Divorced on the First Night

Mama Erin

This morning Hamkan brought his little family to go out for a little while. Counting the refreshing of the family from the exhaustion of endless work.

Hamkan has been very busy lately, especially after marrying Anha and having three cute children for some reason it feels like he has a lot of property projects to do.

Maybe this is all his sustenance of the little one and the prayer of the righteous wife who is beside him.

“Later I stay you jerk, yes, same kids. You see, I want to meet my clients near here,” said Hamkan to his wife who is currently my mama, little Kalila.

Occasionally Hamkan's hands that felt anxious moved to touch the chubby cheeks of his little daughter.

Anha nodded as she comforted Kalila who was laughing on her lap. Kalila stuck out her tiny hand to reach for Uminya's face.

While the two Kalila sisters sat in the back with their maid calmly while watching Nusa's video on her tablet.

***

They were in the heart of Semarang. Park his car in the parking lot of Baiturrahman Semarang mosque.

Indeed, the plan is this Friday Hamkan will meet with his client, while Anha will invite children to play on the intersection of five semarang while waiting for Hamkan to finish his work.

And lastly, maybe they will take a walk to the Mall to accompany his baby to play.

This place is perfect for relaxing with family. Later Hamkan can also pray Friday with the little Ais and Aim at the mosque.

Anha smiled as she pushed the baby stroller along with Hamkan. The air here is still good enough to breathe because they leave when it is still morning.

If it's a bit unfortunate maybe the atmosphere here changed very hot instead of playing.

As far as Anha's eyes can see, there are also many families and young people who are sitting around relaxing while selfie in the area of this five-sided square in fact, right, this does not include weekend.

“You're not hunting to your place?” anha asked Hamkan who was standing next to her while helping push the stroller Kalila.

Instead of answering Anha's question, Hamkan even suddenly kissed her wife's temple making Anha blush in shame. His cheeks show a red tinge. Moreover, his assistant who came with them also witnessed what Hamkan had just done.

Anha contributed her husband's waist plan to code ‘don't kayak it, shy’ makes Hamak giggle amused.

“Meeting me later, really. Ten hours to Friday prayers,” replied Hamkan while staring at the watch on his left hand which currently still shows at nine in the morning.

“Umi.. later we go to the Mall, yes, beyiin toys for Ais,” said Ais seduce Uminya while tugging Anha's robe.

“Iya. It was Umi. Later take us to the timjon as well, yes, Umi.”

Anha restrained her smile when she saw that her two adorable children were trying to seduce her.

Indeed, the intersection of five is very close to the Mall Ciputra which is across there, just walk has arrived.

“OK, later we go to the timezone, yes, dear. But Ais same Aim must promise Umi if you guys do not be naughty and play not far away, yes, because Umi also brought Deck Kalila.”

The two twins nodded obediently and said ‘ok’ simultaneously.

Cuddling three children at once is not easy. Actually tiring, but Anha does not complain at all because being a housewife is a very happy job.

Only recently the twins said ‘ok’ but look now they have run fast once out of nowhere to make Anha's head feel like breaking.

If this was the case, Yu Ning— their housekeeper chased after the two naughty monsters.

“Ais, Aim. Yes, Allah, wrestling my son!” yelled Anha from a distance while watching her two children running around about to approach the other people's children who were currently playing ball, while Yu Ning managed to catch up to them despite the defeat.

Hamkan chuckled at the mischief of his two children. They look a lot like his brother when he was a kid.

Pinched the chubby cheeks of Uminya Uwais and Ibrahim who pouted in annoyance.

“Let them play. It won't be anything, though. You take it easy.”

Anha stared intently at her husband. But what if they fall, what if they're lost.

Ah, only a mother is always overprotective to her child like this. His father does know what other than know the tutorial make it only.

With a face that was still pouting Anha took Kalila from her stroller and carried her to bask in the morning sun.

“That brother of yours, yes. It's bad not to play,” Anha told her little daughter. She was lazy to talk to her husband who was currently talking about it.

