Amen We Are Different
The custody battle of Flowers

At that time on January 21, 2019, Syifa and Hafid have separated aka already divorced.

Today is the day on which the mother and father go to court for the custody of the rights of the flower child, although the flower is not a biological child aka the adopted child but he needs which one deserves to be his parent.

Arriving at the court as usual Syifa and Hafid did not speak in the slightest, Bunga tried to persuade the two of them by speaking but to no avail.

"Please pay attention to everyone, this time I will talk about the custody of a child named Bunga" the judge said

"This time I'll split the custody of the flowers, do I share or do I not need to be divided?" Ask the judge

"I'm not the same as his father, sir" said Syifa

"JUST, YOU'RE NOT BEING PERVERSE TO HER CHILD...” Hafid is very emotional.

"SILENCE! Sorry dad, mom. Flowers are at home with mother, although I was not born with mother's womb but I love mother more than father. Father has the heart to betray his love mother, mother sincere to father. I have aunty Gladis who so wants a father, father is not like it used to be so attention to mother and also flowers. I beg well, come back to mother very sincerely love father..” Flower Cry

"Sorry son, I can't refer you to your darling. Dad is happy with aunt Gladis..”.

Minutes later the judge ruled that custody of the child fell to Syifa Kumalasari.

"God thank you very much, you have trusted meu to take care of this little princess flower..” This time Syifa was right – really prostrate at his victory

A few minutes later they also returned to their respective homes, arriving at home he was immediately scolded by Gladis for not taking custody of Bunga

"How the hell mas, you are not becus so father and husband snatch Flowers from his biological mother.” This time Gladis was right – was really upset against her husband.

Suddenly a hard slap landed on Gladis' cheek

"PLAQUE!"

"PLAQUE!"

"Don't make me more emotional knowing you're just a cousin who has nothing to do with my family. You are just a second wife just want me to be your husband...” This time Hafid is right – really angry with Gladis.

"Astaghfirullah, mas ko baga bangett the same me. What's my fault, I'm sorry pregnant mas don't get angry and snapped snapped to me hiks...” Tangis Gladis.

Suddenly the husband slammed the door of the room and tried to calm himself, while in the living room Gladis continued to cry and introspect.

"O Allah, what I am talking about is wrong because it has made Hafid angry. I should have loved him even more, not to have made Hafid more angry, O Allah forgive your servant, O Allah.

A few minutes later, Gladis apologized to her husband for the mistake he made.

"I'm sorry dear for my mistake with you….."

"...."(.He did not answer because he was disappointed and hated)

In his heart Gladis said

"Allah forgive Your servant for the iniquity of Your servant, O Allah, for his anger is not clear to the husband of his own servant. Now my husband is cuekin me , I will make him make happy ajalah..” Speak in his heart

We go back to Syifa and Bunga, that's when flowers and mothers talk and plan a business.

"Son, what will we sell? What business do you want?" Ask the mother

"Hem, just a bundle, we make a cake of juice or ice chocolate chirp that," suggested Flowers

"Wahh, steady it son let's try deh yuk...” Syifa invites flowers for business

A few minutes later, they made ice chocolates and sold them in the school cafeteria where he studied. With only 2 thousand rupiah.

"Excuse me ma'am, I want to leave this drink I sell for 2 thousand only. Later when the money runs out, give it to me ya buk hehe," said Bunga

"Well Flowers, there studied first me diligently and zahitt yes..” said the canteen mother.

"Thank you so much mom" Flowers said

Flowers also went straight to class, at the time in class there was a group of people who were so arrogant and liked to insult the weak to insult Flowers because of the sale of ice chocolates

"Hahaha, the basic girl of the village likes to sell ice is not ashamed of what...” tejek wirda.

"...."(.The flower did not reply to what Wirda said)

Wirda is the son of a rich man who likes to insult and demean the poor and likes to choose in terms of friendship and others. Many people did not like him much less his teacher did not like him.

Until a few weeks later Bunga dared to speak to Wirda, initially Wirda refused. But at that time Wirda's body suffered a bruise so that Wirda felt pain.

"Hey Wirda, sorry instead of me to bother you I just want to ask your body and hands bruised and blue any problem wir, please tell me..” Bunga asked his friend.

"A-anu flowers, I was exhausted in the rough and kicked by my parents. I have no friends, friends who have always been there for me now they have found new friends. I don't know who else to tell you and I don't have any friends now..”.

Looking at Wirda's face, he had no friends

"Astaghfirullah can?" Ask Flowers

"I-iya flowers, I'm a victim of broken home. Every day I hear my father and my mother quarrel and my father often rude and abusive my mother, I want to run away from home and do not want to be a victim of a broken home child.” Now Wirda let out tears because he could not bear this pain.

"Oh my God, who are your parents?" Ask Flowers

"My parents were named Gladis and Hafid" Wirda replied

Instantly Bunga was shocked to turn out to be a friend who had been nakali and jahilin me, his parents turned out to be aunt Gladis and his own father.

"H-hello you why flowers, why are you so bengong?" Ask Wirda

"E-eh anu, gpp wir. I'm in the mood in terms of your story...” Sahut Flowers

A few minutes later they entered the classroom, and his best friend asked the flowers.

"Why did you finish? Why aren't you the same as him?" Ask Nisa

"No, I don't know anything. He again had body problems and his hands were bruised because he was a broken home child.." replied Flowers.

"Astaghfirullah I had a bad thought to him." said Nisa.

"Pity the Wirda you tell me to sit here.." take nisa.

A few minutes later, Wirda came to his desk

"Can I sit here?" Ask Wirda

"May you please.." Reply Flowers.

Finally they sat down and became the rightful place of the four now, between Nisa, Bunga, jasmine and also Wirda.

TO BE CONTINUED.