
"Hud, I see Ibuk suffering so much huh. Living life with dad. From my childhood to eighteen years of living with Dad. Yes, I know and feel my mother suffering. If Ibuk happy Ibuk can smile, because Ibuk wants to make me and my sister happy, as if nothing happened to the life of Ibuk. I'm being honest with you, I'm actually tired. Every day every time I always hold that feeling. I'd rather be quiet just want to make us happy." Safi asked who saw me washed away with a feeling of disarray after across the street his father called while as usual grinning with ahhh I don't know anyway as usual he snapped, bluffing and it was already his habit like that.
"Already, Safi. The important thing is that you are happy son, sister and Kakung also live comfortably. Don't think about Ibuk. Allah has willed this to happen, And until the age of eighteen He still has to fight with patience. It's gonna be a present for Ibuk, son." I told Safi not to think about anything. The most important thing is that you are happy according to your noble ideals, son. Ibuk business affairs lately.
"Busy, if you can't resist what I'm experiencing for a dozen years I'm struggling alone, even though I actually have a husband. But it cannot be said to be sufficient for a living and to be a good Imam. Safi wants Ibuk to part with Dad. From Ibuk self-destructing. I cry every night I feel heavy alone. I'm looking for anything to do with money alone. Safi tau Ibuk strong woman, Ibuk wonder woman yes us. But Ibuk is also a weak man, a woman who needs to be happy, if she feels Ibuk is not strong, do not defend, Buk. Safi is strong because of Ibuk, but if Ibuk is injured, Safi also feels what Ibuk feels. Safi wants to teach Daddy a lesson. Hate me the same Dad, Buk."
"Safi don't be so son, even that ugly Father. As much as possible he is still your father. My mother never taught me to be a vengeful child. My mother will never teach you to hate someone who has done evil to us. Let God do it, son. That's heaven's savings for us one day."Take a smile at Safi who still with her feelings of hatred.
"Try Ibuk later thought mature, yes Buk. What Safi said. Ibuk don't be afraid, Safi will always be there for Ibuk and Adik." Safi assured my heart, that if this khuluk became the conclusion of my decision to part with his father. He has a responsibility to us.
Long time I stuck alone in the pendopo my brother's house. My brother who was always close to me. I understand very well what I think. He felt sorry and very sorry for what I had been doing all this time.
"Have been Bulik, if it is not strong with what you feel. You end it Only. Try to make peace with a situation that can make you better than just daydreaming and every day you feel pressured with all the adultery of your husband. If it is already untenable yes already take khuluk. Don't wait to think, think and think. So long has been eighteen years loooo of little Safi would be evasive again if you could make it change. Time continues to run Bulik, from so many dozens of years waited patiently but he never gave his regrets and repentance. What is maintained. Stop, Bulik. Do not expect a priest who does not go well. Look what you got now, your life is not because. You carry it all alone. You fight for your children alone. Honestly I as your older brother feel sorry but behind all also feel Masyaa Allah you are a great sister, a great sister."
"Jazakumullah khoiron pak de, I'll think again mr de." That's how I answered my brother. It was me if there was anything always telling my brother. He was in charge of me after Father. She's my mother's replacement. He felt entitled to be the representative of my parents. Thank God in this state is still surrounded by people who are truly sabbar and golden-hearted like them.