The Story of My Struggle - Part 31

Difficulty me to forget all the words they made my life miserable due to pain. The words of my mother-in-law that I was unemployed, makes me cry every time I often do homework. In my heart I said to God, "Oh God ... You see I work right? I cook, I sweep the floor, wash my clothes, and I clean up a mess, and others. "
My hatred is not only on them, but I was also mad at my husband because he did not want to accompany me to visit my family, when I was in fear. He always gave the reason because I was busy at work in his office. I know the truth because he did not feel at home in my parents' house was dirty and uncomfortable because there are no good facilities. Though he could take time off and we could have stayed in the hotel for one or two days.
He has let my heart depressed because I really miss my family. Especially I would like to see the state of my father, if he really loved me and my family, surely he would obey my wishes. He prefers his own family happiness. Though my father and father's life was miserable and needed help from me.
Since I was exposed to the influence of witchcraft, so in 22 months, I have visited my family. Because I was still afraid to go home to my parents. Moreover M said, that the father is often angry. But I tried to remove my fear and go home to my parents. And I saw the state of my father who was very skinny. Her eyes indicating he was very depressed soul and as there is an evil force that resides in the body.
My fear kept me in a long time about 22 months, then I had to see my family again after I heard the news that my father SNH intends to commit suicide. I am very sorry that I fear, has made me see that long. Should I dare to face the demons that inhabit my parents house.
I would like to understand the reason of my husband. I was fortunate and very grateful to he, because he still wants to help the needs of my family, though ultimately somewhat bored husband. For real if M clever financial management, would be a little better. But she spender, buying his favorite food or something that is not really necessary.
Every time my brother came to where I live, we always give more than enough money and also provide a variety of staple foods. Similarly, when I go home to my parents. We are not lacking in support. As a result we often give excessive habits, then make M and my other brother to depend on us. He so lazy and not a maximum effort to find the money themselves.
We often give relief does not mean all the necessities of our lives and all our desire is unattainable. All what I did because on the basis of compassion and love me. Especially for my mother and father. Because I had an obligation to serve and make my parents happy.
We do not want to stop to give aid money or something on my lazy brother when they were young. Because of their poverty was due to ignorance or laziness of their own. Their suffering is content they receive. And it was not the fate of God. Because the nature of God is to give up on what is done by humans.
Orally did my brothers did not ask to be given assistance by us. But all of my own volition. Then I asked for help on my husband, and most of my savings. Since my husband is upset, then he said, "We used to help him, and not lacking in help. But the economy does not also rise! "

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The Story of My Struggle - Part 30

How can I be happy to come to the house of my mother-in-law? If they like to say sharply, to hurt me. For what, I often come there? If they do not love me. Every time I was in the house, they always instill hatred in my heart. Then surely the growing sense of hatred in my heart, as well on them. They are not fair in love.

 It seems they underestimate me. When I was there, and when I would come home, Wahyuni ​​(She is the wife of Widarto), she gives me food surrounded by thousands of ants. Although disgusting, but I still receive it, in order Wahyuni ​​not hurt. In addition to feeding, they usually give me a cheap sugar, but the goods are very heavy.

In place of my mother-in-law, there is a durian tree. However, each time the tree to bear fruit, they do not want to share with my durian fruit. As long as I had become a member of their families (about nineteen years old), as I recall they only give durian fruit, not more than ten times. In addition, the fruit of what they gave me was of poor quality. Good quality, they have given to their brother who they love. They give them anything in large quantities, but I am only get one, give me two if only the one is worse.

I do not understand, what they desire in me. When I was at the home of my mother-in-law, they always say bad things about me. Usually when I was in the kitchen to cook with them. My husband's mother said to me, "Mas Tejo (My husband) was working in the office, then worked again in the kitchen" (Mas is a call for men which is older than the caller).

I became confused, what should I do to deal with them? Every time they judge ill of me, I just shut up without saying anything to defend myself. When I want to eat and I took myself, and my mother-in-law thought that I have no shame. But when I did not eat on time, then she said, "Why not eat ....? Did  you want to be served ....!?"

