A Man's Self-Esteem Is Working

The adorable Twins

Adam went into the room and laid himself on the bed with his right hand covering his face.

After the cooking was over, I went out to Rashid because it was the day I prepared food for Rashid to feed him while playing in front of the house.

"Mother..mom..where's mother?" Adam took me from the inside

"Mother in front of Mas" I said, I carried Rashid and approached Adam

"What's wrong? Would you like to eat?"

"Can you get the fruit in the kitchen? I want a banana" Adam's pinta

"Owh is the fruit of Mas Adam, Om Evan the love" I replied

"Don't eat Mas later I buy it" said Mas Ardi who came behind Adam

"Do you have any money?" Adam's question made me smile and raised one eyebrow

"Don't ask Grandma to be ashamed of Adam's father" Adam said as he bowed his head and went back into the room.

Mas Ardi was speechless pecking his head down I don't know what he was thinking.

"What is it - what Mas there is first is not to be denied, next time you buy it" I told Mas Ardi and passed to Adam.

It might hurt Mas Ardi, but for me it hurts more when we're in Adam's position he wants something that is clearly his but is forbidden because of his father's selfishness.

Adam is still a small age just 8 years old but because of the situation he often experienced made him mature too quickly, because he grew up too quickly, since his father did not work he rarely asked for pocket money like most of his peers what else ask for toys, he said, all the toys that Adam had he gave to his sister Rashid when I asked him why Adam gave him all his toys

"Let's not buy any more toys for Rashid"

Touched even more to the sad because of the hardship he had to endure his curiosity. Trying to share even though he still wants to have it. This is one of the reasons why I want to have my own income all of it for my children. It's enough that I've had a little trouble not with our children.

The afternoon after the Ashar prayer I accompanied Rashid and Adam playing around the garden, where I was reunited with Hussein.

"Assalamualaikum Mr. Ust. Husein" said Adam

"Sir Ust?" Ask me in wonder at Husein and Adam alternately

"Yes this Mother Mr. Ust. Husein who teaches at the mosque replaces Mr. Ust Abdullah" said Adam

"So this is Adam's mother? Hmmm if this Mr. Ust knows Mother Adam is a good friend of Mr. Ust when we go to school" replied Husein with a smile

"Adam's leg still hurts?" Ask Husein because he saw me accompanying him to play.

"It's good Mr. Ust, the mother who exaggerates Mas Adam is not a child until play only must be accompanied" said Adam complained by taking a deep breath

"Alright, well, Mas can play with his bicycle but remember only around the park and should not be speedy"

"What is Indri? Did you keep anything? Is the news true?"

He was already in angry mode when he mentioned my name, because he would usually call Humairah.

"Which news? You're like a complex mom who's always looking for gibbah?"

"About your husband who is out of responsibility? Divorce issues? And another man who came to your house!"

"Husein isn't that our private domain? Should I discuss it with you?"

"Indri since I gave you up with the man who is now your husband you have promised to recognize me as your friend and brother and will always complain to me, if he dares to hurt you you'll come back to me.."

"And how do I contact you? Where were you when I wanted to complain?" My words cut through Husein's words

"I'm sorry, Humairah I'm back now you can complain as much as I say anything, cry if you want" Husein grabbed my left hand and held it.

Husein has been very close to me since the death of his twin Hasan.

Flashbacks

"Humairah is done packing? let's go home Umi has prepared a nice snack this afternoon" said Husein approached my class table with a smile accompanied by Hasan who was leaning on the classroom door with the ladder folded up on his chest.

"The cold that always makes the hysterical girl always keeps me glued" my inner self

This is Hasan and Husein twins who became my best friends since sitting in Junior High School until now I am in X grade High School and they are in XI class ,we were different levels of class friends because we met in college and we began to make friends, Husein who was humorously jovial, cheerful and friendly inversely proportional to his twin Hasan who was cold and not talk much.

But when compared to the physical Hasan more dominates him handsome white skin clean with a tall body strapping because it is always diligent exercise and almost all extra curricular at school that smells of sports Hasan Follow while Husein his posture was smaller though the same - just as handsome. Hasan always got more value in the eyes of all the girls including me.

"It turns out the handsome, reserved guy was impressive"

She always treated me like her little girl whereas Husein always thought of me as her Humor. They are sweet not but not to make me want to get more status even though this heart always wants to fall in love enough in silence this love I feel, I feel, because of the caste differences between us I was quite self-conscious.

They're the only people I'm a scallion.

"Do I have to stop by the foundation again?" ask me

"Of course you should learn to teach with us right? Are you tired of being friends with me" said Husein sadu

"Aren't you in class, but I think you've been fooling me all along? aren't you guys already good at teaching why I should always accompany with the reason if I explain it you understand more than Ust Imran taught" tanyaku tried to interrogate with a slight squinting in turn towards Hasan and Husein

"I'm glad to be friends with you, too, Humairah brother, right?" ask Hussein to Hasan

"You when you don't have a reason for sure I'm you're pointing it out, Indri continues to teach with us very boring it feels if every day I always see the face of sweet snobs Husein with the presence of you will beautify my vision" said Hasan with a thin smile

"What did he say? Beautify his vision is he praising me? Does this cold guy like me? Can I have more taste in him?"