
I don't know if I should be happy or not. On the other hand, I am happy because I will soon be holding a baby, even if it is not from my womb. However, on the other hand also .. I must accept the fact that my husband will marry again.
Well, I'll be holding a baby from my husband's second wife. Long story short, at the weekend, my husband and I gathered at my in-laws' house. Even if my in-laws don't like me, I have to be polite with him.
Actually, he likes me, but after almost two years of marriage, we haven't had a child. My husband and I checked myself in the hospital. And, boom .. I was declared barren. Since then my husband's parents have disliked me.
As we were talking in the living room, even though my in-laws were cynical to me, suddenly someone struck the bell impatiently, and banged on the door.
My in-laws immediately told Bi Inem to open the door. Just as Bi Inem opened the door, a beautiful girl about twenty-four years old burst in, crying and yelling at my husband.
"Christian!" he screamed, then sat down on the floor
We were all amazed. What did this girl yell at my husband Christian while crying. My husband looks confused too.
Suddenly, Mr. Bambang the security of my in-laws' residence came in a hurry. "Sorry Mom, this girl has been banned from entering. But, this girl did not want to come out and threatened me to stab herself with a sharp iron that out of nowhere she could," said Mr. Bambang.
"Udah, you can go" said my mother-in-law
"Well ma'am, excuse me," replied Mr. Bambang lowered his head
Then, my mother-in-law turned to stare intently at the girl who was still resting on the floor.
"Who are you?! What did you mean by coming here? It's not polite!" resounding.
We're still silent
Then, the girl pointed at Christian. "He, he's a jerk who's been haunting me!" scream the girl.
I'm appalled. How could Christian ruin this beautiful girl? No. gabe. This must be just a misunderstanding. I wanted to talk but, I still held him back. Honestly, which woman would willing her husband to impregnate another woman. I have to try to think positively.
Papa-in-law, Christian, no one seems to want to say a word. I thought my mother-in-law would scold the girl, but it turned out that my guess was wrong.
He came up to the girl and asked her to stand up.
"Don't cry, baby, kasian you baby, will follow sad if his mother cries," said the mother-in-law, who makes my body stiff.
Wait, what does that mean? Why didn't he scold the girl? Is it possible, because he will soon have a grandson? Or ... argh! I really don't understand the direction of my mother-in-law's mind.
I looked at Christian with an explanation. However, Christian just looked at me glaringly, shaking his head. He seemed to want to say something, but closed his mouth again. Seen, my father-in-law too, was relaxed, not defending or supporting.
Then I turned to look at my mother-in-law, who was calming the girl down on the couch. While I sat on the single sofa.
"Udah Son? So, why are you pregnant with Christian's son?" Mother-in-law stroked the girl's hair.
"W-time it-u, hiks hiks Chris-Christian—"
"Stop first, you drink first yes," cut off my in-laws. "Bi ... Bi Inem?" call my mother-in-law, half yelling.
Bi Inem came in tergopo-gopo. "Yes mom?"
"Please get my son-in-law some water to drink."
"Mom? What do you mean Mom? A daughter-in-law?" ask me while standing.
"Yes, he's my daughter-in-law. Why, don't you like it?!"
"Style up, I'm Mom's daughter-in-law? Who is she that Mom said, Mom's daughter-in-law? Its origin is unclear! And, is there any evidence that the baby she was carrying, Christian's son?! I won't!" my bent.
The girl looked frightened, and immediately hid in my in-laws hands. The mother-in-law who saw the girl was terrified, immediately looked at me sharply.
"Hee! What do you mean to say my daughter-in-law is unclear?! Are you not clear?! It's been almost two years of marriage, no sign of getting pregnant as well?!"
My mother-in-law's words, like slapping reality in my face. It hurts so bad. Was I barren it my fault? Did I ask her? Nah! I never asked for that!
I wanted to speak .. but, like something in my throat was holding him back.
"Have you? ALREADY SELF-CONSCIOUS?! Still mending this girl wants to give me a grandchild! Than you." My mother-in-law looked at me from head to toe. "Curtain, useless. Christian, you better divorce this sick woman and marry this girl! You know you are pregnant with your child! Not like him! You should get married! There is no repellent!"
Already, my defense collapsed. Am I that cool? Are all women barren, should one eye look like that?! IS IT NOT ENOUGH THAT THEY TORTURE MY MIND, NOT ASSUMING I EXIST, EVERY TIME I VISIT THEIR HOME? ISN'T THAT ENOUGH?! I just want to be happy ... like everyone else .. Isn't this unfair to me?
"Well, that's enough!" christian Bengpak
Christian walked up to me, and hugged me. "Have, don't listen to your mother's words, you're not that bad, I still love you. You are still the mother of my children the next day" whispered Christian as he rubbed my back.
Yeah, correct. Why do I doubt my husband, inciting my in-laws' words? You fool Aurora, you fool! Alright, I must be brave towards that in-law! I have to trust my husband. After all, she and I have been struggling, defending our household. We must not falter, just because of the arrival of this obscure girl!
I nodded, and let go of Christian's embrace
"Well, you can get married until the baby is born. But, if it proves that the baby is not Christian's child, you must divorce!" I said by trying to strengthen my heart
"What - what the fuck ka-"
"Yes or nothing. Anyway, I'm still Christian's legal wife!" cut me firmly
The mother-in-law looked at me irritatedly, before saying, "alright, if it proves this baby is Christian's son, please sign the divorce papers."
I flinched of course. Before I spoke, the mother-in-law cut off my intentions.
"Yes or nothing."
Shit, he turned my word around. I took a breath and said, "Alright, I take it."
I don't know, in the future, I'll regret my words. Butno. I promised myself to keep my household. Hope so.
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