As if he understood being spoken to. Kalila smiled as she wriggled from Anha's sling. Smell at her daughter's little finger that moves to reach.

“Enya Dek Kalila cepet gede, yes. Let me be able to play a chase with Kak Ais and Kak Aim,” said Hamkan.

"No way, Kalila can't play chases. You can play cooking with Umi and spoiled shopping with Umi," said Anha while kissing her beautiful daughter's chubby cheeks.

Just shake your head. Whatever. This little family really feels perfect.

***

When Anha was relaxing while patting slowly with the butt of Kalila who was being held. Someone watched them from a distance. He blinked his eyes to determine whether what he was currently seeing was really Anha or not.

“Cream. Cramps. Wait for... Try the car edgein for a minute.”

Mama Erin patted the shoulder of her son who was driving. Asking Ikram to pull over his car for a moment.

Ikram. Why did her mother suddenly ask her to pull over her car. Where can stop at roundabout intersection five! The one was hit by another rider from behind.

Finally Ikram pulled his car over on the left side of Jalan—not on the main road.

“What's the matter, Ma?” tanya Ikram but her mother did not answer.

In a hurry, his mother opened the car door without caring for his son, he was in a hurry.

Just this time Ikram saw his mother acting so weird.

Aunt Erin waved her hands to cross the crowded street of riders.

Ikram just observe it from the car without any desire to pursue.

Look at what your mom is going to do this time. If the situation is already chaotic, then the Ikram will come down.

Slowly Aunt Erin walked up to the husband and wife who were smiling happily with the child she was carrying.

Aunt Erin quietly approached. Aunt Erin's body was trembling. His footsteps seemed to have turned heavy, it was hard to move. Aunt Erin reached out her hand to pat the woman on the shoulder.

“A-Anha..,” says Aunt Erin slowly. Afraid when he's wrong.

When the woman turned around. It turned out that she really Anha made Aunt Erin only able to cover her mouth in disbelief.

It was fitting that she felt she did not recognize him because Anha who was now wearing a hijab and a strip of dress-but still looks beautiful.

Just like Aunt Erin who was shocked. Anha is like that too. Why would Aunt Erin be here?

“Anha. You how are you?” aunt Erin asked as she extended her hand to touch Anha's arm.

Now Anha's face turned deathly pale. He was only able to take a step back from before Aunt Erin as if Aunt Erin was a threat.

Why did Aunt Erin come back to this happy life?

Is he going to ruin his life again like what his son did to him?

Is not satisfied first he asked Anha and her son also did not escape always checking his life?

Hampur frowned at the sight of his wife who put on such an attitude.

Now Anha hugged her daughter tightly as if frightened by the middle-aged woman standing in front of them.

Unlike usual Anha behaved like that to others.

Now the middle-aged mothers in front of him - who Hamkan himself did not know what his name was - were only able to put on a sad face for the subtle rejection that Anha did.

Even the one who felt bad touched his wife's arm gently.

“What's up, Anha?” ask Him carefully.

Anha just shook her head and looked at the beautiful face of Kalila.

“She's my ex-mother-in-law, Mas.”

Hampan. Now he was beginning to understand the situation that was currently going on. Anha should act like that.

It was quiet between them for a moment. Now it was Aunt Erin who first started raising her voice.

“Anha. Aunty apologizes, yes, for what Aunty did to you. Aunty really-im sorry.”

Anha lifted her gaze and found Aunt Erin who was currently crying.

It seemed like she really regretted her actions and her crying was like nothing to make up.

Confused what to do.

“Anha... You want to, don't you, sorry this Aunt?”

Anha looked at the face of her sumi who was standing next to her. Keep a thin smile and nod your head.

His hand moved gently swiping his wife's arm from behind. He does not want his wife to be a vengeful person and does not want to forget her past.

Anha nodded after reading the code from her husband.

“Anha already sorry Aunt, kok, since a long time ago,” said Anha slowly. Aunt Erin wiped her tears using her handkerchief.

“I-it's your son?” aunt Erin asked when she saw the cute baby Anha was holding.