There is one sentence the words of my mother-in-law who is very sharp, so hard to forget my own. As I recall, it happened on a Sunday in July of 2000. Around 11:00 AM, when I walked into the kitchen, I saw my wife's mother was frying Tempe, squatting. Then I squatted beside her as well. Suddenly, she told me, "You're lucky to get Tejo, was unemployed .... you?" Her tone was flat, but pierced my heart.

I wonder, why did she say that to me? Though I never said that I was disappointed to get my Tejo to make as my husband. Endang might have said something bad on me on the she. Because she, in May of 2000, she came to my residence.

There, she helped to refine my family clothes. When she smooths shirt, my skirt, and I said to her, "This outfit is a memory gived by my ex-boyfriend." He a Graduate engineer, but now he has passed away.

I think maybe she was offended, because she was think that I intentionally making her heart hot. I favor the status of my ex-boyfriend. Moreover, once M is also ever told to my husband's elder brother, Sunarto, that once when I was a girl, I was loved by many men, and some of  my ex-boyfriend have degree educated and have a job.

It may also have made ​​my husband behaving badly on me and my son. Just a little mistake, he gets angry. When he gave his son a lesson in math, ALB is still sitting in school kindergarten, but ALB does not understand what he taught, then my husband said, yelling "Idiot ...!" My God, why did he have the heart to say rude to his son who was only 4.5 years?

My husband likes the habit of yelling to his son by saying ".... Stupid!", In the end he also got a scolding from the others. As I recall, it happened on a Sunday in June 2007. The story, our family was on his way home in the City of AB, after we visited the family of my husband. From the house we set off on a motorbike. Then the bike, we leave in on the terminal.

From the Terminal, we use the bus. There, we stayed one night. Then we returned home the next day. When on the way home, and we reached the fork in the road, my husband suddenly put the brakes on his bike, because of the left there is a car which contains palm fruits that aims to cut road transport, and will turn right opposite direction to us. The driver, although he guilty, but he dared snapped at my husband to say ".... Stupid!"

Every time I encounter a problem with my husband's family, I do not want to tell my husband about their badness. How can I tell my husband. because he believed in their words more than my words. Moreover, he loves his family. For this reason, he likes to help in financial matters or something of what they need without telling me. Because he felt that something that he gave to them were his, so no need to ask permission to me.

Actually, he is a very good husband. He has answered my father's desire to have a certificate of title of My father's house. Finally, he accept to do my request to take care of that certificate desired by my father. When it was in October of 1998, coinciding in the month of Ramadan. Although he fasted, but he came home and went to walk under the hot sun, because in order to save costs and also because the place that he go the distance is about 1 km. I am very grateful for his goodness.

I do not think, until finally my mother-in-law ill and was hospitalized in Yogyakarta, because she suffered a stroke and bend her tongues into and unable to speak. She was in hospital for about a week and stayed for two days at her home, she finally died, as I recall on October 10th, 2000.

Every good and bad no matter how small, there will definitely return. Originally God gave a warning to someone who has made ​​a mistake. But if the person is not also willing to change his attitude to become a better person, then God will inflict on him a disaster. I strongly believe in the "Law of Cause and Effect". So I wish she could change her bad attitude, I do not want bad things happen to her.


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The Story of My Struggle - part 29

He seemed quite proud to have married me. The proof, he denounced the lack of my love that is in me, let alone praise. He also did not like the joke on me. I realized that I was a woman who has many shortcomings, so I did not deserve to be praised. But my desire, if they do not like rap, they do not like to criticize me.

I do not like the attitude he likes to say in a tone snaps. When he would step over my berjaalan, then he said: "Get out ..!" And when he made me feel a bit salty dishes, he said with a spontaneous kind of mad, "Asin ..." He also never threw a bowl of noodles I made an instant before me, he threw out the window. The reason he did this because he did not like these foods as carrots mixed.

He attitude and attitude of my husband's family makes my heart hurt. Therefore, I would like to close with my family even though M also hurt me. But I still advise she. I want to always give something good for them. Especially I want to devote to my parents. There is one wish that my father had made he stressed. He wanted to have a certificate of title to the house he owned. He did not want to die before it has a certificate.

Since I only had one son, ALB, everytime I would go home to my parents house, I never asked my husband to accompany me, although my situation is very troublesome because I carry a rather heavy stuff. I brought three bags, one bag full of raw bananas, a bag to store clothes again, and a small bag for a place to store equipment and other beauty.

