My Mom Dear My Mom is Poor

Chapters 10

"Well, that's right, you know. So you have to take a shower, just hug, huh?"

Finally, thanks to Hasna's explanation that was so wise in giving understanding to Melati, Melati was able to smile back and nod obediently.

"It's a smart mom's son." Husna also widened his smile while rubbing the tip of Melati's head.

But shortly after, Husna suddenly felt nausea until he threw up just like that on the ground.

"wwwekk." Yellow liquid just came out without being able to hold it.

Husna previously only ate yellow yam boiled, so it is only natural that the one he vomited was yellow.

"Mom, mother why? Is she sick?" Asked Jasmine innocently.

Not wanting to make his family worried, Husna also immediately hoarded his vomit with soil.

"No dear, I'm fine hehehe." Husna smiled back as she looked at her son.

After a while, Aryo was seen coming back out of the house in a state of bathing and changing clothes.

"Where are you going, man?" Ask Husna for a moment.

"You go to the pendopo." Answer's short.

"Ta, but mas, you just got home."

"Why did I just come home? Do I have to keep crouching in this boring house?" Ketus Aryo who began to raise her tone.

"Not so mas, at least play a little with Melati mas."

"No need, haven't you given all your time to her? Is that still not enough?"

Hearing that, making Husna immediately speechless, with a sad face she could only look at her husband's face and began to feel guilty because without her knowing, she had ignored her obligations as a wife.

"I'm sorry, sorry I've been ignoring all this time, I promise I'll change." Husna said as she began to approach Aryo and wanted to hold his hand.

But the hand was immediately tepis by Aryo,

"Ah is already! I'm leaving now. Joko and the others have been waiting for me ever since at the pendopo." Said Aryo flatly who then immediately left just like that.

Husna was again only able to be silent and continued to look pilar towards the husband who had walked quite far, as well as Melati, at that time he could only be stunned, he could only be dumbfounded, looking at his father who was increasingly indifferent to him. Not wanting to make Melati sad, Husna immediately changed the look of her sad face to be cheerful again as before.

"Oh yeah, let's play again." Husna said to Melati.

But at that moment Melati immediately shook her head as a sign that she did not want to play anymore. Melati who became sad to see the indifference of her father finally chose to enter their wooden house without saying a word.

Seeing that, again and again made Husna's heart broken, because for Husna, it was, there is nothing more painful than seeing her son grieving, especially when it comes to her husband's attitude that there is absolutely no more tenderness and attention to them. But when Husna began to rise and wanted to catch up with Melati, the nausea came back until the second time Husna had to vomit on the ground. Husna quickly returned to cover the vomit with soil so that Melati did not see it again.

"Oh my god, why am I?" Husna asked alone as she began to wipe the sweat that began to drip from her forehead.

A few days later...

"What?!" Husna's eyes were instantly wide.

Husna was surprised not kepalang, he immediately glanced towards Melati who was sitting not far from him. Whether she should feel happy or sad she did not know, because what was in her mind at that time was Melati was still very small, plus the attitude of her husband who returned indifferent, because, made him a little anxious until he was again imagined by the events in his first pregnancy.

Husna, who at that time led Melati's hand, continued to walk lethargic towards their home, at that time his mind began to branch like a lush tree. Before long the soft voice of his little daughter was suddenly awakened from the daydream.

"Mother, does that mean Mel will have a sister?" Ask Melati so innocently.

The question immediately stopped Husna's steps, he began to stare fixedly at Melati's face, and then began to kneel before her and say,

"If so, will Melati be happy?" Husna asked back while gently rubbing her daughter's hair.

"Mel happy mother, especially if her sister hehehe of course Mel will be very happy because later have friends to play dolls." Lugu's answer.

Husna just smiled softly, he stood up again and chose to continue the journey because it was getting late.

"Yes, we will discuss yes, we walk again yes, I'm afraid we will reach home later."

Melati also just nodded obediently and finally they continued their journey. Along the way Melati continues to sing songs that she likes, Husna who hears it can only smile and sometimes she chooses to sing along with her son. Until without feeling their arrival at home, when it turned out Aryo had first returned home.

"Mas is home?" Ask Husna with a smile.

"Where have you guys been?! I've waited long enough and now I'm so hungry." Ketus Aryo who immediately looked cynically towards Husna.

"I'm sorry, my. All right, I'll get you some food ready soon." Husna put down her bag and rushed to the kitchen.

"Dad, while waiting for mom to cook, let's play." Melati also approached her father and sat on my side with her pot.

"Dad's very tired." Answer Aryo flat.

"Dad.. Let's play, let's play, let's play daddy..." Whiney Melati again.

"Don't now, I'm tired and hungry!"

"Let's go. Let's play for a minute, Dad." Melati also continues to whine while continuing to move her body.

But it was not to make Aryo's heart melt, he actually felt more upset to make him yell at Melati.

"I said no yes no!" Aryo Jerky.

Melati was surprised and so frightened, he who was originally sitting on his father's seat, was now immediately aghast.

Husna, who heard her daughter snapped, made her quickly step out of the kitchen while carrying with her a bowl of new noodle soup in her cooking.

"What's up? Why are you yelling at him?" Husna asked, wrinkling her forehead.

...Seriate......