She does not believe that Anha already has children and is happy with her current husband, but Ikram only until now has not been blessed with children at all from her marriage to the Goddess because the Goddess herself is barren.

Especially now that the age of the Goddess is increasing.

“Anha... Can you hold your son's aunt? Aunty really wants to know how it feels to carry a child. Auntie please,” said Aunt Erin as she extended her hand as if to hold Kalila.

Moreover, Anha remembers very well Aunty Erin was very unhappy with baby girls.

Aunt Erin only wants a baby boy because when Anha was still married to Ikram, Anha was forced to conceive a son so that later her child could continue her company Ikram.

What if Aunt Erin would drop Kalila if Anha gave Kalila to her?

Look, even now Anha is separanoid to Aunt Erin. Anna looked at her husband again. As if asking for answers.

“No papa, kok,” said Hamkan trying to convince his wife. Finally with a heavy heart Anha would give Kalila to be carried by Aunt Erin even though her heart was very worried.

If Aunt Erin does anything to her baby, Anha will never forgive Aunt Erin.

Aunty Erin's tears poked again, falling to the cheek. Aunt Erin wiped her tears. It turns out this is how it feels to hold a small child who had always wanted to feel.

Aunt Erin sat down on the chair and observed the tiny face of Kalila who was smiling at her.

While Anha who is still standing with Hamkan is still worried until unknowingly Anha reveraas her husband's arm slowly.

“Your child is so beautiful, yes, Anha. Similar to you,” said Aunt Erin while touching the tiny nose of little Kalila.

Uh, was it true that Aunt Erin had just praised Kalila— and praised herself as well? Didn't Anha hear wrong? For a lifetime Anha had never heard a compliment from Aunt Erin because all she had heard was the curse that came out smoothly from Aunt Erin's mouth for her.

“Can't Aunt kiss your son? Aunty has a granddaughter, Anha. But Dewi until now can not get pregnant too.”

Aunt Erin asks Anha for her consent. Because Aunt Erin knows, sometimes there are parents who do not like if their children are pinched on their cheeks or kissed by strangers while in public.

Slowly Anha nodded her head. Aunt Erin is seen kissing Kalila's chubby cheeks while crying.

“Any, yes. The goddess could not get pregnant at all. While Ikram until now did not bear to divorce him. But the funny thing is you even now already have children when Auntie once said you man—” said Aunt Erin tehenti when suddenly there were two small children running towards them.

Anha smiled and stretched out her hand so that the two heroes ran around crazily hugging Uminya.

“Aduh Ais tired,” says Ais while laughing. Children are not tired when they play.

Anha chuckled to see her maid who was chasing from behind until she was bored by the actions of these twins.

“Makanya do not run, Nak,” said Anha while rubbing her son's sweaty forehead.

Aim looked back and pointed towards Aunt Erin while saying....

“Umi Umi... does she care? Why is Dek Kayiya the same as him?” said Aim innocently.

Anha smiled and explained. “That's Nini Erin darling.”

The two sons frowned and looked at each other.

“Not Nini Aim only Nini Asih and Nini Malni, doang, yes? Kok, there is another Nini Nini Umi?” asked Aim innocently.

Aunt Erin was only able to smile bitterly hearing it.

It turns out that Anha was blessed with two twin boys and one very beautiful daughter carried by her.

Aunt Erin gives Kalila back to Anha's husband.

Now Anha is confused how to explain it to her two sons because they are still very small and innocent.

“Sayang. All the grandmothers who are like Nini Asih and Nini Marni are also called Nini. Now do you understand?”

“Oh, so, yes, Umi?”

The two sons were ‘oh’ ria while nodding their heads together.

“Iya. Now you two salim, yes, same Nini Erin,” Anha said with a gentle smile to them.

Ais and Aim nodded and walked over to Aunt Erin to kiss the back of her hand.

Anha can really educate her children well.

“My name is Iblahim, Nini. Called Aim,” said Aim very funny and slurred.

“If I were Uwais, Nini. Called Ice. Nini ciapa?”

