REMORSEFULLY

Finished

The definition of happiness is not measured in any way but the happiness of a simple soul and the togetherness of the family is the real happiness.

Sometimes God gives us pain, disappointment before we get real happiness. Indeed, we will not feel the beauty of happiness if we never experience the pain and disappointment.

During the household with my second husband, Rayhan. Only happiness I feel, no tears of sadness only tears of happiness.

Days change Sunday, Sunday changes months and even Months change Year Rafa has also studied at the best University in the city. And he was declared a medical graduate.

And so do my other children. They all grow up to be healthy and loving children.

Every time my husband went out of town I always went with him. Because the children can also live with Bi Rahmi. This is only once a month and only two or three days.

While Mas Rasya and Hana did not have children.We still maintain a good relationship because how there is Rafa our two children.

Keeping a grudge is also not good will only harm yourself. Moreover, I already have a substitute who loves and spoils me very much.

Today is the wedding of one of my husband's hotel employees.

"Are you ready, honey?" Said my husband.

"Bentar "I said.

"I'm waiting downstairs, right?" Say again.

Without replying to her she immediately went downstairs waiting for me downstairs.

Actually Rayhan told me to go to the salon but I prefer my own makeup with a tutorial on YouTube.

When I finished I looked at my face in the mirror.

"Perfects." Gumanku smiled.

I am satisfied with the hand scratches myself. Natural makeup coupled with a dress used in maroon color with a matching hijab. My husband wears maroon colored batik too.

I went down to see my husband who was tired of waiting for me.

'Sorry for waiting for you." Cengengesan.

Rayhan just looked at me from head to toe.

"Wow..beautiful wife.' His word.

"Seriously? My make up isn't a blow, is it?" I'm a little incredulous.

"Very pretty." He said again, raising his thumb at me.

In the car we never kept talking.

"Serious make up I'm not tacky huh?" I said again feeling worried. I'm afraid my husband just wants to please my heart.

"Very good even.. it is I who feel the old path with you." Said chuckling.

"The numbers don't have to be that big." I punched his arm slowly.

After thirty minutes of Rayhan driving we finally arrived at the wedding.

The night passed and the morning greeted. It happened to be Sunday so we chose to stay home.

The kids were playing ball next to the house. We formed two teams. Rafa, Fadhiyah and Fadhilah became one team. Farha, Farhan, and Fadhil were also a team. They play ball together. Their boisterous voice and screams when scoring goals seem to be heard in one complex.

Rayhan and I sat on a bench watching them play.

For a while the twin teams won because Fadhiyah and Fadhilah origin kick the ball anywhere. Sometimes the two boys put the ball into their own net. While jumping and shouting goals. So Rafa is like a five-man opponent.

Rayhan and I chuckled at their mess.

"It doesn't feel like our kids are grown up." Said my husband.

"Yes, I also did not expect to have many children." I chuckle.

"Thanks, baby?" Said my husband again.

"For???" I stared at.

"Because you have given birth to my children, they are indeed priceless treasures." Said again.

"It is precisely me who is grateful who is willing to accept me, loves me without limits." I caressed her cheek.

He held my hand and kissed me softly.

"May we continue like this, dear.given health and long life to see our children succeed." His word.

"We'll age together and see them succeed ." Said added.

There is no greater happiness as a parent than to see our children grow up healthy and achieve success. If as children are happy when they become successful, then parents are also happy. His happiness is no longer success for him, but seeing the success of his son.

NB. The story of Hana and Rasya will be told in a bonus chapter. Rafa and Adhima will be in the new title.

Thanks to the readers who read my first work. Although there are still many shortcomings. 🙏🙏