OH MY WIFE
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Citra, who is none other than the mommy of Al, is now sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at the husband who is asleep next to him, until some time he sees the husband making a movement, he said, he immediately turned his gaze in the other direction, a second later the husband woke up and sat down and looked at the wife.

"why haven't you slept yet, hasn't Al gone home yet? " ask Marcello, Citra's husband in her soft voice.

"Al already, Al has come home. I don't know tonight I can't sleep mas, maybe my worries when it came back when some days Al is rarely at home" replied Citra softly staring at the bead of the husband's eyes.

"don't go back to the past baby, you know our children are people who have a strong heart, there's no way they're back mired into the past. I'm sure Al has received all of this with a free chest, we just pray that he will soon get his life companion"

"Did Al tell you the reason why he's late this late he's rarely home? " close the husband.

"it's true I just remembered, Al had explained everything to me about the reason he was rarely at home, until he often came home late in the afternoon from the office but late at night until his home"

Finally that night Citra immediately told the real reason of Al to the husband starting from Al who hit the tent until he had to be responsible for helping sell. he also invited his husband to visit the owner of the shop in the hospital, while Marcello who listened to the story of the wife nodded her head, it was as if he knew that the son could overcome his problems.

"so it is, but thank goodness if this is another matter, at least what you are worried about is not happening again. Now lie down, I know you are very tired today, today, do not sacrifice your health for something that has been resolved well. tomorrow we look at the owner of the stall" asked Marcello pull the hand of the wife to lie down immediately.

the next morning Marcello and his wife and children were enjoying breakfast together, there is no conversation in it because Marcello himself applies the rule that when eating then those at the dining table are forbidden to talk let alone talk about things that are not important, he said, and he'll give you a few minutes after breakfast to chat.

after finishing breakfast, Al began to talk to his family.

"mom, dad sorryin Al yes, because some days Al often come home in the middle of the night when there is no office business that requires Al to go home late, daddy must have heard the reason Al from mommy, and maybe for a few weeks Al will often come home late at night because he still has to help Mr. Seno's son, the person whose stall Al hit to help him sell.

maybe mommy and daddy ask why don't Al just give money to replace all his losses or have someone else replace Al selling, right Zam? " tanya Al nodded back to everyone.

"pak Seno only wants to teach Al so that Al can be a responsible man, if his settlement is only with money, then the guilty person will not feel stumped when making the next mistake, he said, and according to Al it is true, therefore Al undertakes it, anyway they sell it in the afternoon when Al finished doing office work, so that all Al can overcome"

"at Harapan dad hospital" replied Al.

Marcello nodded then turned to look at the wife who had been silent since "why? " ask her.

"no mas, I just didn't expect it to turn out that our children have grown up quickly, even we already have two grandchildren and one great-grandchild, he said, just wait for Al and Azzam who have not given mommy grandchildren" Citra said with a smile

"sorry Al yes mom, because it can not love mommy grandson" said Al staring at the mommy

"you are what the hell, brother, do not give mommy grandchildren, say mommy ghost not yet kok" said Azzam fast.

Al who heard that glared at the younger brother, for some reason this younger brother really likes to mock him, unlike his younger brother's twin, her younger sister Azura who loves her very much like her mommy.

while the azzam who got a sharp look from the older brother also hurriedly said goodbye to the two parents.

"mom dad Azzam left now, was waiting for him, Assalamualaikum "his father then immediately ran out of the house.

Marcello and Citra also held a smile to see his son who ran away terbirit because he avoided the sharp gaze of the brother while Al rubbed his face rough.

"don't think of anything else, focus on your future Al" Citra seemed to understand the grim heart of the son.

"yes mom... "