Cracks of Love

Cracks of Love
Someone Wants to Accept Us.


My name is Kaila Nur Azizah, my widow. My son is many more, no responsibility there are 4. Who wants to marry a childless widow 4. If there's a man who wants to marry me to 4 and he wants to take care of my son. I pray every third of the night that heaven is the place.


The biological father of my four children does not want to be responsible, ah it is enough that I am crazy and have to take medicine all my life. If I sue my ex-husband, then a subtle attack must have greeted me. I'm tired of dealing with black magic just because of that jerk guy.


Regret is always later well, I'm very sorry to marry him. Doyan rocked again and produced 4 works. I am grateful to have 4 children, there are still many out there who have not had children despite being married for many years.


I live my life now, without a useless husband. Thank God I have worked as an Islamic Elementary teacher in Tangerang, my friends helped me a lot. Especially my work. Become an SD teacher who must have extra patience.


"De, would you like to know someone?" ask mba Tina.


"Mba Cewe?" my many.


"Cowo, when I knew girls. There have been a lot of your girlfriends" replied Mba Tina.


"What is Mba made of? matchlangin me? well Mba where anyone wants to be with a 4-child widow," I said.


"If there is how? try first, who knows the match and match," he said.


"Entar used to be Mba, my heart still hurts when I remember Rangga treating me" I said.


"Well, De, if you wait for your heart to not hurt again, when?" it's been 1 year you're alone" said Tina.


I tried the proposal from Mba Tina, I started to open my heart to other men. But I can't lie to myself there is fear when other men approach me. The trauma of my broken home I remember very clearly. But there's no harm if I try.


"Sorry, I know Mba Tina. You're Kaila?" said a man who suddenly approached my desk. We had previously communicated via WA text message to meet face-to-face at a small cafe.


"Yes, I'm Kaila. This...Mas...Rafi?" I asked because I remembered his name.


I've been in communication for 1 week, I think this guy was good when I replied to each other a short message and finally we agreed to meet for the next exploration.


"Have you waited a long time?" ask Rafi.


"About 15 minutes of waiting" I replied.


"Ah sorry, it has long been meaning. Sorry well.tadi motorcycle tire I suddenly leaked," said Rafi.


"Oh, that's okay, Mom" I said.


Just met but my heart already felt mismatched, my mood I don't know suddenly saggy. Because from the conversation Rafi can not make hatiki comfortable. Especially when I talk about my four children, it seems like he doesn't like children.


I didn't want to just get close and date like ABG's son, because I realized that I was a widow. If I often walk with many men then I will get a spicy talk to judge myself. That's why I don't want that to happen, because I also keep my kids feeling about the new people coming into our family.


I felt like I didn't get along with Rafi, without me saying anything, the man distanced himself from me.


"Mama.." cried Cia, as she saw me coming home with Adam.


Adam's in school, he's in 1st grade at the school where Kaila teaches. Sweet acid became a single parent who had to struggle to meet the needs of my four children. I feel grateful that I didn't sign the house. I live with both my parents.


The salary as a teacher was very small to meet the needs of my children I had to sell frozen food. Even I was often helped by my two sisters even my brother who helped me the most. I don't know when my life is like this. I just live my life day by day.


Today is a holiday, I can chat with my four children. Cia was my first child. Thought she was more mature than her sisters.


I started talking to Cia.


"Sister, if Mamah marries again and you will have a new papah. What do you think, brother?" I asked about Cia.


"Well, are you sure you want to get married again? must be strict selection Mah. Some will accept me and my sisters who give their affection. My father Mah, who is not with us especially with others who do not have blood ties," said Cia with his thoughts.


I was struck by what Cia said to me, her thoughts were very mature and what was said was very true. Cia is currently in the 5th grade, 1 year later he will be in the 6th grade and will enter the Junior High School. Her pretty face scares me if ever there's a dickhead with Cia. I as her mother will take great care of Cia closely.


"So Cia doesn't agree if Mamah remarries?" my many.


"Don't disagree anyway Mah, just that Mamah had to find a man who accepted the state of Mamah and also to the four children of Mamah who were small full of fees. Cia also thought about how to help Mamah so that Cia can get money to help Mamah," said Cia.


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2 Days of holiday did not feel, the day has changed Monday. I began my usual activity of teaching, of being a teacher to my students. I'm leaving with my son Adam. I deliberately sent her to the place where I taught so that I could be easier to anatar and pick up Adam. Adam left with me and when he came home he waited for me until the hour brought me over.


"Kaila, what about Rafi?" ask Mba Tina.


"Dah fled Mba, he did not dare to approach me anymore because I told my four children. After all, it is rare that Mba will accept my four children who are still very small and have a lot of costs to spend," I smiled bitterly.


"Rarely does not mean there is no, it is rare that will be faithful De. Allah is the All-Good Behind the trials there must be a pleasure that Allah will give you" said Tina.


"Yes Mba, I wait for a time when God will give me the pleasure of my days" I said.


This chapter has already begun the author's imagination.


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