The bananas, a crop that grows in the back of the house where we lived. I am very happy, although only a banana that's cheap, which I gave to them, the most important can be beneficial for them. I always wanted to give what I can give to them, to make me fond of taking food, cake and drinks instant, whatever I have at home. Because I wanted to make them happy.

When I came home my parents, I never once asked my husband to fetch me back home. He picked me up on Saturday after coming home from work at around 1:00 PM As I recall in the month of September 1997, but I forget the date. And at around 4:30 PM, I sat on the floor lap ALB front porch, while I waited for the arrival of he. Until finally he came around at 5:30 PM.

He arrived at my parents' house, went straight up to me, then he came in and sat in the living room waiting for my parents to see he. Briefly, then he sat down beside me, he told me that when he on his way home to her parents' house, he had fallen off his motorbike. Yet there he behind big trucks that are running as far as about 5 feet. It happened in the evening and it was raining.

I am very sorry to hear the story he, till I cried because I was afraid, what if at the time of the incident, God does not protect he. These events may be a warning from God Almighty, because he loves me less. When I was in my parents' house. Sometimes he also returned to her family.

He often can not control himself when angry. One day at about 5:00 PM, we were in the office terrace. My husband assumed YBK. He stood up and spoke to a guard's office. At that time, ALB want to go for a walk. Then he asked, pulling his pants sport worn his father, until his pants slightly decreased. Seab, her father angrily kicked until he fell backwards. I am very sorry for him. Though he was only about two years.

About a month later, my husband got a reply from the Lord. When he was cleaning the ceiling of the mosque by using a long-handled broom fibers, He forgot to remove the knife sticking in the base of the broom handle, after using it to cut up the banana leaves that have withered. Until when he uses his broom to the bottom, then the knife injuring himself on his right leg below the knee, along the depth of 4 cm and 4 cm until blood came out a lot.

I feel very sorry for him to make me very weak. Then he immediately went to the hospital to treat his wound. He riding a motorcycle rider, which is used for public transportation. I cried because I still love him, though he pays little attention to me though. And I did not want anything bad happen to he.

After I had two sons, I became a hassle when I would come home to my parents. I ride public transportation with a lot of stuff while I carry my YBK and FFA's hand so as not to separate. I am bothered when I was about to fall from the vehicle and walked to switch with another vehicle. But I was bothered only briefly, because usually there is a bus conductor who pick up and carry my stuff.

In addition to bother me, I always have nausea and vomiting. But I saangat happy when I would meet my family. But when my husband asked me to come with his parents he came home, I was strangely sudden dizziness and nausea when I was waiting for our bus to be traveling. And when the bus had just walked, about 1 mile, I was throwing up from stress to imagine the family would say sharply to hurt me.

My happiness when hanging out with my parents and brother, made me sometimes so lazy to go back home. Because I do not want to leave them. But on the other hand, I have an obligation to serve my husband. I was so sad when I was on my way home I cried. But I am also happy when I got home and met my husband.

Sometimes my heart was pounding as we imagine going up to do, although he did not miss me. I know because once, he never hurt me. As I recall it happened in August, 1999. On Saturday night, when me and he was sitting on the couch together, I said to he, "What was left by my father ....?" And he replied with a sarcastic tone, "Ordinary ...!" He was a cold shows that he did not miss me.

I think what made my husband a bad attitude? Perhaps he was influenced by the instigation of his brothers where they do not like me. They got my husband to say about my ugliness. My husband and I trust their words. Finally, he hates me and he may regret having married me. However, he did not want to reveal his feelings to me.

They apparently do not like when I visit my family. Because they are not willing, if I give money or anything on my family. For money or things that I give to my family is a gift of money would my husband. They worry if my husband did not quickly help them. For most of them depend on the needs of my husband. Until one day when I was at my in-laws house, my wife's mother said to me, "You would rather go home to your parents instead of here ..."

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The Story of My Struggle - Part 28

After the birth of our second son, made us into trouble. For my first son was aged 2.5 years. We do the work of at 05.00 A.M. (After Fajr prayer). Then we wash clothes while boiling water to drink a cup of tea or a cup of coffee. And I also cook for breakfast. Then my husband and our two sons to bathe, then he showered, dressed, eat breakfast and then go to the office. 

