ICHA Is My Wife
Childhood

The night has now come and dusk has passed, Icha the little girl woke up from her sleep before she fell asleep on her dresser. His eyes immediately turned to the wall clock hanging in his room, the clock shows at 07.08 time has shown the end of magrib time immediately he took his towel hanging and immediately walked to the bathroom to perform the ritual bath.

At 07.15 the girl finished with her bathing activities she deliberately took a quick shower so that she did not really miss the time of her magrib prayer, without her hair and wearing trousers and buttocks, she immediately did her duty as a Muslim.

After doing her shadow she immediately put on a shirt that covers her body and wears a skirt under her knees, she also adds some makeup polish on her face and gives a little color on her lips.

Icha stepped out of the room that became her privacy and walked towards her parents' room on the lower floor

"Ma" call Icha while knocking on the door

"Just enter, dear" replied the woman from inside the room

According to the instructions Icha entered the room of his parents and saw his mother who was beautifying herself in front of the mirror with the help of some beauty tools which of course more than have Icha.

"Where is Ma?" ask Icha. He began to approach his mother by looking at this whole room carefully, it felt if he saw this room he always wanted to cry too many memories stored in it, he said, how he used to be treated well by his parents before his family was destroyed like this

"Papa still has a dear meeting" replied Rosmala while giving mascara to her eyelashes with a gaze that continued to look at the mirror

A drop of tear fell from Icha's eyelid when she saw her parents' mattress, a mattress that was 20 years older than her age, slowly Icha approached the mattress and sat on it with a hand that hit slowly on the spring bed.

"Icha wants to sleep in the middle" said the five-year-old girl trying to escape her Papa's embrace and move to be between the two.

"Ngk can be dong Pa, Icha same Mama" said Rosmala who did not want to lose and immediately pulled the hand of Icha from Ady Harmansyah. The third was on the bed in Ady and Rosmala's room.

"Sick Ma" ringis Icha. Because too excited the woman pulled her daughter firmly and turned her position back to Ady who was her Husband. Ady, who also wanted to embrace her only child, attempted to take Icha back from Rosmala by tickling her back from behind.

"Current you Mas" said Rosmala who was amused and finally Icha detached from his wound and was taken expertly by Ady

"Icha wants to be in the middle" angry the boy. Feeling himself being passed around here and there makes him a little tired. He rose from his arms and stood between the two and stared at them one by one. Ady pretended to be afraid of the gaze of his son and turned his body back to Icha as well as Rosmala.

Now the little boy felt neglected and no one fighting over him made him feel lonely, his father ignored him and his mother, too, finally he had the sense to pretend to be sick so that the old man returned to him and did not turn his back on him again.

"Oh well sick" ringis Icha while holding his head with a position that has been tekenyans on the shelf

"Why you, honey?" ask Rosmala who immediately checked Icha's head to see the part that looks sick

"Where's sick son?" tanya Ady checked Icha's entire body carefully

"Haahahaaaa" The boy's laughter broke instantly as Mama and her Papa held his body together.he held his stomach that felt sore from being too wide in laughter

Because he felt cheated by his son, Ady immediately tickled Icha's armpits to make the child continue to laugh loudly even Rosmala helped him in mengjainnya Son.

"Icha is tired" he said, stopping laughing.

"Dear you are quiet?" asked Rosmala who now turned her body to see her daughter who had just fallen silent

"Yes Ma" replied Icha smiling fakely

"Why you?" asked Rosmala who saw there was sadness on his son's face, he immediately stepped foot and approached Icha who was sitting on the bed.

"Icha ngkpp Ma" replied Icha again smiling

"You're crying" guessed Rosmala who saw her daughter's eyes look red

"Yes Ma" answered Icha in the end make Rosmala immediately bring his Son into his warm environment.

"I'm sorry, Mama, honey, because Mama and Papa are suffering like this" said Rosmala who understands the reason why her daughter was crying must be because she and her Husband who never get along and peaceful after almost fifteen years of always quarreling he thought.

"Mama ngk wrong, Icha just moved aja soon Icha will leave Mama and Papa with this house and also Bi Iyem who always takes care of me"

"You must be a good wife, your household must not be like Mama and Papa, your child must be happy" Rosmala's message tightly gripped his two children's hands.

"You often share the same Bi Iyem who has been married for more than thirty years but never checks cok with her Husband, Bi Iyem is more worthy of you to be a role model than Mama who just keeps making you cry" said Rosmala with tears streaming down her face

"Kak Irwan's family will come tomorrow Ma to propose and ask well both me from Mama and Papa, I really hope to have the blessing of my marriage with Mr. Irwan so that I can have the happiness of the world and the hereafter with him"

"Mama would be a blessing darling if that's what makes you happy and Mama is sure that Irwan will love you wholeheartedly"

"Amin Ma, oh is Ma, Papa home tomorrow?" ask Icha expectantly

"Papa's tomorrow will be able to let Mama say that" said Rosmala smiling

"But I want my marriage guardian Papa Ma" said Icha staring at the woman with eyes that could not be lied to seemed a very great desire and strong hope emanated from her eyeballs.

"If it can never be dear" answered Rosmala bowed in lethargy at remembering the foolish things she had done with Ady when they were young.

"Why Ma?" ask Icha curious

"Now you'll know, baby"

"Why don't you tell me now isn't it that I'm old enough and deserve to know"

"It's been but it's not the right time yet" replied Rosmala. The woman stepped out of the room and was followed by Icha from behind.