The Shackles of Love are Lying
Why Mom is crying

"Yes, Mas. I'm jealous."

The tears escaped from the hiding place.

"But can you not hurt me?"

Najib took a deep breath. Sheza looked sadly.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be patient when you left Mas."

Sheza quiet. He looked away.

Not wanting to dissolve in Sheza's grief, Najib approached her, kissed Sheza's head and held her for a moment before saying goodbye.

"This morning I have a meeting I'm going first Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight." He said softly with trembling lips. As soon as Najib and Iza disappeared, he immediately ran to the room, crying all over.

Meanwhile, Najib seemed silent, behind the steering wheel, his car broke up the crowd of the road so that he could immediately deliver Iza to school.

"Papa, why is Mama crying?" He looked at Iza. His wry eyes made Najib feel guilty. What should he say to his daughter with their problems.

"The mother is a woman like you too. Sometimes we need to cry, when we're sad."

"Why is mama sad, but Iza saw Papa was very happy to receive the phone."

Who would have thought that he would hear such questions from the lips of his little girl who laughed when given a candy or would cry if we took candy from his hands.

No matter what his attitude towards Sheza was, he still could not lie to his little Princess' conscience.

"You should not think about it. Let Papa make you laugh again." Iza nodded. I don't know if he understands.

Although Najib tried to provide answers that could make Izza feel calm, still could not stop Iza's curiosity.

"What was that call from Aina's mom, Pa. That's why my mom is angry and sad. Kan mama Sheza when she heard the name Mama Aina called, always angry."

Najib laughed a little. It is so. He could not deny that this little girl was already good at judging.

"Yes, it was indeed a phone call from Aina's mother."

Najib could not hide it from his daughter.

"really?"

"When Mama Aina came home. Iza is missing. Iza is also tired of mama Sheza who likes to be angry."

"But his temper isn't what it used to be, is it?"

"Yes anyway. But Mama Sheza until now did not want to take Iza to school."

"Later papa will tell Mama. Let Mama deliver Iza."

"No ah, Iza prefers to be delivered with Mama Aina. Hurry up and get him, Papa!"

"God willing tonight Papa will pick up Aina's mom, Iza want to come?"

"Really Pa. Asyiik .. clearly Iza come."

"But you can't ask for something with you, honey?"

He immediately placed an index finger on his cheek. As if I was thinking hard. Even his eyeballs go around in circles and his dimples look so clear.

"Goddess. But don't be my Barbie doll, Pa."

Najib's laughter immediately broke even though it was not very loud. He's really made fat. He instantly gave one small touch on Iza's cheek.

"Now, darling. Papa just asks, even though there is already a mother Aina, Iza not to forget Mama Sheza. Must see Mama Sheza often, can you love?"

Iza immediately looks sad.

"It could be the same papa, as Papa promised."

"Actually Mama Seza is good and dear to Iza. Just a different way. Someday Mama Sheza will definitely take you to school, will make a cake for you, same with Mama Aina."

"When that happens, Izza would be happy, Pa."

His eyes, which had been twinkling for a moment, now appeared dim and empty. It made Najib feel claustrophobic and had to take a deep breath.

"here, Honey. Sitting on the lap, Papa."

Iza immediately moved to what Najib had asked for. Sitting on his Papa's lap with his head resting on his chest.

"Why are you sad, honey?" While driving, Najib kissed his head.

"When sir Mama Sheza loved Iza as much as Mama Aina."

Not wrong with what Iza said. The natural hope of a child who always longs for the affection of a mother. He had never gotten it in the womb especially when he was born.

"Iza never forgot to pray for Mama, did she?"

"God willing, Papa."

"One day Mama must have changed as you expected." Again he kissed his daughter's head.

"Try me, Papa wants to hear how it sounds?" Najib tried to distract him from being sad again.

"What yes ... Oh yeah, I remember, Pa."

اللهم اغفر لي ذنوبي ولوالدي وارحمهما كما ربياني صغيرا

"That means," he said loudly

"God, forgive my sins and the sins of my parents, love them as they loved me as they did in childhood."

"Smart son of Papa. Don't be sad anymore. Papa promises to pick up Aina's mom for you."

"Ashiiik .. thanks Papa." his eyes now sparkled again to look at Najib with a smile.

"Papa stop!" yells.

"Oh yes." Najib stopped his car which was already running slowly. Both out. Then he met the teacher who greeted him at the gate.

"Don't forget to pick up Iza, yeah Pa."

"Goddessa. Yes, Papa left first. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight." Iza immediately ran towards her friends.

Najib still settled him from behind the gate until he felt Izza was fine and happy to play with his friends.

After feeling calm, he returned to the car to always turn on his engine to continue the journey to the office where he worked.

Meanwhile, at home, Sheza, who could not hold back her anger, threw the items in her room violently. Make messy.

Mbok Minah, who heard that things were thrown in Sheza's room, did not dare to come closer. Worried that he will be the target.

"Sister, you're evil. I've been intent on changing but you're beating me up. You're just mine. You can't think of anyone but me. I will never be willing for you to be with Aina," he concocted. His tears flowed unstoppably again.

After he was completely tired, he fell asleep in a bed that had fallen apart. Only at 10:00 did he realize. He headed to the bathroom, soaked for a while to calm his mind, only then cleaned himself up. After feeling satisfied he came out, from changing clothes in casual clothes, reaching for his small bag, leaving the room that was already very messy.

He stopped by the kitchen for a while, meeting the woman who had been devoted to him.

"Mbok, please clean my room until it's completely clean."

"Yes, Den Ayu."

"I want to go first, don't say anything to Najib."

"Yes, Den Ayu."

Sheza also passed from the presence of Mbok Minah to the garage.