Since I do not employ a "baby-sitter", then when I went shopping at the market, I entrust my son, who was named ALB, to Mrs. Pini, who was in the shop, where she sells food. While my first lull YBK. He slept alone, then I lock my keys Leave the house and my husband who was in office. 

I came home from the market, I immediately cook in the kitchen. Incidentally I have the baby woke up, so I have a chance to work. I tucked my baby, in a special box bed baby, when my baby still can not stomach. But after the baby I've been able to stomach, then I sleep my baby on the floor that has been paved with mattresses. I am worried because my baby could fall and get hurt. 

When I was cooking in the kitchen, I feel there are demons that tempt me. Sometimes I hear my baby crying. But when he visited me, my baby was still sleeping soundly. Both my son as a baby, have a special equation, they do not like to cry. In general, the baby would cry as a sign that the baby is uncomfortable for urine or feces. And also when the baby is suckling on his mother's request. 

Both my son was crying like other babies, but only when they are born into this world, and when I stopped feeding them. And also they cry only when the brand has been dropped or hit something, get hurt. That's all just the second time my son fell and it was only when I was exposed to the influence of witchcraft. At that time, YBK fell from the fence to the front porch of his forehead swelled, and ALB fell out of bed in my in-laws house, until his lips issued a lot of blood. 

Both my son as an infant, was equally exacting in spite of the pain though. When my baby was urinating or defecation, then baby I sighed as she stretched her body. And if my baby wants to suckle on me, then motioned with my baby sticking out their tongue and move her lips, as if he were feeding. And I felt there was something strange about my two babies. Every time I'm feeding two babies, I feel my heart pounding, as will be separated. 

As a mother who is nursing a baby, making sleep time at night to be disturbed. Because many times awakened, if the baby has pee and defecate, then I have to change their clothes. And also when babies suckle at my request. Lack of sleep makes the next day I became tired while working. So I took a break in the afternoon, about an hour. 

If my baby was sleeping, at the time of day, sometimes I take the opportunity to sleep. But if I can not sleep, then I'll do something. I usually ironed clothes. Sometimes also, the work I do at night with my husband. I am very happy, when he did the work in house. He loves to bathe in our two sons, and took our son out for a walk. 

I am very happy, have a very understanding husband. But sometimes he get angry, when He was tired and was facing a problem. I do not like his attitude and thought I'd like to laze around. Actually, because not enough time, so sometimes I do not clean the floor, let alone do the job I've exhausted the other. And I do not want to do something in the house, while my son was playing outside the house without my supervision. 

Our home state of residence also affects the atmosphere becomes less comfortable. Because we live in an old house in the Dutch colonial heritage, and have not been renovated. I became very trouble when I was cleaning the windows or doors are very high. In addition, I also do not want to clean the dust, while I take care of our two sons, because I am very worried if my two sons to cough and flu for vacuuming. 

I make my fatigue had a desire to hire a maid, or a baby-sitter, in order to reduce my workload. One afternoon we sat in a chair in the front porch of the house. I sat holding his YBK, which was about five months old baby, then I express my wishes to my husband. "Pa,, what if we hire a maid ..?" Then he answered with a somewhat angry tone, "why KB!" KB is short for Family Planning. 

My regular job every day at home, although I was tired, but I feel happy, when I saw my two sons grow up healthy. Both are not fussy, not naughty and stubborn. I do not struggle in vain to undergo suffering for the sake of moral and mental educate my two children when they were both in my heart. I am proud when there is a woman who said to me, "Mom had a baby, but I never hear their cries!"

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The Story of My Struggle - Part 27

 In the maternity home, where there is a mother who was equally their babies. They all gave birth to a baby boy. Among these infants, there is a baby who cries more loudly, and his voice sounds more like a cat. If any of these babies there is the crying, the baby cries, the other also. But oddly enough I do not go crying baby. My babies are not bothered by the atmosphere of another baby crying, which is located next door. 

One day after I gave birth to my baby, I saw the midwife to control his patients, I see she admonished a young mother who is next to my ward, because she does not like to see these women wearing lipstick, although polesannya thin. It was true what has been talked about, that she likes to say sharply, without respecting the feelings of others. 

