The Thorny Journey
her husband came home

this is the husband of yana named Faizal has long gone no news, a year he died yana and her children without news and news for them.

the figure that had been lost somehow where he finally came home, what yana could receive again the presence of this man in his life. legally she still holds the title of legal husband in the eyes of religion and also the state.

"waalaikum salam.." replied yana flatly.

yana still felt like a dream seeing her husband being here before her eyes.

yana invites her husband in, people around the house do not know that yana has been measles by her own husband, her husband, all they know is that yana's husband goes to work and sends her money every month to them, when reality says otherwise.

" where are the kids?" yana was still shocked by the arrival of her husband.

seeing yana already sculpting like a stone makes husband yana walk towards the door of the house, her children who are still inside do not know the presence of their father, but they are still there, even though they are small, they can recognize their father's face very well.

" dad..hore.dad came home..hore..dad went home.." his children were so excited, so happy with their father's return.

they don't know that all this time their father threw them away, they just know his father went to find money for them.

"come in first?" take Yana to see her husband still standing outside the house.

her appearance is neat, her body was a little filled, maybe her husband already has a good job.

" azham where are you?" ask husband yana again after not seeing the figure of her first child in the house.

" azham goes to school!" sahut yana brief.

yana does not yet know how her feelings should be, what should be happy because her husband has returned home again or the feeling of hatred because her husband had all this time disappeared without a trace, not thinking about the circumstances of yana and her children.

the children took their own rations at the feet of their father, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor with a plastic mat.

little sister who does not understand anything she continues to hug her father, maybe all this time her longing is deep buried in the heart, today is completed with the arrival of their father.

"azham's coming home at what time?" yana doesn't know what time her son will be home.

due to being too busy with the stall and his two young children who did not pay attention to the clock every time Azham came home from school, yang Yana remembered her son would come home when the sun was at the top of the kayak as it is today.

"it's usually like this he's home!" yana again.

faizal woke up holding the little one who did not want to escape his father, Faizal went out of the house to the yard, there lies a motorbike that brings faizal back here.

yana looked at her husband Faizal was far away from the yard while piggybacking on her two children, the children were so happy with the arrival of the father they had longed for, what yana had to accept was the faizal back at this time, but the pain she had been giving so deep.

" umi.umi.." The call of Yana's eldest son coming home from school can be heard all the way to the kitchen.

when she returned home, she was still in the kitchen preparing lunch, before her husband Faizal picked up Azham, Faizal had already bought the kitchen equipment first, yana who had only been shopping sober felt enthusiastic when she saw the many bags of crackle that Faizal brought home.

all complete, there are chili, onion, fish, vegetable, oil, sugar, salt etc, I soar happy to see yana's beloved kitchen stuff full all make yana happy smile.

"yes azham, umi is behind this!" yana with a loud voice.

" umi, when is dad coming home? why don't you tell me I'm coming home today?" just drove the question out of his son's mouth.

" don't ask much more questions, now undress, we eat together, azham know? we ate fish today!" yana said excitedly while switching the topic of conversation.

" yeah umi, hold on!" yana nodded in response to Azham's words.

while waiting for the undress immediately clean up the kitchen, and arrange the dishes for their lunch, fried fish sambal and vegetable stir-fry that's their favorite cuisine all, and all of them, although only fried fish for them really happy, because all this time they only eat berluk can omelet and instant noodle soup.

they eat together on the living room floor, a small kitchen yana, only fit one stove and also a plate rack, so they always eat in the living room.

"eat a lot, son?" faizal said his father saw his children eating voraciously.

maybe his father knew all this time they were toys eating potluck, all lacking, azham eating without much talk..

" where did you go first?" sontak makes yana surprised to hear the bold question of her son number two.

his father did not answer, but instead looked towards his wife as if asking for an answer from her.yana who understood his intention directly yana answer the question of his son earlier.

" sister eat first huh? later just ask after eating, it is not good to eat while ngomog." the sister is silent and nodding agreed.

they also continue their eating activities by bringing their own feelings.

tonight it rained heavily, its cold to the bone, its faizal husband still playing with his kids, his, while yana is still in the kitchen grappling with flour to be stirred in so will the cake sale tomorrow, today the sale of yana sold out.

" what's yana doing?" the sound coming out of the mouth of the faizal goes hand in hand with the sound of the lightning outside.

the sound of lightning striking with a very loud bang made yana a little afraid.

" make a cake bang Faizal, since we bang faizal leave this is my job to continue our lives, so that our children die of hunger." Faizal looked down at the table where Yana made the cake.

" don't stay here, just go with the kids to bed!" yana again.

again faizal silent a thousand languages, yana has not had time to ask where her husband disappeared so far, yana just waiting for the honesty of her husband to tell yana the real situation.

" brother wants to see you make a cake, can't you?" faizal glanced towards yana while smiling sweetly.

"maybe, someone has forbidden it?" yana asked her husband Faizal

" yes anyway, brother just guilt because all this time you died without news..

....sorry yes, but brother left there's a reason!" she said her husband again.

" it's raining tonight as if welcoming home brother huh?" nosy her husband faizal again while biting her lips looked at yana.

yana knows where her husband faizal is talking, as soon as you complete her tasks that stay a little longer, there will be a bigger job again in a moment...