The Tarnished Hijab
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Beana was crying in silence, her tears just kept dripping down her cheeks.

"Daddy does Sam have a dad?

" Didn't you love us?

Those two questions still lingered in his head.

It was true that her heart was so sliced when her little girl asked about her father.

He saw his little girl sleeping and kissed her forehead.

"I'm sorry dear Mother, Mother really does not know where your Father is.If Mother knew maybe our lives would not be like this.

Slowly he got out of bed and now he chose to sit on the floor with a carpet.He also leaned his head on the wall.Hati is now really not okay.

Suddenly the sadness now began to penetrate the recesses of his heart.Entah why now he began to feel helpless again when the speech was thrown from the little lips of his little girl.

In his heart wondered why his little girl could say such words when he was only 4 years old, really this made Young Mother dizzy thinking about him.

"Now what should I do?

"What should I tell Sam if he asks again! Really now I'm really confused".he said inwardly.

In a different place.

Sehan opened the door of his apartment and when it opened it smelled so fragrant snaking from inside.

" The money was very soothing".he said, then he went into the apartment after opening his shoes and putting them on a shoe rack.

The man walked to the sink to wash his hands, after which he went straight to the dining table and opened the end of the meal.

A smile emanated from his lips

"It feels like he has a wife".he said happily while scooping his rice and also the side dish.

With his mood being happy he was eating voraciously.Saking delicious he ate until he did not hear the bell.

Many times the sound of the bell rang but the owner had not opened the door at all until shortly the sound of his cellphone rang.

While eating, he lifted it up

"Assalamualaikum".salam the person across.

" Waalaikumsalam Mah.

"Where are you?

" In the apartment, what's up, Mah?

"Kenap pin number of your apartment changed so Mamah can not enter, continue to press the bell you do not open the door.

"Hurry to open Mamah already in front of the door of your apartment, but from earlier stand outside".he said while turning off his call and making the man inevitably walk straight to the exit to open the door.

Chequelek

The man saw a middle-aged woman standing with a paperback.

The woman went in with her slightly irritated face and sat on the sofa in the living room and returned to the dining table to continue her delayed meal.

The woman also woke up from her seat and she approached her son who was now busy enjoying his food.

"You cook? mama asked and the man shook his head no sign.

"Keep you delivery? ask again and again his son shook his head no sign.

The woman immediately sat down next to her son.

"Se, the Mamah again asked the same you kept why the answer just shook his head.

The man looked at his mother.

"Sorry Mah".

" Don't repeat it."

"Yes".he said regretfully as he watched his mother taste the cuisine that was on the table.

"It's delicious.Who's cooking?

"Someone".he said and the woman frowned

" What someone?

The man smiled too

"Consecret".

" You are using secrets and all the same Mama" he said

"What do you want here? tanyakanya.

" The truth is Mamah was here to deliver food for dinner but until here you eat again".

"Surely that's all Mamah came here?he asked a little suspiciously.

"You're suspicious of continuing to be the same as Mama".

"Yes before it was usually like that so I had already memorized it".he said as he looked at the woman sitting next to him.

The woman could only be silent while looking at her son.

" Don't persuade me again Mah.

And I'm not going home now. So please don't force me to go home because I'm disappointed I haven't lost so I need time to get rid of it".he said and passed leaving Mamah who was still sitting at the dinner table.

"I'm sorry Mamah Se, Mamah has failed to be a good mother to you.

seriated