Back home, our family is very happy. For we begin to live our new lives, with our love fruit. We hired a midwife for bathing and massage as well as caring for our baby every morning and evening, in a period of forty days. But sometimes my husband also joined us to bathe the baby, if the mother witch doctor did not come on time.

To name our first son, my husband gave me full on. I gave him the name "Ajisaka Lingga Bagaskara". My prayers and hopes for our first son he could be a moral person perfectly. So that could be used as a pillar of support for human life. Tough and strong in doing all the goodness. And like the sun that always gave spiritual light to life on this earth.

In my memory, in April, M came to see our son. In our place, she stayed for about two weeks. The presence of M in the middle of our family, making our work is reduced. Every other day, I asked for help she to shop at markets that are located next to the home office where we lived. Besides shopping, she cooks well. I did not ask for help in cleaning the floor or she to another.

In my memory in August 1997, we came home my mother and father-in-law. Because we will be attending the wedding ceremony between Widarto and Wahyuni. Me and my husband's family went to the mini bus car hire. In the car, I sat beside my husband, my baby while my lap. I saw my husband's face looked grim. When I asked he, "What is up?" Then he answered with a ringing shout, "I do not know!"

Back home we were headed, I do not go in the house. But I stood holding my baby in a neighbor's porch on the side of the house. I stood up because no chair. I stand more than two hours, with no one invited me into the house, let alone eat and drink offered. Whereas in the house many guests invited to eat and drink. They've offered me to eat after the show is almost finished at around 2:00 PM.

Problem, in the opinion of others, regarded as a minor problem. But for me, it's a matter of very, very painful for me. To be sure, I was offended, because they have absolutely no concern to me. They do not respect me as a guest. They should understand, especially my husband. At that time, I was still in a state of breastfeeding my baby. As a mother who is breastfeeding her baby, would quickly feel hungry and thirsty. Yet when it was time for lunch, but I have to be wise. Maybe they forgot because I was busy taking care of the other guests. 

To alleviate the burden of our work in the house, then we memperjakan a girl, aged about 17 years. She is Katmi name. She worked for about five months. From August 1997 until January 1998. She is bad. Without my knowledge, she took a "paper negatid film" (Kelis) photos of me with she. She took it from my dresser drawer. When she went shopping at the market, I try to open the bag she owned. I do not think, she dared to open the drawer. In addition, she is also very lazy to work. She's washing results, for me is not clean. Until she makes my husband angry. Finally, she stopped working at the will of herself. 

In October 1998, I do not menstruate. So I see a doctor Amrizal. After I did a urine test, I was definitely pregnant. My pregnancy is the second time, I also experienced the same pain. Though I am still breastfeeding my son, ALB, although my baby is 21 months old, I stopped breastfeeding my son until he was even two years. When my pregnancy was already entering the third month. 

In pregnancy my second son, I did my urine test at doctor Amrizal. But in every month, I check my health and my baby on Mother Midwife Rakitem. And in my pregnancy, I also experienced the same suffering. I experienced nausea and vomiting of pregnancy until I entered the seventh month. 

In sickness, I have to take care of my son who is still very small. If no one watching him, I worry about the safety of he. Moreover, my son loves to play outside the house, because I hired a girl aged about 18 years. She is Rusminah name. 

She is very honest, but at the time she worked, she recklessly, to make me angry. One day, after she ironed our clothes, then she put the iron on a chair., Until the seat to be forfeited. Although she made a mistake, and makes my heart mad, but I did not vent my anger for she, I tried to be patient. She worked for two months and finally she asked to stop working. 

In the age of the womb I entered the ninth month, I hired a woman again. She was a widow aged about fifty-five years. She is Jaminem name. Which she introduced to me was my mother Karsem. Surprisingly, when for the first time I saw her face, at once my heart she hated until I was hesitant to accept she. 

Until the time comes I will give birth to my baby, on the eve of Wednesday morning, Thursday June 10, 1999. At about 4:00 AM, I felt my stomach is sick. Therefore, my husband and I went to the maternity home "Tirtha Golden" with a motorcycle ride, and to keep my son ALB stay at home with Mom Jaminem. 

