Painful Marriage
CHAPTER 46

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This morning a bright smile seemed to radiate from the adorable face of Sela. This is the first day the child goes to Kindergarten. Ever since waking up from his sleep, a smile was incessantly rising from his lips.

"Someone is happy as it is, yes," said Zahra, who was helping to wear the TK Sela uniform.

"Smooth wang dong, Buna. This is the peltama Cela cekolah," said Sela happily.

"Buna, later if the friends mocked Cela kalna bicala is not good, how?" sela changed softly. Because until the age of five years, Sela is still not able to pronounce the words that have the letters s and r correctly. This was one of the delays in the development of Sela. He can walk fast, even at ten months old. But in terms of speech, Sela is slow.

Zahra smiled comforting her daughter. "Sela's speech like this is adorable in the ears of Mother" said Zahra.

"And one more thing, son. If Sela wants to try to be able to, then nothing will be in vain, son," continued Zahra advising her son.

Seemed to think for a moment. If you try nothing is in vain. That belalti was in the process of meeting Dad. Inner Sela.

Sela looked at Zahra and nodded with an expanding smile. The slightly oversized uniform was covered by the same headscarf that Sela used. The boy looked beautiful because of it.

"Where to go, honey?" asked Zahra to stand up and thrust out her hand.

Sela's tiny hand received Zahra's hand. "Let's leave," cried Sela happily.

The mother and son came out of Sela's room and said goodbye to Ms. Sari who was sitting in the living room. After saying goodbye, they continued their journey to Sela's school on foot.

Fifteen minutes walk, Zahra and Sela arrived at the school gate with the inscription TK ANUGERAH.

"Antal Cela into ya, Buna?" pinta Sela with her puppy eyes. He was afraid to go in alone. And the boy also saw many parents who drove his son to school. This was her first day, so Sela was still afraid to get acquainted with new people. The shadow of the complex friends who did not want to be friends with him revolved in Sela's brain.

Zahra nodded in agreement to Sela's words. "Let's go in, son," said Zahra. Sela nodded and followed Zahra's footsteps entering the school. Don't forget Anna's doll that Sela always carries. The doll was always in the grasp of her tiny hand.

"I leave Sela, Buk Guru" Zahra told Zahra's teacher.

"Yes, Mama. Sela, come on, son," said Buk Guru to invite Sela.

Sela nodded. She looked at Zahra and asked Zahra to align her body. Zahra said she was standing in front of Sela with both knees on her knees as a pedestal. "Why Honey?" ask Zahra.

Cup. One brief kiss landed on Zahra's cheek. "Buna's deception" said Sela.

Zahra smiled happily. "Mother is more affectionate with Sela," said Zahra.

Sela hugged Zahra. The boy asked Zahra for strength to strengthen himself. After being satisfied with each other, Sela finally joined Teacher Buk to immediately enter the class. Zahra looked at her son with joy, sadness and disappointment. More precisely disappointed in himself who has not been able to give everything for his daughter.

May the good always be with us, son. Inner Zahra looked at the back of Sela who was already away.

As he was about to turn around, Zahra accidentally hit the body of a small child. "Bruck!" the bag held by the boy fell down.

"Astagfirullahalazim" said Zahra shocked. Zahra helps the child to stand up and re-tidy her slightly messy hijab.

"Be careful, son," said Zahra softly.

The boy raised his head and smiled. Showing her toothy front. "Hehe, I'm sorry, Auntie," said the girl.

Zahra chuckled at the reaction of the child, very funny. "Next time don't rush, yeah. For now it's okay. What if his knee was bleeding? It will hurt later" Zahra said as if nagging Sela.

The little boy was just dumbfounded and watched Zahra continue to speak. "Tante like Mama, nagging on," chirped the child who was able to make Zahra instantly speechless. Zahra slapped her lips softly.

Zahra turned around and put her foot forward to leave immediately. But his footsteps stopped when he heard a voice that was no stranger to him.

"Sasha," call out the voice.

"Yes, Grandma" replied the little boy who hit Zahra. Yes, the boy's name is Sasha.

"Why is Grandma in the car?" ask the woman.

Zahra who heard the voice turned around. Zahra's body stiffened at the sight of a woman she loved dearly. A woman he respects more than his own Mother. The woman he always makes a role model for his every patience.

"This is Sasha's clothes why is it dirty?" ask the woman.

"So fell, Grandma. But it's okay. There was a good and beautiful aunt who helped Sasha," Sasha told the woman.

"Aunty nice and pretty?" ask the woman to make sure.

Sasha nodded. "Tante it-" Sasha's words were cut off when her eyes no longer saw the Zahra she thought was still in front of her.

"Where's the tant?" ask Sasha who she knows.

The woman followed the direction of her grandson. "Nobody, Sha," said the woman.

"There was, Grandma," said Sasha.

"Don't halu. Now we go to Sasha's class" said the woman.

Sasha with annoyed eyes looked at her Grandma because she said halu. "Later his eyes were plugged" said the woman.

"Hehe, I'm sorry Grandma is beautiful" said the boy. They walked down the corridor and immediately went to Sasha's class.

Zahra who hid behind the wall held her chest that felt tight, happy, and sad. I want to hug this woman. He wanted to cry in her arms.

"Umi," Zahra called out softly to her chest while closing her eyes. It was as if he felt Dee was hugging him at this moment.

Yeah, that woman has Dee. The woman Zahra loves very much. Zahra's tears just flowed without her being able to prevent it. The long-lasting longing he finally got a little treated. Although not completely, but Zahra is grateful that Umi whom she loves very much is fine.

"Is that Kina's son?" ask Zahra who she knows.

"It's very pretty. Just like Adek, chatty and jolly," Zahra's monologue to herself.

"No, she's pretty like her aunt."

DEG

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