My Love is Wrong

I'm sorry I ignored you so often

I went to look for Pipin to his brother's house, which was not far from our house.

I was sick and my head was so heavy that it finally healed instantly. I searched Pipin for his brother and close friends, but I couldn't find him.

I sit limp on the side of the road.

I feel guilty. I hurt my wife. I made my house a mess. My kids blame me, and now my wife hates me.

It's getting dark. I haven't found my wife yet. I called Rahma to ask her if her mother had come home or not. But Pipin did not come home.

"Where did you go Pin." My inner. I don't feel like I'm crying.

Suddenly my son Rahma called.

"Pa... Mom has found. Now I'm at home Aama adek ne. Papa's back." Rahma.

"Ooh yes Dek. Papa's coming home now. Deck, please make me a warm sweet tea mother. Watch mom. It's Papa back home." I said.

"Yes Pa. Be careful on Pa's road."

I went straight home. After about 20 minutes, I finally got home.

I immediately looked for my wife. I saw my wife looking shabby in a mess. I immediately hugged my wife.

"Sorry Papa, Mom... Papa's guilty. Papa dah nyakinin mom. Sorry Papa." I said while crying.

I am very sad to see my wife. I feel guilty.

Pippin was crying in my arms.

"Sorry mom, Pa... I realized that I had a lot of shortcomings so Papa turned away from me. I often ignore Papa. Sorry I'm ya." Pipin said softly and regretfully.

"Mother where was that? Papa's worried. Papa's looking everywhere don't meet."I said while peeping at my wife's forehead.

Pipin looked at me in search of the earnestness of my words.

"Mother just follow where this leg will take mother away. Until Rahma found her mother. Pa, sorry mom... Mother is much wrong Papa, mother never pay attention to Papa. Mothers are lulled in love with Papa until the mother often does not pay attention to ma Papa, even the mother often ignores Papa.Mafin the mother yaa..." Pipin said while kissing my hand.

I hugged my wife who was crying. I love and love my wife, no matter what and how my wife treats me, I have made clear. I sincerely accept it.

But I love Ara not because of my wife's unfavorable attitude and treatment, but because this love has existed long before that has never been lost from a special place in my heart. "You don't understand my love for Ara Pin..."Bathink.

I took a long breath. I still hug my wife Pipin. I calmed him who was still crying.

"Here Mom, now I stop crying ya, now mom take a bath first, Papa can't stand it mother's smell, smell youuu." I said while teasing my wife.

Pipin instantly pouted spoiled.

"Dad Dad... That mother doesn't smell, that's Papa. Iii Papa ngeselin." Pipin.

I hugged my wife and kissed her hair.

"It doesn't smell. Let it stink, Papa, love me." I said as I hugged my wife and rubbed her back.

Pipin smiled and I saw my children smiling too.

" Us ah, Papa stinks. I'm gonna take a shower first." My wife said as she moved and went to the bathroom.

I smiled and was relieved, finally the atmosphere of my family returned to harmony.