
My name is Sumirah but in this complex where I live people do not know my real name, they only know my name is Mira.
I have 3 children, the first Ima she is widowed and come home with me the second Imam my son is most proud of and the last Rini who is currently in college.
My life used to be ordinary, I used to feel tired of living in a fit state, and it seemed like God heard and granted my prayers.
The priest that I originally hated so much has changed.
How not? The priest who had spent a patch of my rice field for the end of his tuition fee was just so unemployed, when his mother really needed money he could not even afford to give me 10 thousand items, only, I just want him to be a filial son who returns his parents' favor.
And in the end I kept him quiet for some time, just let him realize how it was supposed to be a child.
But one day he suddenly came to bring me and his sister by him, also gave me money.
I am of course glad my son started to remember me, he said he had started to have a business, at that time he was working and his wife was selling donuts, the salary from his work was all sent to me ah glad my heart.
But it only lasted a few months.
The priest does not feel at home to work, he said his salary is only a little while the salary of 2.5 million in my opinion is quite large right, I am so wary of himself afraid that it has not been rationed again on the need more and more, I think, Rini's Junior High School will also soon be holding a tour.
But luckily Imam said he would still give me money, he said he would cooperate with his wife.
Ah I don't care where she gets the money that matters in still routinely caring about this mother who gave birth and raised her.
But sometimes the Imam asked to leave his daughter goods a day because they were many orders and Ayesa no one to guard, he said, I told him that I was old enough I could no longer run after the active child.
Yes I am right, no, there is a priest who has a cook child entrusted by people. Maybe Ayesa was finally tipped to my besan house, I don't know I don't want to take a headache.
I'm actually not sure what their clear efforts are every month to send me money and provide for our family.
Even when Ima divorced her husband her fate was lost and Imam's illness also helped the operation and sufficient life.
I told him once that the roof of the house was leaking here and there and the house needed to be renovated he actually woke up a new house where I live now. This Imam is indeed a child to be proud of.
His wife is also very good to me and my family, I know she also has a successful cake business and often gives money and helps our economy.
My mantuku is besides beautiful she is also good at making money even for the tuition fees Rinipun assisted Asiyah.
About a year ago I was shocked when the Imam came home with the woman who had been dragged by Ima, and claimed they had married Siri.
I was of course shocked not to think, I wanted to scold and not condone but I was afraid that the Imam would stop the monthly rations for my family, so yes I have the blessing of their relationship.
They even stayed at my house a lot, I liked Rumi quite a bit because she was good at cooking and taking care of the house,
Less what else my life, have 2 daughters-in-law who one smart looking for money that one smart home affairs.
I just spent my old days doing it, it was appropriate for them to do this to me because I was the mother of their husband who had given birth and raised the Imam.
Without me a priest would not be like this, right?
They must also be aware that a man's paradise is on his mother's feet, which must be a man also must be responsible to his mother.