Ballad Maid So Madam (Related, Happy?)

Restu from Yayan.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!"

"Ilham is home, Mother! Daddy's! Let's walk." Ilham smiled as he ran towards the two of us.

"Thank you it's over!" whispered Boby.

That afternoon, after Ilham returned home from school .. We went to the city as his father promised.

As a result, the antelope car was again rented by Boby until the next few days.

"What if you buy a car, Mah?" ask my husband at that time.

I shrugged my shoulders, because I didn't know if I needed it or not.

"Yes, Dad! Buy it, then we can go for a walk. It's nice to have a car!" ilham.

"okay!" answer this husband.

"What a waste of money, anyways you say ...."

"Dad!"cut Boby.

"Yes, he said he would take us to Jakarta, then why buy a car here." I smiled while holding the shoulder of the husband I now love very much.

"So Mama agrees we're moving to Jakarta?" ask Boby.

So pleased he was, all of it was visible from the twinkle of his eyes.

I nodded slowly and I gave my husband the sweetest smile.

"Died Dad talk to Yayan alone, Mamah has given everything to Dad, as a wife of course manut to the husband. Let me get ridho from Allah," I said at length.

"Thank you, Mah!"said Boby.

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"We're going to Yayan's boarding house first, Dad!" my door.

Boby nodded slowly and drove the car towards the road I pointed at him.

Tri and Ilham got out of the car and immediately rushed into the arms of the brother, Yayan who happened to have just returned from his campus.

Yayan looks happy to see our arrival, even he is indifferent to the figure of Boby, maybe Yayan thinks I use the services of a chartered car where will be in agreement with the driver as well.

"Well, here! By the way bang Yayan, he said he wanted to talk to bang Yayan," call Ilham.

Suddenly my eldest son's forehead frowned, even now the neutrals alternately look at me and Boby, a foreign man who is now called Ilham 'father.

I went straight to my firstborn, who looked very confused.

"We are in your boarding house just talk, and I hope Yayan can accept everything or if not .. please Yayan think first, yes!" my spoken.

Yayan nodded slowly, and followed my steps into his boarding house.

Boby and the kids.

Netra Yayan is unfettered from the figure of Boby.

I sat next to him and held my son's shoulder which was now starting to broaden.

"Son, this is Boby. Her father Tri and your father, she's mother's husband." I touched his head to calm down and understand.

Yayan then looked at me in disbelief, her eyes were glazed over and now I could see a clear grain dripping down her cheek.

"Yayan" call me lirih.

"He ...the man who dumped the mother when Tri was pregnant, right?" ask Yayan to make sure.

I nodded so much Boby, I smiled seeing my son come closer to Boby.

Boby Sumringah looked at Yayan and BRUGH ... BRUGH ... BRUGH ....

Yayan hit and punched Boby, the man did not retaliate and did not avoid.

I wanted to break up but Boby pushed .. as if letting Yayan hit him.

I finally let go while hugging my two young children, Tri and Ilham.

Both do not deserve to see adults do violence, Ilham cried .. so did Tri, heard his sister's cry then Yayan stopped beating and now approached me and his two sisters.

Yayan cried and hugged me.

"Mother," she says.

I stretched my hand and hugged her. In my arms, Yayan came back crying.

I kissed his head.

Boby started trying to get up, his face was so bruised and I couldn't really see it.

Somehow Yayan hit him, his face until the bonyok so.

I just stretched out my hand so I could reach it, Boby grabbed my hand.

Yayan hugged the burly body.

"I'm sorry Yayan, it must hurt!" lirih.

In his arms, Boby stroked Yayan's head.

"What's wrong, it doesn't hurt! It's not even worth all the mistakes you've made, until you feel the pain of life so far.Yayan, will Yayan forgive father and accept father in your life?" boby asked Yayan, my firstborn.

Yayan looked up then watched the handsome man's face.

As if seeking certainty and honesty in every word and gaze.

"Yes, Yayan wants to! As long as Mom is happy and Dad is always happy Mom," said Yayan.

I was moved, back I hugged my eldest son tightly.

"Thank you, son!" my spoken.

Yayan then went to the back, apparently my son was still keeping a neat P3K box that I prepared for him.

Yayan had wanted to treat Boby's face, but I asked him to wash himself because we were going to spend time.

Until now, I have been treating wounds and bruises on my husband's face.

Boby hissed, as I applied the wound medicine on his face.

"illness?" ask her.

"Ga, as long as it's tonight!" chirps.

I just smiled, how could it be when the bonyok is like this .. still such a thing in his mind.

Before long Yayan was neat and we went to the playground as Ilham said.

My husband and I sat there waiting for them.

Seeing their happy laughter alone, it felt like my heart was incomparably happy.

After playing, we went to a restaurant and ate.

"It's night," I murmured.

"We and our family stayed at the hotel alone" Boby suggested.

"Just whatever!" my answer.

Finally, here we are. In a classy hotel. The children were so happy when they found out that in the room we lived in there was a private pool.

Not long after, the two children immediately swam, also Tri did not stay. Her father took Tri for a swim, and I just looked.

That night the children were so happy, when swimming .. came the hotel attendant to the room and served a wide variety of food, and, even now hotel managers and representative employees give us a warm welcome and greetings.

Apparently this hotel belonged to my husband, Boby Wardoyokusumo.

"Huh, my heart was almost broken." I sat by the pool beside Boby who was swimming with Tri.

My youngest child was so happy to be invited to swim.

"Why, Mah?" ask Boby.

"All these facilities, of course, spend a lot of money, right! Good thing you are!" my answer.

Boby chuckles and now rides with Tri and sits by the side of the pool with me.

"This is the result of my effort to work for a year Mamah left, this is not the result of my father's legacy! But the result of my sweat to make you happy." Boby then kissed my cheek.

Yayan and Ilham just cleared their throat while looking away, really.

"Kids! It's been swimming, tomorrow we go again! Now it's time to eat and then sleep, yeah!" exclaim Boby.

The children went up and dried and changed their clothes, as did Boby and Tri.

After eating, the children fell asleep and Boby moved them to the bedroom.

It just so happened that the room we were in had three bedrooms.

"Now it's our turn" he whispered softly.