WIDOW BECAUSE OF WIDOW (SADNESS )
Still, the Haya rebellion

Hanan came home after a week of not showing his nose, last night he came home almost at eight.

There was no connection from his three children, even when he heard the motor entering the fence of the house, Haya opened the main door with a ruffled waist and an angry face, pursed lips and puffed cheeks, eyes bulging.

" O father to, kirain guests!", Ketus the boy who had wanted to go straight into the room but undo it was impatient to vent his frustration on his father.

" hayaaaa, come in son, see the neighbors, be ashamed", Yasmin said slowly to prevent her daughter's anger.

" uh.... Remember sir, Haya is ashamed to have a father like you", The girl immediately went into the room in a hurry.

Deg

Hanan rippled his heart, his heart beat a little faster, his daughter was so inadmissive with his actions that he was in the house of his young wife.

" Assalamualaikum", Sapa Hanan entered the house, then closed the door.

" Greetings waalaikum", replied Yasmin.

" Why is your son like that, please bun love understanding, teach to be polite to parents", he said as he put his helmet and took off his jacket.

" Sit first sir, yes later mother ajarin, forgive mother sir who can not be a model mother for them" said Yasmin softly.

" Don't get angry with mother dong, Haya is angry with you because you don't come home, bad father knows ga, like his father Dea my friend, marry again, like to beat his mother Dea, like Dea, angry when the wrong is his father Dea, yes like the father.watch out if you dare to hit the mother", Haya arrived out of the room and shouted talking with emotion, his breathing went up and down and lastly he pointed his fist at his father.

" Iangggl.... Enter the room gih, hemm ... yes", Yasmin led her daughter into the room, she also came in and closed the door of her daughter's room, while Hanan was dumbass still sitting on the sofa, and he was still sitting, a dead red face held back emotions.

" Mommy, it should have been Haya lockin the door, so that you can enter, Haya is angry with father bun", Isak the boy.

" No, it can't be so.. later ga father go home really how?".

" But Haya is ashamed to have a father like his father Dea Bunda".

" We equally pray yes, so that the father does not forget Haya and brother".

Haya nodded and the kemufian took her hair rope, tied her hair and wiped the tears that ran down her cheeks.

" Are you not sad to see you have another wife?", asked Haya plainly.

" It's sad, but you're sadder if your child becomes grumpy and likes to talk rough".

" I'm sorry mother, tomorrow Haya will not make you sad again, Haya is satisfied with your anger".

" Promise yes, Haya must be a sweet child, do not be angry, let the father have a wife again is not what is important the father does not hit the mother, like his father Dea yes, let the father have a wife, and we pray also that Dea's father will no longer be evil".

" Yes mother ".

" remember Haya haraus what?", asked Yasmin with a sweet smile at Haya.

" Haya should be more diligent in learning so that it is more sinter even though the father does not pay attention to us" replied the boy.

" Yes, that's also true, but Haya must still respect the father, if Haya is angry or does not like to mending Haya silent, or avoid to meet the father first, okay!!!".

" Yes mother".

" Do you want to drink or eat?", asked Yasmin when she came out of the room to find Hanan still sitting on the sofa.

" Yes, you haven't eaten" Hanan replied, leaning on the back of the sofa and eyes closed.

Yasmin also prepared dinner for her husband, Hanan, a man whom she did not take care of her needs this week because he was at his young wife's house.

" Want to take it here or here?", asked Yasmin when she was ready.

" Said eat only", Hananpun moved even though it was actually closed because of unstoppable sleepiness.

Hanan sat on a chair, Yasmin accompanied by drinking warm lemon water.

" So take a child report? How did it go?", Hanan asked while taking the rice.

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Yasmin took a deep breath before answering her husband's question, thinking what would have been a noisier answer.

" In value down all, but Haya still betahan in rank one but Husain not only the value and rank that fell the child seems to now have a different association, but Husain is not only, that's what makes you sad all day".

Hanan choked on the rice that was just about to fill his mouth that was not open, and still stopped in his hands in front of his mouth.

" Why can? Because the mother is busy working so the child of his achievement down, so what did the father also say? Just mending at home!".

" Pakkkp..... Children are getting older, the cost is also different, in this house not only need to eat but also we need clothing, and other needs, he said, just look even Hasan who should have used a cellphone or laptop to support his learning is still riding the same mother, mobile one to replace the four of us, Mother of work is not looking for the pleasure of the mother, but the circumstances, the situation, the situation is forcing, I think the mother is comfortable to see our children become less attentive".

" Okay, but please keep your attention on the child's number one".

" And the mother also asked for help, still pay attention to the psychological children of the children of the sir, it could be that they are like this because of the form of protest disobedience of their father marrying again, who knows if it has an effect on their behavior now".

" Don't make you! If it is not good to educate children do not relate to the father!", said Hanan ketus.

" Oh, so if the child becomes a rebel because of the mother's mistake, because the mother works?", Yasmin spoke no less tightly, but, her heart was sad all day even found her husband came home just asking for a meal plus bonus nagging, blaming, delicious right.

" Yes, because they are in this house more and more mother" replied Hanan.

Hanan sighed deeply, his eyes shining sharply at Yasmin.

" Just go in the bimbelnya mother, so you can focus on learning and mother all watching them", said Hanan so easily, as if every day, with what would pay? if every day tukor dong Yasmin salary.

" Yes, later the mother asked Mr. Taslim to accommodate children", did not want to argue Yasmin answered accordingly.

Yasmin cleaned up Hanan's food, then cleaned the bathroom and went to the bedroom to sleep, Hananpun.

" Bun, I'm sorry if you haven't been able to divide your time fairly, yesterday the Goddess was sick so you took care of her first", said Janan when they were in bed.

" Hem", replied Yasmin with a close eye.

Hanan held Yasmin and her hands pierced, but Yasmin only silently gave no response, her heart still could not accept Hanan's betrayal, although allowed by religion in fact not easy to accept, sick.

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