My Husband is Not Rich
The Duty of a Wife
The rain that still has not stopped leaves its own story. The story of those who have been in a storm trying to make peace with the situation. Amidst the stub of dripping water, Bu Unah and Pak Nata jokingly carved out a laugh with a grandson amid the warmth of the story.
The son, the son of Chandra, who was left behind by his mother, was serving his sentence, asking questions about his mother. "Sir, you're about to come back here again?" So that made Bu Unah and Pak Nata worried about giving an answer.
"When't you go, sir?" asked Bu Unah to her husband, her net was so confused, she threw the answer just like that.
"Well, come back." Mr. Nata pointed to Chandra who had just arrived to pull the motorcycle, this so-called beloved shoots also arrived. He took off the protective raincoat then smiled towards them.
"Son, have you not slept at night, son?" Said Chandra directly rubbed his son's head after his tired hands were kissed by the child.
"Son wait papah, son is afraid at home alone so can not sleep." The boy carried his father's bag and was hugged. "Have you eaten?"
Three adults there threw their faces away covering their teary eyes. Bu Unah immediately busied himself tidying his wares in because the night was getting late.
"Have you eaten yet, have you eaten yet?"
"Already pah, was bribed with grandma. Pah, you're coming back here again, aren't you?" the question turned to his father. It is precisely he who answers, because he will decide to accept Erma back or not.
Chandra looked at her parents, from the look in her eyes she wanted to talk something.
"Parents how the same child, if you still want to continue yes please, separate is also okay. Indeed, divorce is a hated thing, but if parents want this but children feel like it is not so good also if there is an element of forced." Mr. Nata opened the chat.
"It's true what he said father, mother is up to the child. Parents support whatever their decision. Don't think too much about how we are, sir, we're okay, aren't you talking?"
"Yes right, Mama. We're all right."
Hearing the advice of parents, Chandra convinced himself with the decision taken.
I hope this is the best decision. Inner Chandra.
"You come home here, but later when the job's done." Chandra said loudly, his parents' breath was heard in the back. Hela'an mixed with tucked do'a.
"Hore, son so have mamah again" exclaimed the boy happily.
"Why is my son so rich, son? sons do still have mamah" questions representing the adults there.
"The son said he didn't have the same mama friends, because mamah has not been home for a long time." His facial water was moody, he hugged his father's bag again, bowing.
"Son, let's go to the house. It's late at night." The papah held his son with pity.
"Mom, have pity on our oldest son. His fate is gini rich. Chandra, despite being betrayed, lied to, can still forgive and give her a chance."
"Yes sir, it's his decision, and we can only pray for the good of the children. If he can make a decision it means it's been thought out carefully."
The stall is closed perfectly, the Dodo parents enter the house and rest gather energy back to undergo the routine tomorrow.
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"Good morning, no"
Jesslyn faintly heard the good morning. He blinked, his instincts were very strong when he heard the sound he memorized.
"Darling, sorry" Jesslyn was so upset with herself, why would she not have this kind of discipline at the same time as the Dodo.
"Don't apologize non, now non bath, I've prepared warm water."
"Darling, I should have prepared that for you, I should have woken up earlier, and I should have done my job well."
Dodo again prefers to smile rather than get angry, he approached, then stroked Jesslyn's hair a little messy.
"Non, take a shower first baby, later I will tell you about the non mentioned thing earlier"
"But baby, it should..
"Non" Dodo cut off his wife's conversation, "Life is not too much should, I want to ask seriously the same non, according to my favorite wife this is the duty of a wife is anything?"
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Seriate...