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"What is this mommy?" Ask Am who is watching the mother's drink.

"Ginger water Am. Am I gonna try?" Ask her while thrusting the turbid colored glass. As fast as lightning Am shook his head while squeezing his nose. He does not like the aroma of ginger that is so thick.

"Mak Shafa is still sick? How from these few days drink ginger water continuously?" Tanya bi Lastri who accidentally heard the chatter of mother and child at the dining table.

"No bi, I just want to keep the sound quality so as not to hoarse" replied Shafa.

After they finished taking care of their children's lunch and put them to bed. Shafa moved to the second floor of his house. On the second floor there are 4 rooms. 2 of them are bedrooms, and 2 more are Rayyan workspace which has a mini library in it and one song is Shafa's mini studio. Where in it there are musical instruments, painting tools, and everything smells of art. Shafa used to use this place to entertain himself. Vanishing his sadness and emotions through verse by song.

Since a few days ago Shafa thought to utilize social media that he has as a producer of rupiah coffers as he had before marrying Rayyan first. Instagram, check, youtube check, facebook check. Ah, the three social media seems to be enough for the initial step. In just over a week, Instagram has thousands of followers. The new account with the name @ShafaAzura is indeed familiar. However, this is a new account kl no more vulgar images and open-open himself like his old account.

Next he checked back the youtube channel that a few months ago had gone viral with several songs that he recycle kmbali. All thanks to Yolanda who helped him channel the hobbi as well as a place to vent his gala feelings while waiting for Rayyan's return.

Shafa scrolls comments and requests on his YouTube channel. The video he uploaded a few months ago has been watched by more than 1 million viewers. This certainly provides new benefits for Shafa. Not a few of his followers asked to be shown the real face of the Zizi account owner.

"I collect money from here aja first yes, it's just made capital for clothes production" muttered Shafa while writing his plan in a book planner. Make no mistake, in an era that is all digital as it is today, being a youtuber can produce rupiahs that are far greater than the salary of a state civil apparatus. Many people suddenly become billionaires just because they upload content that is considered interesting. However, this still cannot be made as a permanent job. Because times will change, times will change so quickly.

Shafa directs his camera to take the angel from the side so that only the body of the smaping part is visible. He has chosen some songs that he will recycle that are currently viral among them is a song called "Aisyah Istri Rasulloh". It was the first song he would sing.

After nearly two hours of Shafa recording in the room on the second floor of his room, he immediately sent the video to his best friend Amel. Amel's girlfriend is a powerful editor who is able to make ordinary videos extraordinary.

"Lo sure Fa? What if Rayyan's mad?" Ask Amel from behind the phone. After receiving a raw video from Shafa, Amel immediately called his best friend.

"Surely Mel, Mas Ray will not know. Please Mel, you know my condition now. I can't wait to see Ray fight alone. On the other hand I did not make something that violates the religious norms of Mel" Shafa said, hoping his best friend would help him.

"okay.oke. But is it not better in the discussion first the same sir Rayyan Fa. Let there be no misunderstanding later" said Amel gave advice.

"No need Mel, Ray had too many thoughts. I don't want him stressed and sick, besides I also don't intend to be a mel artist. I only look for subscribers who like my voice. I'm not going to nongolin my face Mel" replied Shafa.

"Yes, hand over. I'll let you know it's finished"

"Thank you aunty Amel is beautiful" Praise Shafa before ending the call.

The face of sumringah Shafa who had just come out of his art room turned into pias when he heard the cries of his children on the ground floor. He immediately ran down the stairs and found Rayyan who had just come home and tried to calm her two children.

Rayyan looked at Shafa with a questioning look. He did not usually leave Am and Zizi to cry like that.

"Mommy's kids why?" Shafa immediately approached his two children who were still sitting on the floor. He may be too focused on the recording to forget his children who are sleeping in the room.

"Mommy wits" Shouted Zizi while rejecting her mommy. He chose to take his father's hand as well as Am. The two are now in Rayyan's arms still wearing a jacket.

"Cups... Cup. Father's children should not crybaby yes" said Rayyan while rubbing the heads of his two children.

"Where are you from? Bi Lastri from earlier nyariin. Children cry until they tremble, can't they hear?" Rayyan looked at Shafa with a sharp look. There was a feeling of annoyance lingering in his heart. She had just returned home from work, tired and had to face her two children who were crying hysterically on the floor.

"Sorry, Mas. I was upstairs, the room above was soundproof, so don't listen" he said as he grabbed the bag on Rayyan's shoulder.

"Next time don't leave them alone" said Rayyan, who was nodding by Shafa.

