MY MAID

AYESA DIARY

Arriving in front of the house I intend to ride Ayesa, but it turns out Ayesa even woke up maybe she felt that she had reached home.

"Mother Yesa is hungry Bun"

" So, Ayesa hasn't eaten my son yet"

"Budhe Ris was home Bun no one cooked, Dad's cooking is not good Mother, Yesa ate just a little. If Yesa wants fried rice Mother will not masakin"

"Of course, dear dong, you wait here Mother wants to cook first well"

I went straight to the kitchen without saying hello to Mas Imam at all.

Intention will immediately make Yesa fried rice too outrageous once Mas Imam let Ayesa hungry. I looked at the food on the table there was a stir-fry that tastes a little strange and fried chicken that was burnt, it was fitting that Ayesa would not eat it my mind, and the most annoying thing is just cooking 2 menus that the kitchen really looks like a broken ship.

Once Ayesa was ready to eat so voraciously, it seemed like she was indeed really hungry.

"Feel Mother is the most top, thank you Bun, oh yes mother Yesa sleep yes Bun, just tonight."

"definitely dear, Mother is also already missing bobbing with Ayesa, let's go to the room."

Mas Imam seemed to look upset because of the earlier dikeki, especially Ayesa asked me to accompany sleeping fitting once I so there is no need for a reason to avoid sleeping with Mas Imam.

It did not take long Ayesa went to sleep immediately after memorizing the short letter, from the first before going to bed I used to memorize it first.

I pecked her forehead for a long time I really felt guilty with Ayesa I covered her and I intended to sleep next to her.

But before going to bed somehow I was interested to see a small pink book on Ayesa's study table.

The front cover is written on Yesa's diary with flowers around it.

Ah my son is getting smarter now, the contents are funny - funny, he writes his daily activities with his writing that has not been much but, he wrote, until in the middle of the book I intend to close it but at a glance I read about Father and Mother I finally read the details of the book.

"Inari you know I'm no longer sad because I don't have any friends. Mommy cries a lot now and Dad goes a lot, so I'm just a toy doll and often accompanied by Budhe Ris.

Diari I do not understand the meaning of divorce how, I did not accidentally hear Mommy and Dad talk about divorce but said Intan his parents divorced and Intan lived with his mother, his mother, intan said the divorce was Dad and his mother did not have one more house.

I came to say the same Intan if sometimes the same father sometimes the mother also divorced sometimes not so divorced.right said Intan her parents divorced it turns out not good.

But the word Intan means not divorced if the divorce is not one house forever.

Diari I'm so afraid don't father the same mother want a divorce.

Ahaa I have an idea later I help explain it to Mommy if Daddy holds Mbak Rumi because it helps Mbak Rumi whose legs are sick so that Mother and Father do not become divorced.

I closed Ayesa's book in tears. The 7-year-old girl was still plain.

This is what often worries me. Because he felt all this time his family was very happy where always the three with his father so if you have to separate from one of them he would be very sad.

Until now I still think about what kind of way is right to convey it to Ayesa.

I still have a hard time sleeping and intend to see the priest.

Luckily the Imam was still sitting at the front of the television, I was sitting next to him and he seemed to be sparkling with pleasure.

"Mas can I ask you a favor?

"What help deck mas will definitely help while mas able"

"Please help give the right explanation to Ayesa, I'm sorry Mas but I can't do it, I can't stand it anymore.

We started this household well and I beg you to agree that we also ended our household well"

Mas Imam was still silent he looked very surprised by my words just now.