A Man's Self-Esteem Is Working

The Training

Flashback off

The cloudiness that had just now finally lowered the droplets - the droplets of countless rainwater, the smell of the earth burst into the nasal cavity when the rain met the ground.

The atmosphere this afternoon was calm with the sound of rain as natural music, the blowing wind added a cool feeling to the skin that was not wrapped in cloth.

"Since the meeting at the cafe, Husein was like staying away from me?" I murmured looking at the sky

Ting.

The clanking of the voice messages on the phone averted my eyes, I looked at the flat object in my grasp.

"New number? who?" wept

"I'm going to find out what's kept us apart for the past 9 years"

Hussein.

Even if you know everything, it won't change anything.

A sprinkling of stars covered the sky tonight, after performing the Isya prayer we gathered in front of the television measuring 14" as a medium of entertainment in our home.

"Yyymmpp.. Mas" my greeting to the curl doubtful.

"Yes Ma'am?" he answered without turning his eyes to the television screen

"Seeing still with Ust Husein?" ask me again.

"No ma'am, it's been 2 days Ust Husein went out of town said Ust Abdullah said he wanted to see his Abi, why did it ma'am?" adam asked in wonder

"Ah gak's.. I just wanted to know" I said with an awkward smile at Adam's question

"Mom misses ya?" Ask Adam

"What?!"

"Mas also misses, Mr. Ust Husein is very good what else after Mr. Ust knew that Mas son Mother, he often love snacks rich in chocolate or biscuits, biscuits, Mr. Ust also often love gifts with children - students who can store memorized letters every day" he complained grimly

"Means that I always hope to get a gift?" ask me with a smile

"It's rare to eat rich snacks that Bu, Mr. Ust also often entertained Mas ma'am, since Dad rarely came home Mas felt did not have a father" said Adam sad

"Sorry Mom yah Mas" I pat her on the shoulder, I reach her body in a warm embrace

"Try Mas's father was Mr. Ust Husein" Adam's voice made pain in my heart, so hurt my son to compare his parents with others.

"Well, you're rich, by the way? Mas should be grateful to still have a dear Dad, Dad rarely comes home because you have to find a job Mas patient huh? Outside there are many who do not have a father and become orphans" I rub Adam's back convinced him.

"I'm sorry, Mom?" adam said back to my hugging tightly

"It's been a night, baby, the television is dead, are we sleeping together?" I asked ignorant because usually Adam would refuse if I offered him to sleep with me, he always reasoned that he had grown up.

"You" he answered, nodding his head

"Mas Tumben?" Ask me wonder

"Still wanting to be hugged by Mom" she replied shyly - embarrassed.

Adam will usually be mature even though he is only 8 years old, the economic shortcomings that we experience make him forged to not be as spoiled as a child his age.

After I drove Adam to school, I intended to stop by Mbak Yeni's shop for groceries with potluck money.

"Asalamualaikum Ma'am" said I was outside the shop.

"Waalaikum salam nduk" Mbak yeni came terpogoh - pogoh grabbed Rashid and held him

"Snake in for a second, somebody wants to talk" he pulled my wrist.

I sat in the guest room even though the host did not allow it, this house I have considered my own sister's house, Ms. Yeni came out of her room carrying leaflets like a brochure.

"This is trying to read Nduk, the time you interest Mba dapet from Mas Sapta"

"Information training of the Department of Manpower and Transmigration let's take training in BLK with industrial electric vocational, welding welder, audio vidio, motorcycle surgical, graphic design, lathe, garment sewing, garment sewing, Office adm and skin and hair beauty procedures" said I read the brochure in the hand

"You have an interest not in one of the vocational training period of one month dapet money also to start a business" said Mbak Yeni enthusiastically

"Kids - how's Mama?" ask me confused

"Well klo the little one can foster anyway, he was already Mba took his own child, well klo the big one try you to chat can not he be independent without you all day?" mba Yeni

"Well Ma'am, I'll screw Adam and his dad up" I folded the training brochure into my pocket

"Hmmpp the soleh wife has been ignored still want permission husband" Mbak Yeni passed by with a mocking look

"Hehehehehe.." I could only laugh in response to the behavior of Mbak yeni.

The afternoon after returning home from the house of Ms. Yeni I invited Adam to school I immediately expressed my intentions to Adam, unexpectedly he very much agreed with pride he said

"Mom do whatever makes Mommy happy, Mas will be fine Mas will be big"

I am lucky to have a child like Adam, to inform Mas Ardi I tried to contact him by phone but I have called several times there was no response from Mas Ardi until I decided to send a message.

"Tomorrow I will take training at BLK I ask permission for this month to take the training, if I can leave the children" I sent my brief message when I wanted to keep that flat object over the nightstand the clanking of messages from the phone sounded.

"Whatever" replied a message from Mas Ardi.

I just let out a long sigh, was numb even the energy to get angry was no longer there, permission is just a mere formality so that I am not branded a brash wife or even disobedient.

I called Mba Yeni.

"How is Asalamualaikum Nduk? can we?" tanyanya direct.

"Waalaikum hail Mbak, may be rich" I replied

"Kayaknya?" mbak yeni said as astonished

"Mas Ardi just said whatever" I said

"Yes, it is permissible, tomorrow you go with Mas Sapta, because he is also a motorcycle coach" explained Mbak Yeni

"Well Ma'am, what good mother did I take? Indri confused Mbak options for women are not as much as vocational options for men"

"Where if you choose skin and hair beauty, it's the rich fall of makeup artists or make up brides like Nduk, if you graduate from BLK, it's a rich fall, later you take training - training again outside if you want, in BLK you can make the initial basis of your introduction to the job you do not have to think about the cost later Mbak modalin well after you actually master Mbak want us to make a Wedding Organizer how?" mbak Yeni said at length

"I agree Ma'am" said I'm no less enthusiastic, where else I will find a full support like Mbak Yeni.