It's Not Wrong Mother Contains

Turned to quiet

without feeling it, we arrived home,

my husband opened his son's shoes, and I, who saw him, just smiled,

I, ask my son, what was that lesson in school?? Still tired, he replied, Mom, look at yourself in the book..

Take a break, I prepare lunch, and then we, greedily, eat sustenance today, Alhamdulillah....

From yesterday's incident, I don't see my aunt anymore. Finally my prayer in Ijabah, I murmured. Eeh, just now my prayer in ijabah, accidentally, I saw my aunt through my boarding house.. But he's not what he used to be, he's just looking down, I don't know what he's thinking.

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Sachio, who plays in front of the house calls him, and invites my son, to play to his house.

I see it, can only say the tumben is good, hopefully, until forever Aaamin, I murmured in my heart.

The day changed, my aunt, who was usually a nyindir, finally changed a little, whether the angel nudged him until he changed like this. Usually, when he sees me, he immediately sets up a stance, to insinuate, but not this time, he just shuts up, maybe he thinks, that what he does, is not good. Well, hopefully, he's really changed.

Sachio, who is playing in his house today, has gone home, in his hand carrying a plastic, he asked what is it, son??

Vegetable ma,

who is loving??

Oma said..

Oooh, did you say the same oma??

Say imaksih.

Ooh, yes, then I took the plastic bag in his hand, then I told him to take a shower, because in a moment, it's time to teach. Then he rushed, entered the bathroom. It didn't take long, he went out, and changed his sturdy clothes, and was ready to go to school..

I said, 'wa'alaikum salam..

He walked away, leaving me, and his father. Then my husband said hopefully, he, so a good boy huh??

Aamiiin...

After my son left, I opened the plastic under my son, I, saw the vegetables, without notice, my tears fell, remembering my tantric bandages, but I was filled with this hatred. I pray in my heart, may this day and forever, all will be well..

Arriving, hp reads.. Phone call from brother. Who only told me, that he sent a little of his sustenance, to my son. Then I answered, immeasurably .and grateful to God. And my brother hung up..

My daydreams ran out, when someone called 'kj outside the house, it turned out that the wife of my uncle, who brought me, a little side dish, I received from his hand, not forgetting to be grateful..

I was surprised, the hell with the change in their attitude, towards my small family, after I reply their babbling, immediately they turned into good.I thought, maybe, I just kept quiet time yes, so they diggeljak, I thought, but if you realize how they turn out to be good huh.

Yes, it is, maybe it is time, they change, I can only say, Thank God, with the change in their attitude, towards my family, especially my husband..

I looked at my husband's face, smiling, apparently from before without me noticing, he also saw, all the events that had been missed...

Eeh, dear, tomorrow we go yuk??

Whereabouts?? What pake street??

Yes, walk, he said.

Haaaaaah, it is better not to walk, if the net, use the legs again.mending save energy, to pick up Sachio home from school, he also laughed apparently he wanted to tease me..

The day, which we went through, finally went with happiness, without insinuations, and insults again.....