Arriving at the maternity hospital, midwife mother invited us to sit, and then record my identity. She told me to lie down and examine my health and my baby's health as well. She told me to go for a walk along the corridor. Until at around 10:00. M., I feel my stomach is sick. Then she told me to lie down in bed, and look at my vagina. Then she gave me the injection of liquid vitamins. 

She sat waiting for me, until it comes time for me to push. My husband is sitting in a chair next to where I lay. After about half an hour, I repeatedly push, then Mother Midwife my cervix cut three times. She told me to take a deep breath and then push so tight. Many times I push until the end of my second son was born safely at 1:00 PM, on Thursday, June 10, 1999. 

To name our second son, my husband also handed over entirely to me. And I gave him a name: "Yoga Brahmacharya Kumaraseta" Because I hope that someday my son to the two it will be a person who always remember God Almighty. And also a holy man who was born and his heart, can also be a sweet name so as to uphold the high degree of family. 


After I gave birth, midwife mother sewed my cervix that has been torn with scissors. Before she sewed, she gave me a handkerchief and a towel, and told me to bite him, to endure pain during suturing. I do not understand why she did this. Yet when I check my pregnancy to the last one before I gave birth to my second son, I have pleaded she, so before doing the sewing, so I was given the anesthetic, and use the thread without removable.

A week later, I came again to the Mother Midwife to remove the stitching thread. Before she took off the string, she also gave me a handkerchief and a towel, and told me to bite. What is the reason she did not do the same thing when I gave birth to my first son. Before she sewed, she gives anesthetic, and also use threads without removable. After she finished suturing, She said (in Java), "It became like a virgin again, Amen."

For approximately five months working on my mother Jaminem, as long as she's why I rate properties. It turns out I hate when I first saw her face, it is a sign that she is a person who is not good. She does not like to keep clean. I see the time she slept, she did not wash his hands and feet. Both feet she is very dirty because she does not wear footwear. 

In terms of cleanliness in cooking, she is also extremely disgusting. She lazy to wash the vegetables, I've seen when she washed spinach leaves in a container just a one time cleaning. Should have at least three times washing, freshly cooked. I just found out, she would rather buy a decent meal at the diner instead of eating food that she cooked herself. 

Every time she told me to go for shopping in the market, she always returns to me the rest of my change, the value of money is always less than Rp.1000, although its value is very small but I am still receiving. One day, when I was buying food at the diner, I was embarrassed after Mrs. Pini, who sells food told me that she Jaminem said to someone else when she was in her stall, "Money is only asked by the return Rp.50 Mrs. .. " 

She returned the rest of the money to me, and I accept it. Rather she did not return, then I ask for my change. She has said one of the remaining amount of money that she has returned to me, the truth is Rp.150, rather than Rp 50. She has been harassing me. It made me angry, but I still did not make it. Big or Small return the remaining money must be returned, it does not mean I'm stingy, but I apply the discipline. 

Another bad thing she did was she loves to steal rice and detergent. Pick it up bit by bit, and once collected a lot, and her daughter came to pick up the goods. I once saw when she took the rice, she said: "Cooking rice is three servings, yes ma'am ..?" I replied: "Yes", but she took four drinks. But I pretended not to know about it. I also worry if I'm wrong to see it. And finally I stopped him to work at my place.

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The Story of My Struggle - Part 26

On the next day, M and Ike, my nephew came after me, in my husband's family home. M said that last Thursday, the evening, they arrived at the house, where I live in the City of BM. But the house, empty and locked. Because we had gone to the house of my husband's family. Finally, they spent the night in the mosque that is located behind the house. They slept without a mattress, pillow and blanket. They also fear the sound of a hen while incubating their own eggs. They fear that the voice is the voice of "Satan Kuntilanak".

Arrival at the invitation of my M, and M took Ike to accompany him. I want M to accompany me on the show "tingkeban" me later. In my memory the day Thursday, Friday night in the month of September 1996. I asked M to come to my residence first. So, we can go together. Because I waited a long time M, Finally my husband and I went first. I think M is going to come.

M and Ike stayed overnight at the home of my husband's family. My husband's mother apparently did not like the presence of M and Ike. I felt embarrassed and hurt, because when M was in the shower in the evening, my mother-in-law caused that M rapidly in the bath. When only about five minutes in length. My mother-in-law also did not offer them dinner at night. The next day, on Saturday, they go home.

