Want me to Be With You
Episode 31

After getting permission from Mother Santi, Fauziah stepped slowly hugging her biological mother. Her crying was breaking even more.

"I hate Mom!!" he said while hitting his mother slowly. "Mother left me and never once called me" he continued sobbing. "Don't Mom miss me"

Hicks ... Hicks ... Hicks ... Fauziah is getting sobbing. His eyes are getting smoother. "When I was in Elementary School, Mother said to me, if I study hard, Mother will come. In fact no, I didn't come ..."

Mufida's mother has no power to endure the bloodless pain. "I'm sorry Mom" she said, stroking her head wrapped in a headscarf.

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The sun began to sink, and the twilight slowly disappeared. Change the street lights that seem to illuminate the universe. Downstream of the wind began to feel, Ziah and his mother sat side by side on the porch of the house. The two exchanged stories to know no boredom. The topics discussed always exist.

"Mom, did your husband know you were here?" ziah asked a quick glance at his mother slowly looking forward.

Mufida's mother smiled. "No, he doesn't know"

Fauziah. He looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry" she said slowly.

"Mom, do you love Mom as much as you do?" ask Fauziah again. "If you don't want to answer, neither does Papa" he continued.

"Papa is very good. Even my mother was not able to find a job. At home, I just take care of your sisters and prepare Papa's needs when leaving for work" explained Ms Mufida.

Finally Fauziah could breathe. "Alhamdulilah" Silent, Fauziah closed his eyes for a moment. "Mom, I'm sorry. Because of my presence in this world, I had to lie to my husband. I'm sure Mom must have suffered keeping a secret of this magnitude from her"

Mufida blinked his eyes repeatedly. Trying not to shed tears. "You're not guilty. Nor is your stepfather wrong. In this lie, it's Mom who's guilty"

"Za" call Mother slowly.

"Hmm" still leaning on his mother's shoulder, Fauziah clasped the mother's arm.

"If you go later, you're fine here. Take care of Mother, Grandma, and Uncle and Aunt. And if you're legal to be the wife of Aqmal Malik, you should be worthy of him"

Fauziah allowed his seat. This time he faced his mother. "Mom, what should I do to make my household a sakinah, mawadah, warahma?" tanyanya seriously.

Mufida drew a smile. "It's hard, but I'm sure you can. Throw away your ego when there is a problem. You have to apologize even if you are innocent. Serve your husband when he asks for his rights. Even you can ask first, but .. You have to see if your husband's mood is good"

"The second, in addition to serving your husband, you must also be a wife and friend to him. That means, you have to make your husband comfortable and trust you"

"In addition, your husband also has parents and a sister. He's a man, he's got to be devoted to his mother. It is money or something else. You, as a wife, must remind yourself that if Allah gives you more sustenance then your husband forgets his duty as a child. Parents sometimes do not need money, visit it was Alhamdulilah"

"Show smart to manage finances, sometimes the breakdown of households because one partner is wasteful"