“Name Nini, Nini Erin Dear,” said Aunt Erin rubbed her dripping tears.

“Loh, really, Nini cry. Cup cup... don't cry, yes, Nini,” said Ais while patting the back of Aunt Erin's hand.

Aunt Erin kissed the two cheeks of the two cute children alternately. He had no power to endure his cries.

Perhaps this was all karma for her because she had treated Anha so badly that she was unable to have any grandchildren at all.

Even Aunt Erin's little heart….

If Ikram had not divorced Anha then they would have a Son like Anha now?

But now the rice has become porridge.

“Nini don't cry, yes. Tomorrow Nini just play to Aim's house. Aim's got a lot, toys, loh, at home. Everything beyiin Abatya Aim,” said Aim boasted to make Anha smile with anxiety.

Aunt Erin wiped her tears and smiled at the sweet one.

They are both twins and it is hard to tell apart.

The difference seems to be that Ais is more reserved and Aim has a small mole under her left eye.

“Iya Nine. Later play, yes, to our house. Umi Ais cuisine is also very good, loh, Nini,” said Uwais to chimed in.

Mama Erin smiled and nodded her head. “Iya. Later if there is time Nini play, yes, to the house you two.” Ais and Aim embrace Aunt Erin. For a moment, Aunt Erin felt the embrace of the little boy she had dreamed of.

Look at the clock back. It's starting to get close to ten in the morning. It's less than a few minutes to meet his client.

Coinciding with that, Aunt Erin also followed the farewell to go home.

“Be careful, yes, Nini.” The twins waved to Aunt Erin to let go.

From a distance Ikram was only able to witness it all without daring to get close because he was ashamed of all his treatment of Anha all along.

Now Anha looks even more beautiful even though she is wearing a hijab.

True people say, a wife will look beautiful if treated by her husband well.

Ikram. She should have been there and hugged Anha just as Anha's husband had done to her.

Ikram exhaled slowly and leaned his body on the back of the car seat as if the burden was a lot.

His optical efforts are getting longer even more unclear direction.

She also wanted to have children but the Goddess could not get pregnant. His mother had asked Ikram to find a wife just naum Ikram still did not have the heart to divorce the Goddess.

The goddess was just like an invisible person in her family.

She still loves Anha.

He's sorry.

Deeply sorry.

But he could do nothing but lament his regrets.

***

It's over, yes. If there is an extra chapter again after this means it's a bonus when the author is again free.

Dear reader... I'd like to confide in you a little bit….

Sorry, yes, I rarely update lately. I don't know why my mood lately is not good anymore (plus yesterday's tepar too, haha) so I did not update.

Thanks for waiting for this story even though it is unclear when the update is.

Can I talk to you guys?

Actually I, tuh, it's really males that nulis in mangatoon because the policy in mangatoon itself is not very clear, haha (i don't want to explain in more detail because it's not good too, either, fear of getting caught by satpol pp also hihi. >.<)

So it's natural, right, if many of your favorite authors move stalls or even hiatus. There is also a story that suddenly ended not clear.

I realized, I've got a lot of readers who love me.

Thank you, yes, for being the reason why I keep writing here. Thank you for supporting me so far. Even on the patient and non-billful update, you guys are amazing T_T #nangissambilapingus.

I'm writing like this is not for what, really. Not asking for votes either. Just might need to confide in a few times, yeah. Don't get excited, yeah, Thor etc., yeah, because I'm fine, really.

The point is I write author notes all this time because I thank you guys because you are one of the reasons I keep writing even though sometimes I want to give up and just go on hiatus.

My hope in the future may you stay faithful read my story, yes, although I realize my story is still a lot of lack. Thank you for everything I can't write down one by one here.

I promise to keep writing for all of you. May they continue to grow with me.

Greetings dear, dear,

Mayangsu.

"Thank you, yes, Aunty has read Umi Aim's story. Don't forget to also read the story about Cean on the runway Aunt Mayangsu, hehe. Title: Married in Rich Leaning"

- From Aim whose pants are plotted on the bad Badlun! 😤

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