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People say the first 5 years of household travel are vulnerable years . Same with my house. In this second year I felt a significant change in myself dzaky.

He seemed to create a distance between us, he was rarely at home, returning from late night caffe. He also rarely replies to my messages, not infrequently he rejects my calls.

At first I thought because he was busy with his work, but the more the suspicion in my heart the greater, my feelings will happen something in my household gets stronger.

But I'm still trying to think positively, I'm removing all suspicions that haunt me.

This morning I woke up at 03.00 I realized my body facing the Khalik, I asked for goodness in my household. I leave all fate to the destiny maker, I will reveal everything that will happen. Because I'm sure the ones above know what's good for my needs.

"My wife." called her when I was busy making breakfast.

"Yes, um."

"Today I went to Jakarta, there was a little problem in the cafe branch there."

"Oh, how many days are there?"

"For a week, you don't have to, do I stay?"

"Yes, just relax. Then there's hito nemenin, hehehe."

"Well, please prepare the clothes that I will bring!"

"Yes, um."

"I love you."

"I love you too, my husband."

He leaves, at 10:00. I'm not sure if he went to Jakarta, I don't know but I caught a spark of lies in his eyes. I hope it's just my curiosity.

Ting tong ting keg

"Mama." I said when I saw who was coming.

"Asallammu'alaikum my daughter."

"Wa'alaikumsallam's chat. Let's go in ma."

"Dzaky where's son?" Ask my mother-in-law.

"Mas dzaky just left for Jakarta."

"Oh, where's hito?"

"Hito in my room, I asked him to do PR, the situation will run out dzuhur I want monthly shopping."

"Asik, mommy's coming."

"Ngga, but tomorrow it's with your father."

"O. Mama's eating?"

"It's on the train."

"Ma I'm drying ya first."

"Dear, my mom rest in the room."

I also finished all my homework, after which I checked several messages from my customers who ordered some items. I also prepared an order ready to be sent, after I was ready to cross into the building in front of my house . Delivery service building, I've subscribed there because the sender is on time.

"Hito?"

"Mama, my PR is done please check first."

"New mom wants nanya, uh it's nongol."

"This ma, please check it out."

I checked his PR, he's not a stupid kid but not a genius kid. He is a mediocre child, so sometimes there are some things that are wrong and need to be corrected.

"Honey, there are two wrong numbers . No 5 and no 8, please count again carefully."

"Huft, yes ma." He answered while watching his lips moving forward.

"Don't pout dong later his handsome is gone, hehehe."

He started fixing his PR. I watched him while sitting on the edge of his bed .

"Well, this is all right. Mama's smart son."

I kissed her cheeks like a bakpao. "Now hito will get a reward."

"What gift is ma?"

"A plate of fruit salad, you want nothing?"

"You want to. Mama's the best, hehehe."

"Remove the salad, then wash his face, change your clothes with this (put clothes on the bed)."

"Ready boss."

"Yes, my mom came down and packed the order again."

"Okay, my beautiful mother."