It's her fourth month now.
When her pregnancy reached the third month, she was pretty weary and exhausted. She also felt alone because no one was with her. Initially, she used to cry in the third month because of the mood swings, yet hope and new life grew into her womb. Generally, she believed I had to be strong despite everything. Indeed, life is not an easy ride, and the same applies to her life.
When she started to regain her strength, she felt severe pain in her stomach as if something unhealthy was about to happen to her. There were no phones in every house in the 1990s. Even though she had no idea who lived around the new house, she would ask for help who would take her to the hospital?
Her stomach was aching with every breath she took, and she was crying very loudly despite how hard she tried to cure it. As the neighbors in her neighborhood heard her crying, they started knocking on her door and asked if she was okay, asking, "Why do you look so troubled?" they said. While her neighbor had asked her only this, her husband had also come home; seeing that her wife was suffering in pain, he grew afraid and took her straight to the hospital without giving any further explanation. When she saw her husband panic because of her pain, she felt emotional and apt at the same time. Because that man who hardly spoke to her and the relationship that had meant to be can get so passionate when he sees the love and concern that they have for one another in a relationship where they only talked to talk, which was to fulfill basic needs.
In some sense, there is truth in the statement that we do not really appreciate someone until we are afraid of losing them.
