Khin Hnin Yu - Crown

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Getting pregnant while your husband is away is a difficult task.

“Think of another way,” Aye said. Aye's mother-in-law thought of another way, and the monk was not like that. The old woman was sweating profusely, as if she had never seen it before.

It must have been cold. There was no turning back. The old woman, who had always been so calm and happy, was now sweating profusely. Even though it was cold, she didn't sweat, but she was struggling to breathe.

“When Maung Soe Aung comes back, he says he has a child since before he left.”

"Huh.."

Aye wanted to scream and throw it away. But shouldn't she still respect her mother-in-law?

"Is it possible, Mom? He's been gone for a long time, and before he left, he found out there was no child in the house."

“Oh, girl, men are easy to fool around with here.”

I felt like a Buddha in the cold. My mother-in-law, whose hair was already gray in her old age, was learning how to curl her hair. I don't know how many times she had curled the old man in her life.

“If Aye doesn’t take responsibility as Thar Aye’s child, Rosie will abort this child.”

"What... what... don't do this."

The coldness was making her fingers cold again. Because of Rosie's magic, the child who was still in the womb of the human world would be killed before he could reach human life.

"After I was born, mother... Rosie, let me give birth to you in public, no matter who I was born to, I'll pay for it with the father of the child."

The old woman shook her head.

"It's hard to say, okay, well... it's hard."

The old woman seemed quite distressed by her daughter's confusion.

"The boy who is engaged to Rosie is in America, and he still has two years to return, and his parents have already talked about the wedding, so there's no way he can fail, and the hard part is that Rosie herself doesn't know who he's with."

"Hmm...just die, Rosie."

"Well... it's better to die, Aye, that's why I said help my daughter."

The old woman was in tears and confused. "How come we don't know who it is?"

“Oh....at the dance, we were dancing and drinking, and one night he said he got really drunk, and that night he was with someone else.”

"Hmm... Rosie must know how to drink."

Is it a scary thing? I felt goosebumps all over my body.

“When Maung Soe Aung returns, I will make sure everything is okay.”

"When you come back, tell me everything that happened."

"No way, my daughter, I know your feelings, my son, and I don't have any feelings for Rosie. If I knew everything before we got married, I would have told you the truth, whether I should insult the child I'm going to marry or not."

Aye didn't know what to say. He felt sorry for the baby in Rosie's womb. He wanted to punish Rosie for being so arrogant. In fact, this whole house could be in chaos. He sighed...

"So what should I do?"

The old woman came happily.

"Thank you, my daughter. I'll tell you the plans later. Now... I'll go tell Rosie about my responsibility. She's crying and fussing."

The mother-in-law wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and left the room.

Why do people in the world fear when they are punished for their own evil deeds and immorality? At that time, it is more important to remember the Hiri Ottapapa Dharma. If only shame and fear had appeared before doing it, the chaotic chapters of history would not have appeared in the human world.

Aye is, as its name suggests, cool and gentle.

Her husband, Ko Soe Aung, is a government official and is studying in London to improve the department's work. It is certain that Ko Soe Aung will be promoted when he returns.

Meanwhile, the Rosie affair had come to light. Aye, who had to live with her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law, had not had much of a relationship before this happened.

But Aye loves Ko Ko. If she loves Ko Ko, she must love and respect his parents. She doesn't want to live in a separate house with him, and she doesn't want to do anything.

Aye felt like crying. She remembered her father and mother. Mom and Dad, that was enough to make her feel better. The more this house, filled with chaos and evil, became chaotic, the more she remembered her mother's peaceful and united home.

In the past, I had read the news of the tragic events like the one in the newspaper with a sense of boredom. Now that I was about to enter the same tragedy myself, my heart was burning. Even as my heart was burning, I was thirsting for the pure water of my mother's love. In fact, the pure water of my mother's love, which was cooler than the water of a glass cup and ice, was something that a cold person would only be able to drink if he drank it in his sleep.