
After lunch, and cleaning the table, and washing the dishes, I went to. Vegetable garden. while mas Aris has entered the room first, for some reason I was reluctant to follow mas Aris to the room..the garden behind this house is my purpose to rest while waiting for my son, I,, incidentally in this garden we deliberately made a cottage (a small house like a saung in the rice field) its size is small, but enough for the three of us to let go of tired, if finished cleaning the garden...I chose to sit leaning back, facing the garden.., while thinking about what steps I would take for my household, choosing to split up or stay afloat... the choice that I think is quite difficult, if parted how will be with Ikmal, my son.he who has never once felt the affection of his father, ny,,, he,, while Akmal although he is only 14 years old but his thoughts, beyond his age. Please give me guidance O Allah (while closing my eyes I plead to Allah),,, please,, again, these tears flowed unnoticed.Suddenly someone hugged me from behind, and said.
if you always cry, with the attitude of the father, to us, Ikmal is okay Mom.klu Ikmal has a father...
My tears flowed, hearing my son's words...
Akmal is also not papa ma'am, if we stay three, anyways ad dad.also never want to play, same us, never help us make PR..
Immediately I hug my two children, and we both cry.we pray that our families are always given happiness,, especially you are the son of Sholih's mother..
Yes, ma'am, answered my two children
While wiping away her tear marks Ikmal asked
mom hasn't told me dad yet, if tomorrow Ikmal wants circumcision ..
I'm sorry, mommy, I haven't told you that, Dad,,
and my son's answer surprised me.
Thank God, thank God, you didn't say, almost..
Why, deck..
Gak papa Bu, Ikmal does not want to be accompanied by father.tadi ikmal met the hajj sir, he said tomorrow the hajj sir who wants, nemenin Ikmal, all want to be delivered by car,, he said tomorrow,,
thank God, son, we are still surrounded by good people like us
yes, Miss Alhamdulillah, even though I don't care about us,, you,,,
I could only be silent at my son's words..
Oh yes son, my mother wants to say the same to you, tomorrow, my mother took me to my grandmother's house...
Akmal and Ikmal are not allowed to come
the nod of my head was my answer..
No papa kok ma'am, my mom just went. Importantly, don't feel it,,,,, you know,,,
no kok son, said the father if the event is over, mother in between home...
Thank goodness then, ma'am, ad whatever event it was at grandma's house...
I don't know if you don't know, you need to have a free father too, not to be told you ...
Bsok mom left at what time
Maybe around 07:00 am, son, his home after Zhuhur .. ikmal circumcision after sholat ashar. so before Ikmal circumcision the mother is already at home..oh yes mas Akmal, mom asked for help with Mama's, please tell me the same Mr. Haji, if you can not go to the rubber garden
yes Bu later if I meet the prayer Ashar Akmal samein pak Haji
Thanks very much, son...
yes Ma'am ..hmmm...Mrs Akmal wants to ask permission tomorrow morning Akmal and a friend of mine, want to burn corn here,, can you please?
How many people mas, friends ikmal friends also come..?
my friend also kok Bu, probably about 8 people..
Yes you can, but you keep your heart, son, don't play with fire, danger later
Y Ma'am..
the funny thing we told and joked, , with the children, the sadness that we had felt actually disappeared just like that , from a distance there was a sound of Adhan indicating the time of Ashar prayer had arrived,,,
when my son went to the mosque, I lazily went into the house, and looked into the room,,I tried to wake her up to perform the Ashar prayer, slowly I shook Aris's hand
Mas.. wake up.mas pray first, later the time is up.
Hmmmm....
Just that the answer came out of the mouth mas Aris.hind a few minutes I re-establish it but the answer is still the same,,and I went back to cleaning my yard, after cleaning the yard...
I haven't woken up yet, either (asked Akmal)
Y Ma'am...
Until the time magrib arrived, and my son had gone to the mosque, mas Aris had just woken up.at the time I was in the kitchen to warm vegetables,,, and,, arrived mas Aris immediately hugged me from behind. I was shocked..of course..the time Akmal was born, maybe I was used to being treated like this, but not for now .. there is no sense of thumping that I feel when in the arms of Aris, is it possible that the taste is no longer there..
Why do you shut up when I hug Ariana,,
So I have to do mas, answer me,, jump like a child, or roll bolster on the floor,, you know,, I also still remember your habit of hugging me like this must be ad you want, just kn my answer..
Just try once you hug the children, maybe they are very happy mas,,,
I don't want to talk about that anymore,,, man,,,
it's up to the mas, I want to take a shower. After turning off the stove, I rushed to the room and did not forget to lock the room door, after making sure the room door was locked... thank God I still come by the moon, so tonight I have no sin if I refuse Aris' wishes...
After taking a shower, I went straight to the living room, and it was in this room that my son and I spent some time together...
Tok..tok .. assalamualaikum Ma'am..
Greetings waalaikum, while opening the door I answered greetings...
Tumben son mother's son has gone home, his usual until the prayer isya just returned home..
Yes Ma'am, njai ny holiday first.pak hajj ad affairs he said..
Oh yes already then, you guys directly change clothes ..abis that we immediately eat..
Yes Ma, you,,
I sat down at the dinner table with Mas Aris, there was no conversation between us, until the sound of Ikmal broke the silence.. our dinner was different than usual, and Akmal first finished his ny meal, followed by Ikmal
We went straight to y ma'am's room, uh,,
you guys don't watch television just yet, you,,
No Ma'am..
Yes already then. his prayer isya do not forget.
yes Ma..
Me and Aris are still in the same position..
I went to the room first (said mas Aris)
Yes mas,,,,, yes, yes,,,,
Arriving in front of the room I heard the sound of mas Aris calling someone, I do not know who contacted mas Aris, but it sounded like the voice of a woman called dear by mas Aris
I sighed slowly, I had guessed that you already had another woman mas, like my decision to part with you was already round mas,and pretended not to hear his talk, and immediately lay on the bed and closed his eyes..
I was used to getting up early even though I could still pray, after I finished cooking and preparing it at the dinner table, I immediately built my son as usual,,,,,, I,,,
Because we are used to it, finished our prayers immediately breakfast with the same atmosphere..
There was absolutely no interaction between my son and husband, they were busy themselves with their activities..
I did not feel the time goes so fast, I glanced at the wall clock that has shown at 08:30, as I said mas Aris yesterday.I immediately prepared to be ready for,,, I,, go to my in-laws' house.at exactly 09:00 we set off, and don't forget I say goodbye to my son's son.
Akmal,, Ikmal.mom go first yes.your hearts are at rmh..
by walking closer towards me, Akmal and Ikmal Salim are with me but not with his father, because of what, for let alone give a hand
for Salim, glancing at my son just isn't
Azaghfirullah O Allah (my word is in my heart)
yes Ma'am, be careful ma'am on the road
Yes son, mom go first yes, assalamualaikum
hail Ma'am.... ⁇ ️️️️️️