Trying To Be Faithful

A new beginning

Hasna hugged her three children while crying. With her children who have been sad since.

Same with Zahira. He looked at his best friend and son who were wronged for being chased out by his own in-laws.

"Oh my God, why the hell is there such an evil in-law." Zahira sounded very upset.

"You just stay at my house. You'll live comfortably here."

Hasna shook her head faintly.

"Na .. come on dong. Why don't you stay with me?"

"I don't want to be a burden, Ra. Let me endure it all myself. I need to be more independent so that people will never be humbled, Ra. I'll try to stand on my own feet so that no one can mess with my life with the kids."

"I won't condescend much less harass you, Hasna Astriani Hamzah!"

"I'll stay two days, Ra. I'm gonna find a contract that fits my finances right now."

"Hasna, are you here on a motorcycle? Where's your car?"

"Worn by Asep, Ra."

"Goddessa!" Zahira grabbed her own hair in annoyance. Zahira's husband was silent to notice.

"Hasna, you want to contract?" ask Zahira's husband.

Hasna nodded.

"We have a house in a sweet asem housing. Close to the children's school. You just put that house on, we just finished renovating it, so it's like you guys wear it. Do not feel bad, you pay every month for 300 thousand. How's it?"

Hasna looked at Zahira. His friend nodded.

"Thank you, Ra."

Zahira approached and hugged Hasna and her four children.

"Why grandma really ngusir us. I'm gonna stay home, Bun. Later when you come, we're not there, how?"

Shakira apparently forgot that her father was dead.

"Dad has been buried, brother. Dad was in heaven. Yeah, right, Bun?"

"Father in heaven, but we don't even have a home."

Hearing Shakira and Nay speak, Hasna's heart ached. After Azam died, their lives changed drastically. Just got out of the hospital, instead of taking a break but he was expelled.

"We went to the house in Majalengka, Bun."

Hasna remained silent. How could he go back to Majalengka while his mother has a history of stroke. What if the news of him who has been expelled even makes his mother drop.

"Don't, Son. Mother is afraid to hurt like a kayak first. If until the why-why, the mother does not know what else to do later. Mother has no life support anymore if your eyes follow away."

"Yes, now you rest first. Take a shower, and then we eat."

Hasna nodded.

Night in which all creatures called humans sleep in their sleep. Resting the body after a day of activity, Hasna and Puput are still awake.

Seen such a deep sadness on the face of Puput. Her tears occasionally dripped, then she immediately wiped them.

"Darling, this is malem. You sleep, yes. Tomorrow we have to go to school."

Puput.

"Son, let's go bobo."

"Bun, I quit school. Let the mother not dizzy think about the cost. Brother knows, we survive the savings of brothers and sisters. But the money will run out."

"Darling, don't talk about it. You and your siblings should stay in school. Don't mind the cost, you'll be looking."

"During this time I did not ngizinin mother work anything. Dad just told mom to take care of me and ade, mother can work what? Homework is done by a maid."

The pupil lowered his head. The crying became more. He was so sad to see his mother, who was used to being pampered by his father, now had to start fighting to survive. They don't even know where to start and what to do.

Seeing her son crying, Hasna could not hold back her tears. She cried while rubbing her youngest child.

Sleeping in their respective rooms, with a cooling room and a soft and warm mattress, now they sleep together in one mattress. In someone else's house.

The world is spinning right. Whether it's reality or just a figure of speech. Destiny goes according to the will of the creator of his scenario. Once upon a time, now at the bottom. Either it will go back up, or it will stay down. Who knows?

Lamenting fate with the condition of a torn heart, but demanding you to stay strong is not easy. However, what can be done if everything is already concerning a child. I would do anything for her baby.

Living in a house owned by his best friend, even though it pays every month, in fact it is just a mere formality. What Zahira gave him was more than the nominal contract fee itself.

Love to make food when Azam was still there, tried Hasna to be the door to find sustenance.

Hasna started making healthy snacks for children. He was in the school cafeteria. He also actively shares and advertises in student parent groups. So far everything's been good.

Zahira did not forget to participate in promoting his best friend's merchandise, and began to show results.

Intention to make a cake to be tucked in the canteen, Hasna now began to be overwhelmed by receiving orders. For that he limited according to his ability because he did not want to ignore his children.

Although not much, at least for the cost of daily living, they do not have to take money savings.

"Bun, there's a call."

"From who?"

"Don't know, because that sounds dad's phone."

Hasna quickly moved, then went to her room to see her husband's cell phone.

"Hendri?"

Hasna picked up the phone.

"Hello, Mba Hasna."

"Yes my own. Who are you with?"

"I'm Azam's friend. I went home but said Mba had moved out. Where should I meet."

"Oh, so. Yes, I am, sir."

"Okay, I'm Waiting for ya."

"Yes, sir."

Hasna turned off her phone, then opened the WhatsApp app for various locations.

"Who, Bun?" ask Puput.

"Maybe father temen. Mother is not too puffed up."

"Oh, what are you doing?"

"Don't understand, he went to our house there he said. So mother sharelok just went to him. Confused if only given address doang."

"Yes, anyway. O, yes. What else was she in the kitchen?"

"That, someone ordered ayu putu cake to make it later in the afternoon. You wanna help, right?"

"May, but I'll do schoolwork for a while. It's okay, right?"

"It's okay, dear." Hasna rubbed the head of her son who was now the same height as her when she was still in SD.

Not long after, Hasna heard the sound of a car stopping in front of her house. He and Puput stared at each other.

"Bun, mom. There's someone in front." Shakira ran over to Hasna.

"Oh, yeah. Let's go ahead."