took Danish from my arms, and placed it on the bed, after which he confronted me, pushing this body rough unexpectedly he****** these lips are rough to the point of pain, my reflexes pushed him with the rest of the energy I had.

"Don't do that to me, we're no longer husband and wife! Don't make me the filthy woman you can touch, our status has changed, remember that!"

Without waiting for a response, I pushed her body outside the door, and locked the room, with a sobbing, the current was completely fragile and slumped.

Hurrying to grab a cell phone to book a taxi online, I've tidied up from last night all the stuff that will be brought from this house.

Last night I thought about what I would do to get on with my life with my little angel. After all the tidying up, I rushed down the stairs with a Danish cradle and pulled a suitcase. Denis walked over to me quickly.

"I've prepared a car for us to accompany the Danish ROP operation this afternoon." He said calmly forgetting the incident when he stole a kiss on his new ex-wife.

"No need Mas, this is the phone number of the attorney who I appointed to handle the divorce process as well as the results of the sale of our house later, thanks for all the good that Mas had done to me during our marriage."

These eyes began to tear up, holding back the tears from breaking out, trying hard at this time, I had to be strong for my son's sake, despite having to collect fragments of a broken heart.

For the sake of my son there will be no remorse for everything that has happened and believing that sorrow will pass in my life.

"Let me drive you and our son."

"Since you have decided to divorce me for not accepting this perfect Danish, from then on you have no right to call Danish your son, and don't expect Danish to acknowledge you as his father."

I passed quickly to the taxi I had ordered and left it still fixated on standing, after in the car, I looked back, I looked up, Mas Denis chased after my car that was passing from the house that I had occupied during marriage to Mas Denis. I wiped the tears that began to fall on my cheeks, giving a kiss of the cheek to my little angel.

"We will be happy baby even without your papa, we will fight for you to grow up normal, healthy like other children, mama will always be by your side."

Broke my tears during the journey, easing the tightness in my chest and the pain in my heart while holding my son's Danish tight, the source of my strength and happiness at this time.

I have arrived at my destination, in the orphanage that used to be my home, my former mother-in-law is reluctant to give my blessing and is not nice because I am an orphan who does not know the origin of the family.

I found the owner of the orphanage on the doorstep of the orphanage. However, good fortune sided with me after being adopted by one of the permanent donors of this orphanage and financed my school and college in medical school.

However, my college stopped when I decided to marry Mas Denis and focus on taking care of the household.

"This orphanage has always been open to you Amanda" said Ms. Maya.

"Even ummik's house is open to you, baby" said someone I know.

I saw ummik appear in the doorway, without a second thought directly hugging him shedding all tears, Ummik is the Mother who has adopted from this orphanage, I told her everything that happened in my marriage to Ummik and Miss Maya.

"Effort to forget your pain Amanda, because Danish needs you, we must take medical measures so that Danish grows optimally and healthy later, you must be strong," said Bu Maya.

"Go back to ummik's house, son. Abi must be happy to have a handsome grandson like Danish and Gita also must be happy to have a nephew who will enliven our house with his tears and laughter," said Ummik while holding Danish in his arms.

After six years Ummik adopted me, she managed to get pregnant and gave birth to a child named Gita, we grew up together like siblings without getting any different treatment.

"We should go to the hospital now to perform the planned ROP operation, your belongings so that the driver will take care of it" said Ummik.

I also agreed, I have decided to return to the ummik house, I am very lucky to be surrounded by people who sincerely love and also accept the existence of my little angel.

Arrival at the hospital ....

"We will perform laser surgery on the retina of the eye in two hours, hopefully the operation goes smoothly, he said, luckily your child is screening Retinopathy Of Prematurity (ROP) quickly so that from the beginning it has been detected and can perform medical action as soon as possible, until it is possible to be free from blindness because it is still stage two that can still be repaired retinal nerve in his eye." The ophthalmologist explained in detail.

The doctor's explanation makes this heart relieved, because the possibility that he can see bigger, I am optimistic that my son will grow perfectly later even though it requires a long treatment process.

"Do the best for my grandson, Doc. I entrust all medical measures to the Doctor," said Ummik.

In the process of waiting for the operation, I sat in the waiting room while Ummik took care of the administration.

I saw a couple pushing their six-year-old child's wheelchair, they looked happy and loved their child with all the disadvantages and advantages that their child had.

Occasionally a couple took turns holding and feeding food in the form of milk on a hose attached to the nose channel that I know is called the NGT hose, a hose connected to the digestive tract to provide food nutrition to children with special needs, perfect children who have been created.

They looked happy, making my mind wander, imagining it was me, Mas Denis and my little angel, with no tears streaming down my cheeks

"If your biological Papa had accepted all these circumstances and fought with us, we would be happy now" I whispered as I kissed my little angel's cheek.

Amidst the sadness, I felt someone sitting on my knees in front of me.

"Mas Denis..," I was surprised to see him in front of me at this moment.

"I came Amanda, as I promised yesterday will accompany our son in the face of the surgery he will undergo," said Mas Denis with a smile.

It is not happiness that I feel but feel worse in sadness, it is better that I be scorned in order to hate it with every utter scorn, rather than sweetness that will bring forth a hope that will not be achieved.

"Hi handsome boy, here papa gendong darling, you've bobo yet? Mimi milk yes ...." I just kept quiet watching Mas Denis' interaction talking to Danish while holding her.

"Today you control post SC content, right?"

"Yes, it's."

"Let me accompany you later."

"No need" I replied briefly.

The awkwardness and sadness that I feel today, the first day of my former status, I don't seem to be seeing the comfort and happiness of being with him, but the pain I get when I see him.

"Dennis!" A slow but stressed voice, Mother appeared before us.

"You're so smart Amanda, using this disabled child as a tool to change Denis' decision not to divorce you, Denis gave the child to his mother, we're leaving now!!!" Continue Mother.

"Mom, please don't make a fuss, it's a hospital!" Pinta Mas Denis to Her Mother.

I just kept quiet while receiving the tiny Danish body from Mas Denis's hand, I hugged Danish's body, I said, stroking the back of the body and cradling to calm down because when he escaped from the arms of Denis my little baby cried loudly as if refusing to leave his papa.

"Mother take it easy, Mas Denis has spoken to me this morning, there is no gap or reason for us to return, Mas Denis and Mother please leave this place!" I said firmly though this heart was torn to shreds.

"Good then, let's Denis go home or I'll make a fuss in this place!" exclaim Mother.

As Denis followed and left us both, Danish still cried in my arms, understanding that this was the last meeting with her biological father, tomorrow my innocent child will grow up without a papa figure beside her, I will become a single parent.

"Cry, Son. But promise me these are the last tears we shed for those who have left us, they are not worthy of our crying, in the future Mama will seek happiness for you. Healthy dear so that mama can show them that you are the perfect child that He has created." I pecked all sides of my son's face with a sobbing that others wouldn't know.

"You're the reason you're staying, the source of your happiness right now in the middle of the lowest phase of life, Mama love you, son."

My baby and I cried together. The corner of the hospital waiting room bore witness to my tears and my little angel let go of someone who had made this deep wound in the heart for life.

~Connected

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