As if forgetting her anger at her mother this afternoon. Tonight Am and Zifara whine at the mother to go to the time zone. For a long time they did not spend time playing outside. In addition to the thinning finances, Rayyan's busyness is increasing. Instead of not accepting the offer of teaching evening classes, various offers fill classes online. As long as it keeps him at home, Shafa is fine. Like tonight, Rayyan was busy with her laptop and earphones to deliver the material, in the corner of the room. While his two children were struggling to walk.

"Come mommy... Atu want to matan ice klim tama shower ball mommy" Am continues to pull Shafa's arm which is also busy with gadgednya.

"Yes mommy... Acu uga" Rengek Zifara's.

"Am, Zizi! Look, I'm still busy. Later, if it is not busy anymore" persuaded Shafa.

"Am let go of his embrace to his mother but soon Shafa pulled her arm when he knew she was coming towards him.

"Father work! Don't be gangly!" Shafa reminded. Suddenly it made the 3-and-a-half-year-old boy's eyes glaze over, and the sound of his crying broke in the room.

Am cried for a long time until his father came to him.

"Dad's son why else?" Tanya who immediately took over Am from her mommy sling.

"That's going to take a bath of daddy ball, Mau matan ice klim cama cake too. Yes tan Zi?" The lyrics have sag sister who nodded.

"Yes, after the prayer isya we go, huh?" Rayyan's words made the expression of Am's wajam change instantly.

"Ye," she cried with excitement. Shafa can only sigh to see Rayyan confirming Am's request. At the end of the month the financial condition is thinning, not to mention when out with his children there is no way they do not buy something. Bakery subscriptions of their goods certainly wanjib in come and once ordered the favorite cake of his children, can be for 1 gram of gold. Tell him that he's become the mother-mak of reckoning now. Well, the conditions that forced him to do that.Ah, it feels like Shafa regrets getting his children used to classy jajana.

"The unexpected Rizki from where, if during the night mas continue to work" Inner Shafa, after seeing the sender is one of the famous campus names. Guess what, it's the pay to fill some online classes.

"Oh my God, very bad. I want to get out of this situation" he complained in his heart. He was getting tired of all this.

As promised, right after Salat isya, Shafa and his three children left home to one of the shopping centers, in order to fulfill the wishes of Am and Zifara.

This time Shafa just silently watched Am and Zifara who were busy playing while Rayyan played another game with Zafran. Like there was no burden on her husband's handsome face.

"Am I the one who mostly thinks?" Shafa approached his two children who looked tired of playing.

"She's mommy!" Said Am while holding his throat.

"That's daddy, Am call daddy huh? We're looking for a drink" he said as he pointed at Rayyan who was busy playing shootouts with the eldest.

Like Am's wishes, they are now in an ice cream shop that sells a variety of ice cream with flavor variants. The children looked happy, they chattered at length butapa stop. Unknowingly their togetherness became the attention of two pairs of eyes that were also in that place.

"Excuse me?" Speak a soft voice that some time ago noticed the small family.

"Yes?" Rayyan turned her head, finding two young girls who seemed to be smiling shyly at her.

"Is this true, Rayyan, huh?" Tanya is one of them.

"Yes right, what's wrong?"

"We were the father's students, who had attended the online lecture" one of them explained.

"Oh, so" Rayyan just smiled kindly at them. Maybe it's just the students who want to say hello to the lecturer.

"Dad, tata is nothing? How come you saw dad run?" Ketus Am's. He did not like his father was seen for too long by people he did not know.

"That's my sister's school" Rayyan said as she pulled Am in her lap.

"These are the fathers' sons? It's cute" he said.

"Alhamdulillah. There's another one, there it is" Rayyan pointed Zifara who was following Shafa to the cashier's desk.

"Father's wife?" Again they asked without awkwardness.

"Yes,"

"Hallo ma'am, we're Rayyan's students" he said, nodding politely, who was also given a friendly nod by Shafa.

"Oh yes sir, can we take photos together sir? Make mementos" said the one-pointed girl shyly.

Rayyan glanced at Shafa, timid that the woman was jealous or angry. But it seems like tonight he is acting relaxed.

"Oh yes please. Mas, taught the photo is silent" Shafa nudged Rayyan's leg which did not give a response.

"Oh, yes, please" replied Rayyan awkwardly.

"Mother too" said one of them who turned to Shafa who was busy with his social media.

"Sama Zizi, yes, this is my photocopyan" Shafa said as he placed Zifara in his lap with Am.

They happily took some pictures with Rayyan and her children.

"Thank you sir, ma'am" said the two after getting a picture with their lecturer.

"Together"

The two students returned to their table feeling happy. Rarely they can take photos with the lecturer plus with their children who are very adorable.

Soon both of them uploaded the photos to his social media which immediately got a lot of responses.

Workings..Workings... Workings

Sorry for waiting for an update.... Author a few weeks ago busy working values and take care of report card anak2, this is a priority because the state salary jd g can be males2an... 😀 Thanks for waiting😘😘😘