The next day on Sunday, at about seven o'clock, the morning, when I would cook instant noodles, because I wanted breakfast, and when it happened I did not feel sick. Suddenly my wife's mother entered the kitchen, he told me: "No shame! Small children do not eat, who are already eating it first! "Oh Lord, what wait I have small children, a nephew of my husband came home from playing? What she forgot to have smaller babies who live in my womb? Why when I have the desire to eat, but she even told me not to eat? Finally in the afternoon we went home.

Although my pregnancy entered the age of eight months, but I've experienced vomiting. Approximately within one week, there are one to two days I have an appetite, although I was nauseated, but not to vomiting. I drink milk and I eat a bowl of shrimp and mussels without rice. Food, it is my favorite menu, every taste I have to eat, I eat quickly, so I do not think that it is a living food. If I knew it in depth, then I would be afraid to eat these foods.

The situation makes me weak I can not be forced to take care of the house with a good job. Therefore, I prefer a nap. Until there is a guest at one time, she is Mrs. P who came to see me. When I opened the door, I embarrass my husband. He said with a little shout: "Derivatives ..!" (That is: Likes to sleep)

When the content of my age, entering the ninth month I was very depressed. I was thinking how if I would later give birth? In the place where I will give birth to me later? If the deal with my child labor, the doctor Amrizal, I was very embarrassed because he is a man. I want to deal with my labor was a woman. Not just a shame that I had imagined, but also the pain of people are having a baby?

About two weeks before the birth of my child, I checked my pregnancy the doctor Amrizal. He suggested to me, so when I gave birth to a baby in the future, was in the hospital maternity "Tirtha Gold." Which will deal with my labor, is the mother Midwives Rakitem later. She a midwife who are elderly and would have very much experience dealing with labor. But later I was very worried she would not help me, because I am not a patient in she. And again, some people say that she likes to say sharply.

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* On Tuesday the 26th of November, 1996, at around 12:00 Midnight, I felt my stomach began to hurt as a sign I will give birth to my baby. At that time, my husband and I went to the maternity hospital "Golden Tirtha", with a rickshaw ride. Until arriving at the maternity home, I stood in front of the entrance. Inside the house, I saw a mother who was about 70 years. She just stood and was silent for a moment. She seemed to welcome me with a smile. *

* The attitude she makes me feel worried, she did not want to accept to help me. But I ventured to say that I came here on the advice of the doctor Amrizal. She suggested that if I would later give birth to my baby, the mother Rakitem course, in the maternity hospital "Tirtha Gold." My guess is that Old Mother Mother Midwife Rakitem, was correct. She invited me to sit. She asked my identity, and she examined my health. *

* That night, I could not sleep because every five to ten minutes, my stomach ached. Midwives Rakitem mother told me that I walk in the corridor. Until morning, my uterus has not been opened. Around 13:00 pm, Mrs. Midwife Rakitem ordered me to lay in bed. My husband sat in a chair on the left side where I lay. More than two hours, I was pushing, but my cervix opening process is very slow. *

* The length of my labor, makes me very tormented by the pain of a very, very great. I feel nervous, I slept off and on tilting to the left and right. Although I was in extreme pain, but she Midwife looks calm. She makes me think the attitude is negative. Maybe she does not like me, because from the beginning of my pregnancy until just before I gave birth to my first baby, I never check the pregnancy she. But suddenly, I came to ask for help on she. *

* I just feel how the pain of a mother who Fought to give birth to a child. When I was exhausted, a new midwife mother communicate via telephone with the doctor Amrizal. She then gave an injection of vitamins to increase my energy. I kept pushing and pushing with the Name of Allah! Water up to my baby's amniotic rupture. At that time, I was almost dead. I was very tired and I said: "I'm sleepy, I'm tired .., I'm going to bed ..." *

* Speech on me, made my husband and midwife mother encouraging me, pushing me to go back to tight it by repeatedly saying: "Come on ..!! Pull Breath!, Come on! Strong push! "Encouragement from them, spontaneous make me have the strength to fight the sleepiness, I push once, twice until I felt my baby's head is almost out, she suddenly cut Midwives my cervix as much as five times. Thank God Almighty, the baby finally came out and was born safely at 16.00. *
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