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Time passed quickly, days changed by weeks. A week ago, our last meeting.

After making a payment of one hundred and fifty million for Bu Aminah's house, the next day we immediately moved from my uncle's house to our new home.

Earlier, I asked my uncle and aunt to keep our address to the Izal bang a secret. My daughter Syakira has started school at SD Negeri Sadabuan, I drove her to her school on foot, because the distance is not too far from our home.

After driving her, then to the market for shopping for kitchen needs and for my sale in front of our house, even if only a small shop, for food, I try to complement my sales so that many buyers are interested in buying my sales at affordable prices.

That is, we passed our days without the Izal bang, because I also did not want to know or care anymore about him. Since that day, I've changed my cell phone number so that he can't interfere with my life and my children's.

We also often visited my uncle's house, sometimes we stayed at his house.

Today, my uncle and I are already at the State Religious Court, which is in the City of Wipirok.

After filing for divorce against my husband, we went to visit my uncle who lives in the village of Simaninggir, Sipirok. Meanwhile, my uncle went straight back to Sidwomen, because there was important business to be done.

" Assalamualaikum", I said, knocking on my uncle's door.

" W alaikum greetings", said my aunt as she opened the door of her house.

" Have you been saying this for a long time, son?, let's go in", said my aunt with a smile.

" We're done with Bi's lawsuit" I said as I sat in the guest seat.

" Thankfully then, may Allah make things easier for you, son, the important thing is that Ani should stay upbeat and positive" he said with a smile on me.

" Yes Bi, Inshaa Allah" I said with a smile on her face.

" Where's uncle Bi?", I asked.

" Your uncle still teaches at school" he replied.

" I bought fried food earlier bi, across the street just want to come here" I said as I passed to the kitchen to pick up the dishes.

I put the fried food on the plate and took it to the living room.

" Ayi Bi, we eat, delicious you know the fried, let alone dicocol cayenne sauce, maantaap", said me while eating the fish.

" Is Ani staying over?", he asked.

" Ga Bi, because Syakira is in school, I'm not good, if I constantly bother Uncle and Aunt to take care of Syakira" I said with a smile on her face.

" When it's a holiday, you come here" he said, smiling at me.

" Insha Allah ya Bi, if the school holidays later, we will visit here" I said while eating fried food on the plate.

After chatting for two hours while eating a fried snack. I entrust Habib to my Aunt, so that I can pray Qashar Dzuhur and Ashar, for fear of nyampe kesorean at home.

After I finished praying, I decided to go back to Sidwomen. Because the day is getting cloudy, which indicates it will rain.

I rushed to the edge of the highway to take a minibus to Sidwuan who happened to be passing at medium speed.

I shouted for the minibus driver to stop the minibus. After we sat down quietly, the driver took off his minibus.

Three hours later, we arrived at the minibus counter in Sidwomen. We arrived late in Sidwahan, because there was an accident in the Aek Milas area, so the minibus we were riding had a traffic jam quite severe.

After getting off the minibus, we took a motorcycle rickshaw to my uncle's house to pick up my daughter Syakira.

" Assalamualaikum", I said, knocking on my uncle's door.

" Wa alaikum salam" said my aunt.

" How long ago, son, did something happen on the road, so you are late, usually the journey from Sipirok to Sidemuan no later than two hours" said my aunt.

" Yes Bi, there was an accident on the highway Aek Milas area, so we were stuck in traffic, finally we nyampe Sidwahan kesorean gini Bi, Ooh yes, where is Syakira Bi?", I asked.

" He fell asleep in the back room, from then on you kept nanyain" he said.

" Yes Bi, I had stopped at my uncle's house in Sipirok, chatted for a while, and I just came back here" I explained.

" What about your divorce, it's done?" asked my aunt.

"Alhamdulillah already Bi, fortunately Uncle had an acquaintance of lawyers in the religious court office, so that our business was quickly completed, but I do not know the date of the trial when Bi" said I explained.

" Maybe there will be a notice" said my aunt.

" We thought Bi, Syakira is still sleeping, and now it's raining, it's raining" I said with a smile on her face.

" Yes, you guys just think, Auntie is also happy you guys often stay here, let's go" said my aunt.

Before the adzan magrib reverberated, I woke my daughter Syakira to take a bath

I bathed my son Habib.

After the bath, they played with my uncle's son. After the adzan magrib, we prayed alternately. After that, we had dinner together.

The next day, after the morning prayers and breakfast, we returned to our house in Sadabuan, because today, my daughter Syakira will leave for school as usual, and I will sell again.

