WIDOW BECAUSE OF WIDOW (SADNESS )
It feels like dust

Deftly bi Murni prepared Yasmin's order and took her to the living room.

" Please sir", pure Aunt invited Hanan to have a drink, Hanan just nodded and said thank you his heart is still curious to see his ex-wife and his children have not come out to accompany him again.

" Sorry mom please call my kids I want to talk to them", pure bi said nodded and passed, pure bi now knows if the guest is her ex-husband.

" Sister please meet the guest" said pure bi when passing by Hasan.

" Aya, noh in the living room there is a Father!", Husen called Aya.

" Father?, whose father?!", said Aya did not understand.

" Our father, Mr Hananto!", insisted Husein.

" Hahh!!", Aya gaped in disbelief then ran towards the living room.

" Bapkk", Aya immediately splashed Hananto's hug with a sobbing, Hanan's body even to the point of leaning perfectly on the sofa.

" I hate you, Aya doesn't want to see you again... I hate father! Mr. liar... Mr. disobey the promise, Mr. evil.", Various swearing came out of Aya's lips while immersing his face in Hanan's chest and beating his father's back.

" I'm sorry!", replied Hanan Lirih, sobbing and holding her daughter tightly.

" Bad evil Father does not pity us until we move the city because I can eat but you are spoiled young wife and children", Aya hit Hanan's chest more and more quickly spewing all the pain and disappointment during this time.

Meanwhile Hasan and Husein sat glued to the sofa in front of them.

And Yasmin who was still inside did not want to see Hanan he took the initiative to call the doctor Yusuf who was out, there was no intention to meet Hanan but it also felt disrespectful if not to meet him.

" Who is there in the living room why is Brother Aya crying?", asked Awa to Yasmin.

" There was his father Brother H, Brother Awa crying because he had not met his father for a long time" Yasmin explained gently.

" oh, Yes already if that Awa want to accompany Dedek Yafi who is still bobo aja", Awa then entered the bedroom of his parents.

" Yes Bun, what's wrong?", doctor Yusuf's voice from across the phone, at this time Yasmin is calling her.

" Hurry home and there are fathers, children, I am confused to meet but there is no father at home" said Yasmin.

" Let's see, I'm okay" replied Dr. Yusuf.

" Let's see, show my father's face is fine!", said doctor Yusuf he wanted to teach Hanan this time his inner self.

" Are you sure, I shouldn't wear a mask?", asked Yasmin hesitantly.

" Yes" replied Joseph's doctor confidently, "but if Mother is not sure wait until Father is home soon I will go home" said Joseph's doctor.

" Okay!", then the phone was closed.

Hanan who heard Aya's expression became intrigued, his heart ached to imagine the events of 5 years ago when he had not found Yasmin but had wronged him by doing unfairly to Yasmin and her three children with more busy taking care of Dewi and her two stepchildren.

" I'm sorry!!", only that word came out again from Hanan's lips.

After a while, Aya finally broke her embrace from her father.

" Sir how are you? why are you skinny and ugly anyway?", those words just slid from Aya's lips, seeing his father who now looks thinner skin darker and a face that looks old from his age and his hair has been overgrown with gray hair.

" Fine father is fine, Yes father looks older think a lot of you son, father kangen the same you", replied Hanan while smiling at his three children.

Hasan and Husein just kept quiet did not want to comment on his father's words while Aya who was more critical and what it is certainly has an answer.

" You lied! You look older not because you miss us but you definitely want to marry again, but not allowed the same young wife, you know sir now! the young wife of the Father is not as good as my bundle" said Aya with a grumbling face, talking because in his heart still stored disappointment.

Hanan who heard and understood the meaning of Aya's words then took softly Aya's head hair.

" Sok know you!, you ran out of an accident so you can not walk long, this father will be operated once again to take a pen planted in the legs of the father" said Hanan.

" Have you broken your leg?", asked Hasan.

" Yes, it's been a long time now that my father has healed", Hanan smiled at the end of his eldest son whom he did not recognize when he first saw the second and third while praying in the mosque even until the lecture was willing to talk, he said, hanan's heart feels like it's getting a shower of rain, cold!.

" Thank you son, you can be proud of your Mother, even the father can not recognize you, you have changed once and are too tall and handsome and your makeup is different, you lost many moments with you", Hanan spoke in a voice that shook withholding tears I don't know if there are words that are above the word proud maybe that's what Hanan is feeling right now.

" Sister's voice has also changed" said Aya.

" you are very smart with your Quran reading, son, did you not want to say if you go to Boarding school?", asked Hanan to Hasan.

" Yes right Mr. Boarding school where Hasan school is a school that provides opportunities for children who want to be tahfidz Quran and educated as disciplined as possible about religion" replied Hasan.

" And now Husein who is studying there sir, pray God willing next month Husein sent the school to participate in the race in Cairo Egypt representing the school" said Hasan proudly.

" God...... ", A,Hanan rubbed his chest that suddenly felt tight as if crushed by the earth his feet were weak news is indeed very amazing beyond his expectations to make himself like a grain of dust and dirt that is not worth it at all even if the dust could perch wherever Hanan imagined that he did not seem worthy to be the father of these two extraordinary teenagers before him.

Suddenly Hanan slid to the floor from the sofa of his seat and kowtowed at the feet of his two sons no sound just a sobbing that sounded very slow, hanan was ashamed to hold his face in front of his two sons.

" Wake up Sir, What are you doing!", cried Hasan and Husein then shrugged his father's shoulders.

" Why do you do this?!", Hasan protested against his father's behavior.

" we are fathers, not gods? if you are moved and regret the actions of the Father, the person most worthy of your visit is Mother Drajat, Thank you because from his womb we were born and with his direction we learned and with his fortitude we are independent and with his patience we continue to learn with the glory of his heart we reflect with a genuine smile we are happy and with his patience we are with the sweat we eat we can wear clothes we can pay tuition...... ", Hasan spoke with empty eyes and a flat face his mind went back to a few years ago.

the three sons were only silent after Hasan's words like that Hanan grew limp.

Seriate.....