I am a lucky girl, who bends and goes to all the circles of the children’s house. I spent my childhood in a really fun and productive summer camp with friendship, fun, and fun. I grew up surrounded by my grandmother. My grandmother dressed me up like a peacock and pampered me even from the shadows. She is my father’s mother. After giving birth to me, my mother became a goddess because of the heat of the pot.
My father will come to the countryside with a big car. Grandma and I would prepare everything for our food and drink until the sun came out for a few days, and then we would go back as the house was full. I was a girl who didn’t sit still because of competitions and Olympics. Well, that’s fine. What happened. But I want to write about it to get a reason to smile a little. I successfully graduated from school and started working as an operator in an organization in the same year.
I liked to see my grandmother, who was so happy that she burst her forehead, just carrying bread and milk in a cage to pay her good salary. In our 7 hostels, the yard was always beautiful, with colorful flowers planted in the yard and buckthorn trees. Every time my father came, he was doing something in the yard. My grandmother and father were really hardworking people. My grandmother’s tea with dumplings used to runny nose until I woke up in the morning with my eyes closed.
After 5 months of working, a new guy joined our company. He just pretended to be a relative of the director. The young man soon ran after me with flowers. I didn’t like it at first. Every time he came in the morning, he used to show off there and come here to drink like that. He asks me to take me, tells the employees about me and invites me on a date, and he almost supports me.
It was said that he had changed a lot since he was with me. I followed him to his house for the first time during the lunar month of that year.. His mother almost did not look at me. The father is the same. When I asked him what his name was, he immediately wiped his mouth and got up. When I brought him to my grandmother’s place, my grandmother welcomed him with a pinch of food and tea.
When I told my father on the phone, my father said that he would go to meet his son-in-law for the holidays… My grandmother had already finished sewing the coat. That spring I got pregnant. It was when my father came. He told his grandmother without telling his father. My grandmother prayed to God with tears in her eyes, and she accepted it with great joy.
But when we went to their house, the mother said that she did not send her son to school to support our unemployed family. His father didn’t even say anything. He said that if you say you are here, you will not come out separately, then I will make fun of your child. Why didn’t I stop then? My daughter, don’t dream of a good life when your family and in-laws don’t accept you
So without thinking, I left my mother and came to my mother-in-law. From the day I arrived, I became a door opener, a greeter, a dishwasher, a cook, and a bathroom watchman. I suddenly remembered who I told my son to be, when he saw me, he came dragging this cold looking thing.
So it was born. When I was born, there were only my grandmother, father and husband at the door of the hospital. The in-laws did not even call. So I became a mother. I have a beautiful son. After becoming a mother, the first thing I wanted to say was to my mother in heaven. For the first 7 days after birth, I visited my grandmother. The best 7 days of my life. The smell of the damp cloth of the child there, the smell of the black soup with garlic made by the grandmother, the wood shavings of the father’s foxes, and the sun coming in through the lights. My home. All my treasures together…
So I went back to my in-laws. The poor thing is still waiting for my grandmother to get married. I was born at 75 kg, but after giving birth to my son, I lost weight to 48 kg. My husband goes to work and leaves in the morning and comes back in the evening. Relationships are not the same.
Why did I endure that period? Soon I found out that my husband has a relationship setting on Facebook every time he meets his ten-year-old daughter. The address I was friends with was a fake address. At that time (2010), I didn’t know much about Facebook, so I found out later that he had a double account when he was in a relationship with me, but he never became friends with me through his official account.
