
Along the way home, Handan and I continued to discuss the problem of Gio's father. Including the divorce trial that has entered the court and the day after we have received the first hearing call. Like a joint agreement with Handan I will not go to the hearing, I leave all the business to Handan.
Well according to my lawyer's advice that if all want to run smoothly and quickly then it's better I am not present and all the business is done by Handan.
In front of me of course everything went smoothly and without any obstacles.
After a long journey, coinciding with the adzan magrib we finally arrived at Meli's house. Relieved, that's how I feel because I can finally get home. The first one I looked for was Gio. I hugged Gio as soon as I saw my son. It felt like the mountain longing was instantly gone when embracing the source of my strength. Not only did the longing disappear immediately, but my anxiety and strength and anger and all sorts of things that were on my chest were immediately shattered by the embrace of my son.
I don't care about Handan, Meli and Janah anymore. I let my friends tell each other in the living room. All right, I'm giving Meli and Handan time to approach.
"Where's dali's mother?" gio asked with a rub of my face that rested in front of Gio. High alignment Gio.
I smiled and rubbed my son's face. "Mother abis work babe. Gio naughty not at home with Auntie?" my question is even though Bi Jum has given a report of any activities Gio has a day including whether Gio is looking for me or not. Thank God Gio was not fussy, even though Bi Jumi said several times Gio asked me where I was. However, after being told where the mother went. Then Gio would again understand, and no longer ask
Maybe Gio was just confused as to why I worked so long. Where I usually stay all day at home. However, this time I went from morning to evening just came home.
Before answering my question, Gio first looked at Bi Jum. After Bi Jum shook Iko's head immediately smiled. A smile that can take away all the capes I feel.
"No Mother. Gio baik_"
I looked back at the smile and pulled my son's body into my arms. "Mother likes to hear that Gio isn't fussy. Tomorrow Mother works again. Gio don't fuss well, Gio now plays the same Bi Jum first. Later if Mother has a new holiday we play together." I know Gio's age is still three years and it's a sign that he doesn't really understand what I'm talking about, but I want Gio to know that for now his parents can't keep him company all the time. I have to go to work so that Gio will understand my circumstances.
"Yes Bun, Gio is not naughty ..." After I was satisfied to let go of my longing for Gio. We also went to the room to clean ourselves and carry out our duties as servants of Allah.
"Gio don't be fussy well, we'll pray and pray to Allah" whispered me by justifying my son's kiss.
"Ready Mother_" replied Gio by brandishing her two thumbs. I prayed with Gio, even though my son called me a few times, and even ran here, but I was very happy because I was still able to guide my son well.
Our obligatory worship is already common only with Iko. Although there used to be Gio's father, but Mas Azam is always a lot of reasons if I pray together. So that I worship with Gio more often.
After praying Isa. I went downstairs to dinner together. Of course with Gio because Gio's sleeping hours are nine o'clock.
I'm the one who thinks that Handan has gone home is actually wrong. Turns out Handan was still chatting with Meli and Janah. Those people are very happy for Ghibah business.
Including me who was the victim. Uh, not bad ghibah Handan just tell what happened in the cafe. Including me being slapped and crying did not escape from Handan's story.
"Hai Gio, here together with the new papah candidates." seloroh Handan who managed to make me, Meli, and Janah contact each other lyrics.
What I fear will happen. Handan's joke can't be braked.
#Nah loh Handan prepared there will be a war between this country mah.
Seriate....
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