This morning, Arga and I took my mother in law to the airport. Sh's been helping me for a long time, my mother in law must return to Brazil soon. She shouldn't be tired from helping me. She is not our servant.
"The plane will take off in an hour, Mother. Thank you for being willing to come all the way from Brazil here just to accompany me," I said while kissing my mother in law's cheeks.
"Baby, you are my daughter too. You are my favorite daughter in law. I only take care of my daughter in law and grandchildren," replied my mother in law.
"Thank you, Mother," I said.
"Mother, thank you for taking care of my wife and children," said Arga, kissing my mother in law's cheeks -- just like I did.
."I'm happy when I can be by your side and take care of you. But your three younger siblings still need you there too." My mother in law looked sad.
"Mother, it's okay. They need you a lot more when they're growing up," I said.
"You're
After a few days, the plane that my mother in law was traveling on was declared missing, and it was finally found. The discovery of my mother in law's body was immediately identified because her condition was not as serious as the other victims. My mother in law was found stuck in a tree with a tree trunk stuck in her chest and through her back. That's what killed my mother in law. But with her face that only has a small scratch makes it easy to identify. Arga and I decided to fly to Brazil, leaving Rosemary and Diolinda with my parents, Kris, and Kimberly. Actually, we could have asked Rosemary and Diolinda. But I'm afraid that something bad will happen to my two beautiful daughters. "We send greetings to your father," my dady said to Arga. Arga nodded. "I will convey your greetings to father," said Arga. We said goodbye to my parents. Oh no, before Arga and I stepped out of the house, Rosemary and Diolinda cried out my name. My e
Arga and I came home after five days in Brazil. My father in law's condition is fine -- although several times I have seen him cry in front of my mother in law's frame. I know her heart must be so broken. the woman he had spoken to for decades was now gone for good, leaving him and her children behind.I see Nick and Jason are getting better. They are active as usual. Perrhaps most men are creatures that God deliberately created with a heart as strong as steel.As for Natalia, she has also improved and is willing to accept my mother in law's departure. Although I still often see her cry too.How delighted Rosemary and Diolinda were to welcome me. Even my youngest daughter didn't want to be separated from me, even though she was fast asleep."Did they bother you?" I asked."What are you talking about? Why do you think your own child is a bother to us? We are your parents. Our love for your two daughters is the same as our love for you, Kris, and Kim
Arga has been unconscious for two weeks. My husband seems to have become a sleeping princess. Um, sorry -- sleeping prince because he's a man.I don't know how long my eyes couldn't close quietly and my body was lying on my soft bed. I haven't even seen my two beautiful daughters for more than a week.A few days in the first week Arga was unconscious in the ICU, I still had time to go home to just see how my daughter was doing. However, when the doctor said that my husband's condition was getting worse, I was forced to leave my two beautiful daughters with my parents to accompany Arga.My days just spent in the ICU waiting room making friends with the sound of the ECG that broke the silence.My cell phone only rings occasionally -- a message from my mother who keeps asking about Arga's health development.I glanced at my man who was still lying weakly on the bed. the hoses still faithfully bandaged it. He -- my soul mate is now at stake -- fi
I am very grateful thanks to God's miracle, Arga -- my husband was able to live again. I don't know what would happen if he really left me and our daughters for good.Even now my family has been allowed to go home but on the condition that he must rest completely and must not be tired.This morning I prepared a special chicken porridge for my husband and Rosemary. No, Diolinda hasn't been allowed to eat anything since she's still a baby. I had fed her this morning."Let me help you, La," my mom said as she spooned the porridge into a fairly large bowl with chicken stock."Take care of your husband. Mama will take care of Diolinda and Rosemary," my mom said."Thank you, Ma. Oh, ya, if Diolinda cries, just call me, Ma. I'll breastfeed her," I said.My mom nodded and left me.I walked towards the room. My husband who was originally lying down then tried to sit up. He even wanted to get up and help me."Just rest, Honey," I s
"Mommy, wake up. Mommy, wake up."My dream was shattered when I felt something shake my bed, especially the voice of a small child which I clearly knew whose voice it was. Who else but the voice of my eldest daughter -- Rosemary.I opened my eyes. That's right, Rosemary has been beside me. She smiled sweetly. Her chubby cheeks seemed to expand. I glanced to my right. Arga is still fast asleep with his hands still wrapped around my stomach."What's wrong, Baby? Why did you wake me up so early?" I asked with sleepy eyes."Mommy, have you forgotten that today is Diolinda and I's first day at school?"I suddenly changed my position which was all lying down to sitting. My eyes widen when I heard Rosemary's words.Sure enough. Isn't today Rosemary and Diolinda's first day of school?"Honey, wake up. Honey, wake up." I shook Arga's body wh
"Mom, I want to talk to you," said Rosemary suddenly one afternoon.What is wrong? My eldest daughter seems to have something important to talk about.I took off my glasses. I looked at my eldest little girl. I smile. "What is it, my daughter?" I asked."Mom, dady and you don't need to accompany us to school anymore," Rosemary said diplomatically."Why, Baby? Don't you like it? Are you ashamed to have parents like us?" I asked pretending to be sad."It's not like that, Mom." Rosemary looked panicked.I smile. It seems my daughter thought I thought she was ashamed to have parents like Arga and I."Mommy was just joking, Honey. What's wrong? Why can't dady and I wait for you to go to school?" I asked."Mom, dady and you have to work right? And I know it's all for Diolinda and I. So Diolinda and I agreed to ask mommy and
I still walk around this house with amazed eyes. The person who designed this house must have been a great architect."Can we go back to the stall now?" asked Arga while embracing my waist affectionately. I don't know where he came from."I want to see our bedroom," I said.Arga took me up the stairs to the second floor. There are two doors. Arga opened one of them.I blinked in disbelief when I saw what was in the room. Blue king size bed with wide windows showing plants that are intentionally decorated to propagate on the side walls of the room to add to the beauty of this house."Is this our room, honey?" I asked.Arya nodded firmly."I like it," I said again in awe.Arga smiled. "Thank you, Honey.""I'm the one thanking you, Honey. You've fought everything for me and our two beautiful daughters," I said."You are the woman behind my success. You are the reason for me to be able to fight again. Thank you, my da
I woke up when the sun had touched my skin.I stretched and opened my eyes. I lazily reached for my phone on the nightstand to see what time it was.Gosh! It's now 7:30 in the morning.I glanced to my left, there was no Arga. Where is she? are my daughters awake?I quickly got up from my bed. But just as I stood up, my head hurt so bad that I had to walk while holding onto the wall so I wouldn't fall.I saw Rosemary and Diolinda watching TV in the living room. While Arga is busy cooking in the kitchen."Why haven't you showered yet? Don't you guys have to go to school today? Honey, why do you look so relaxed? Why didn't you wake me up?" I kept nagging.Arga smiled. He kissed my lips briefly. "Honey, today is a holiday. Did you forget?"My face flushed with embarrassment. How could I forget that today is a holiday? Oh