Today, I intend to check my account balance, because I have taken a lot of my savings to buy a house, a little home renovation, to be more fresh, business capital to sell groceries, and my daughter Syakira's tuition.

After taking my daughter Syakira to school, I rushed to the traditional market for kitchen shopping and sales by riding a motorcycle rickshaw.

If my account balance is still a lot, I intend to buy a motorcycle matic as my transportation to take my son to school and for shopping, in order to save expenses, he said, time and not too tired to walk here and there.

I pulled out ten million in my savings and put it in my wallet, because I still have five million dollars left in my wallet.

Later in the day, I will go to the motorcycle showroom to buy a suitable matic motorcycle for me, I said in my heart while keeping my ATM card in my wallet.

After coming out of the ATM room, I rushed to the grocery store where I was shopping to pick up my groceries while holding my kind-hearted son Habib, never fussing, maybe he knew, he said, her mother is struggling to survive in this world, I said in my heart.

I called the motorbike rickshaw driver who was riding on the edge of the market. Finished arranging my groceries into a motorcycle rickshaw, I also sat in a motorcycle rickshaw.

On the way home, we passed a newly opened motorcycle showroom and again a promotion.

The banner says the first customer today received a surprise gift.

I was interested to see him and told the motorbike rickshaw driver to drive his pedicab to the showroom.

You know that mothers yes guys, like the same free one, I said in my heart while walking towards the motorcycle showroom.

" Good morning ma'am", said the receptionist.

" Good morning too", I said with a smile on my face.

" Who do you plan to buy a motorcycle?" asked the salesman.

" The plan is I want to buy a matic motorcycle for my daily transportation" I said again.

" Mommy wants which one please choose and the price list is listed in front of the motorcycle" said the salesman.

" I just said yes, that's what's on the banner, really what's the ga, he said there was a surprise gift for the first customer today?", I asked.

" Yes ma'am, that's right, it just so happens that mom is our first customer for today" she said with a smile.

" I choose a motorbike matic red color combination of black that's aja yes" I said while pointing at the motorcycle I want.

" Ooh.. yes Ma'am, the price is as good as a million rupiah yes Bu, the payment is cash or via bank transfer?", he asked.

" Cash aja", I said as I walked to the cashier's desk.

After paying the motorcycle bill, and I gave them my full address, so they could deliver it directly to our house.

" Thank you mom for her participation, and congratulations to mom, getting a surprise gift of a washing machine to help ease the housework of everyday moms" said her salesman.

" Thank God, thank you sir for the gift, later all delivered to my house, sir", I said with a smile on my face.

" Yes Ma'am, for the full letters, we will bring ya ma'am, please save the receipt of the motorcycle payment" said the cashier.

" Yes, thank you very much deck", I said to them, because I felt so old that I had to call them son, I said with a smile on my heart.

After that, I rushed to the motorcycle rickshaw that was still waiting for me faithfully, even though the day began to go.

" I'm sorry sir, driver, later nungguny, ntar the fare I added ten thousand more yes sir", I said with a smile.

A few minutes later, we arrived in front of our house. After paying the rickshaw fare, the rickshaw driver helped me to get my groceries into our house, after which, he immediately went to continue his job looking for customers.

I lowered my sleeping son in my arms onto our bed.

I put her body down slowly, so as not to wake up. After that, I began to arrange my groceries according to their place.

I cleaned the house slowly, so as not to make a loud noise.

After cleaning, I cleaned my body.

After that, I cooked food for us for lunch and dinner.

I saw a clock on the wall showing at eleven o'clock. I rushed to our bedroom to carry my son, because I had to go to my daughter Syakira's school to pick him up.

A few minutes later, I arrived in front of my daughter Syakira's school. As I sat in the chair near the school gate, the sound of the school bell rang indicating that the class hour was over.

I saw my daughter Syakira running towards where I was sitting.

" Be careful, boy, don't run" I told him half-screaming.

He walked slowly to my seat.

" Let's go home baby" I said, holding her hand to our house.

A few minutes later, we arrived home safely.

" Kira change clothes first, baby" I said with a smile on her.

" Yes ma", he said as he passed to his room next to mine.

Our house has two rooms, a living room as well as a tv room, and the back there is a kitchen and bathroom.

I rushed to the kitchen to get some food for lunch.

My daughter Syakira eats alone and I feed my son while eating too.

I am very happy with my life now, because I am with my children, forever, I said in my heart.

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