
I rushed home because I was worried about my four sons
I feel guilty, because lately I have been very busy because of the many orders that come in
it makes me rarely interact with my children, usually I take the time to ask what they are doing all day.But lately I am negligent on them
"o Allah forgive me for abandoning my Children "
when I got home, I looked for my children
"branch, mass, Aa' , brother" call me
but none of them even knew me
abah and Umi are invisible,
"where are they this afternoon"
I walked up to the second floor where the fourth room of my Son was
yes, my house has been renovated to make it two levels, on the second floor there are six rooms facing specifically for the room My children are also my sister now and one room that is empty they make a room to study together or congregational prayer
arriving on the second floor I opened my eldest son's room but he was not in his room
Without thinking, I paced my way to the room where they often gathered
after arriving in front of their study room I opened the door slowly and sure enough all my children were in the room
they fell asleep while hugging each other
I approached them and noticed my sons' faces at the corners of their eyes were tears in their eyes
"god, what's wrong with them!? why are they crying?!
it hurts my heart to see that I have never seen my children's tears unless something makes their hearts hurt so much
I looked back at the face of my eldest son, my toughest son.
my son who was always there for me in times of trouble and my love
I saw in the corner of his eyes there were also tears that had dried up
I didn't feel my tears dripping somehow my heart felt so sick seeing that
"Ma papa malice ma" said my youngest son deliriously
"o Allah, what else do you do to my children "
"Ma papa diabolical Hiks hyx" again Abhimanyu delirious and this time abi wept
I went over to my son and wiped his tears
"sad this is my mom, son, what's wrong?!" I elus the head of my youngest son
"god, his body is warm, what are you doing to your son"
slowly my son's eyes opened
"mama" called her when she saw me
"yes dear, this is mama !! what dream brother is crying son!?" I said then I kissed the shoots of his head and hugged his body tightly
"mom, the hyx "my son is sobbing
I'm sure it's very hard for him, what to do .I can't let this drag on either
it can affect my kids mentally
"honey look at mama son, what did you do to you guys !?" ask me carefully
"Ma papa has been evil to us ma hiks hyks "said abim again more sobbing
"it's a pity that there is a mama here, you don't have to think about papa ya son" I replied
and when I calmed abim suddenly someone was hugging me from behind and there was also a sobbing and I knew who the voice was .
yes, that was my eldest son's voice
"actually what's wrong, son, what's it doing to you !? don't make mama confused like this sad boy.mama look at you like this" my tears are already unbearable come out without excuse
I took my son's hand to move in front of me
"look at my dear mama, what's the story of my mama" I wiped a tear on my eldest son's face
from the back I heard sobs.turns Attar and Ali were also awake and crying
I turned my face to look at them and called them closer
they approached me and hugged me from the right and left
"now try to tell mama son, don't make mama curious like this"
"papa ma, papa malice ma" said Attar my second son
"wicked papa why baby !?"
"we delivered the cake order!!!"akza started to tell stories
"yes baby, trus !?"
"it turns out we delivered the cake order oma ma" he continued
"initially we thought the oma would hold a rally or celebrate Alfa's birthday,we also lifted the boxes containing the cakes of our order actually hesitated and feared later we would be found the same oma or papa and drove us again if the hyx hyks hyks " akza stopped his story and wiped his tears.Turaih tissue near Kami seems like they use a lot of tissue
"after all the boxes of the cake were finished we moved because of curiosity Attar asked the aunt who worked at home oma.
the aunt said that if the oma wanted to celebrate alpha's birthday while celebrating papa's wedding reception" Akza continued the story
it turns out that Bara got married again and this made all my sons sad
"papa saw us ma, when papa sat together with his new wife in the pelaminan.papa turned his face like he did not want to see us" Attar who now told me in a voice trembling with tightness in his chest
"why papa baga equally we ma, papa never want to know about dedek" Ali said his voice heard sangau probably because many cry
"sister hates papa ma, bad papa" said Abim who was still crying
"o Allah, so deep are the wounds that you have cut your children's hearts, behold they hate you mas" my inner self
"sadly you heard mama, do not ever save your hatred of being loved for papa.because however he is your father, mama does not want you to be a child who is ungodly
let your father and his family seek their happiness, like us who are already happy even though there is no papa.here there is a Mama who will fight and support you in order to achieve your goals and you must help your mother by staying happy and forgetting all which makes us sad
how dear to agree with your words, remember never hate papa ya Nak because without papa you will not exist in this world accompanying mama fight" I told them
"remove all the bad memories in your heart and remember all the good memories of the past "say me again
"do you understand, right!? we must be happy especially now there is a dedek "I try to continue to make them calmer and understand also do not hate his papa because this is all the destiny of the divine we can not deny
"yes ma" they answered
"now you wash your face to look fresh !?"my door to them
they got up from their seats and walked to the bathroom in the room
after washing their faces, they came back to see me
and again sat in front of me with a face that was fresh even though the eyes
they are swollen and look very puffy
"mama wants to ask you one more thing, is it okay and can you keep our little secret!!? much
they also nodded at the same time
"this mama you keep secret about the existence of dedek, because mama is afraid if oma knows if we have dedek then oma and papa will do the coercion in order to take Dedek, from us dear"it's not that I want to influence my children on bad things but that I need to be even more vigilant