
On the street it feels like my mind is really not focused, I think I should just go home to mom, just, our house is not how far just different sub-districts so it does not need to take long to get to the mother's house.
I took the time to stop and stop by the mosque first for Ashar prayers as I sent a message to Mas Imam saying goodbye that I stopped by my mother's house first to calm down however she was still my husband so I have permission with him I ordered to pick Ayesa up on time.
Too bad my son is really lacking attention now, ah forgive mother if mother so less take care of you, so less, grateful Ayesa is a very understanding and independent child may be the effect when we were a child we were used to living concerned so even though she is still 7 years old but she is more mature than her age.
At home my mother saw the door open a little but no one.
" Assalamu'alaikum"
"Wa'alaikumussalam"
I was shocked because it turns out my mother was sitting in a tree house above me, a few days ago this tree house did not exist, yet, my mother said Ayesa yesterday had told me if you want to have a tree house so the same father made this tree house.
They are very unfortunate with Ayesa, maybe tomorrow or the day after I will stay here with Ayesa.
"Here son you should try to get up here"
"After Asiyah's book put Asiyah's bag first inside"
It seems like the story above the tree house is quite fun.
"Ni buk was Asiyah stopped by to buy my mother's favorite martabak"
"Thank you son, do you always understand me, you're here alone son? tumben use the motor as well"
Seeing from the look on her face, it seems like mother has already put her suspicions on me.
I hugged my mother and cried.
I could no longer hold back my tears, because from my childhood my mother was always there and understood my condition.
"Cry, son, take out what you're supposed to get out, don't you pendam it will make you more hurt"
My tears became more and more of a hearing my mother say that.
"What do I do buk? how am I supposed to?
Once I feel better I tell you everything I've been through without adding or subtracting the slightest story.
I saw that mom looked shocked then took a breath and exhaled her, possibly inciting herself
"Bather where's buk?
"Your father went downstairs, son, a lot of people were working on harvesting our rice"
"Pardon Asiyah but it looks like Asiyah just wants a divorce from the Imam, let it be"
"Well, if only all the problems in the marriage could be finished with the word divorce, but the fact is not like that, I know it hurts so much if there is in your position at this time, but I'm sure you're a strong woman, son, I don't feel willing from the first life always sacrifice, forgive mom son, because your mother always bears the burden of the family, because your mother always bears the burden of the family, if the events of 10 years ago did not happen to mother and father maybe it will be easier now"
"You're a beautiful woman, smart, rich and insightful, think carefully what steps you should take, you can't help much,if if it is true that it cannot be maintained and the last option only through divorce can mother what son"
"Ah father why the hell even gave me the name Asiyah right now I'm really a wife of Fir'aun"
We laughed together, even though mother's answer was unsatisfactory but I was relieved to tell her, let me think about how to deal with them later, and like you said, if you have to get divorced, I'm very ready.
We came down from the tree house when the father came. After the father cleaned ourselves gathered in the family room, mother told everything I experienced to the father, the father did not immediately answer, maybe still think.
Tok tok tok tok
Suddenly someone knocked on the door, I thought my brother had just come home from work, but why did the boy come home with all the doors.
As soon as I opened the door, how shocked I was, I could not believe that the old man of Imam had stood in front of me.
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