WIDOW BECAUSE OF WIDOW (SADNESS )
Hope Hanan

In the evening they make a barbequan at the back of the villa by the pool, Hanan plays the guitar and they sing along.

" Sir, we will rent a vacation villa on the beach, yes, times", said Haya with a whining tone to his father.

" Yes, doain pak no windfall" replied Hanan.

" Yeee.. yes sir, Haya doain the father of many fortune just do not need many wives, embarrassing!", I guess at the end of the sentence.

Hanan just smiled and ruffled Haya's hair.

" Yes father will no longer marry, enough mother and mother Goddess, later we can together with their same vacation huh", Hanan said to Haya in a low voice so as not to hear another and damage the atmosphere.

Haya immediately turned to her father quickly, her eyes bulging furiously her lips were throbbing.

" Ogah, just father him, do not need to jump on us, Haya hates the same person", he replied ketus.

" Husttt... must not be so, Mama Dewi is also your mother so you must be respected", Hanan spoke softly while rubbing Haya's head.

" Don't want ah, mom I'm just mommy ain't nothing else!", the boy added.

Hanan can only take a deep breath, do not want to force anymore, want like anything at this time is not right, Hanan hopes there will be time they accept the presence of the Goddess.

In the evening after the burnt-out event was over and the night was getting late, they went back to the room to sleep, Hasan with Husain one room and Haya the same Yasmin because the child was afraid to sleep in a new place, and the child was afraid to sleep in a new place, be Hanan sleeps alone in front of the television.

The time itself he used to send a message to the Goddess, actually had time to send a message just for a while because it was not nice to see his children continue.

" Have you slept?", the first message Hanan sent to the Goddess.

" New to, what's up? How is the holiday fun?", Balan Dewi.

" Kok hasn't slept, out of which it's late!", Hanan replied.

" Out of the place of delivery of goods, afternoon packages have been completed wrapped already sent directly", Kawab Dewi.

" A lot today?" asked Hanan.

" Thank God, there is" answered the Goddess.

" I'm sleeping, it's night, tomorrow I'm home".

" Yes", though",

No more messages sent, Hanan still occasionally see if the phone Dewi is still made online, want to be angry but not tasty, it's night, Hanan feeling a little unpleasant.

An hour, seen again is still online, Hanan so husar because of it. Finally one more message left.

" Sleep, don't go online" he wrote quickly to Dewi.

The sign had not been read until an hour later and the time was past midnight, Hanan was restless when he saw the Dewi phone was still online as well.

Finally Hanan called Dewi, it turns out that what is obtained is busy mode.

" The phone you're calling is on another call.. blah blah.", The operator's answer makes Hanan more upset.

Because he felt his young wife did not obey his words and was instead engrossed in staying up late and calling, Hananpun again sent a message to Dewi.

" Busy calling instead of sleeping, with whom the night is busy calling, huh!😡".

That was the message Hanan sent to his young wife.

Then Hanan turned off his phone and was about to go to sleep, his anger controlling his chest, but it was impossible to vent tonight as well, until finally Hanan chose to take a few deep breaths to relieve his anger and intended to sleep.

Yasmin and her son were ready for sports this morning.

" Bun, we walk the street while looking for breakfast huh", Rengek Haya.

" Yes, that's why the chips are ready". Answer Yasmin.

" Sir, come too, right?", asked Haya.

" Yes, first of all gih gih enthused the father" replied Hanan.

" Ga ah, looking at us together, do you know where we are going? Entar instead father is not a sport but covering", said Haya.

" Hust you that" Yasmine's daughter.

" You can't talk like you do!", said Yasmin gently, Haya just blinking her lips

" Yes already come", Hanan also prepared with red training pants in line with the color of training worn by Yasmin.

" Wihhh ", samaan ", Sail Husain.

" Kan who is wearing the clothes of the father" replied Hanan with a smile sumringah.

They also walked down the village streets, the cold air in the morning felt cool piercing the skin.

" Cold is not bun?", Hanan aligned his path with Yasmin and grabbed Yasmin's hand to grasp.

There is a sense of struggle in Yasmin's heart, her husband has not been this vulnerable for a long time, but for whatever sake Yasmin's heart can not accept as it used to be, if Yasmin would have immediately swung spoiled in Hanan's arms, but for whatever sake Yasmin's heart could not accept it again, now it was difficult for him to do, although happy Hanan would hold his fingers but Yasmi just silently did not want to reply anything other than just a little resigned to Hanan's treatment.

" Bun, can't the mother like the old man again the same father bun, you can't back down, everything has happened, please bun, try to be able to make peace with our current situation", Hanan tried to seduce Yasmin.

" If you take your fingers only for the death of the father, please release, sorry for the selfishness of the mother, the weight of the pack to accept.This situation, this situation, is, when the father does not give the mother the choice should the mother make peace with the situation, the mother has tried to mother also pray, to receive everything sir, but for the mother is very heavy, heavy sir, sir, if there is a choice of mothers who succumbed sir, mothers who retreated", Yasmin's voice sounded very strong, Yasmin did not want to cry for Hanan for Yasmin just silence rather than cry for a husband whose heart had been split.

" Bun, it's impossible for us to have three children, they need us" Hanan replied.

" Then let the mother stay this way, you don't need to care about the mother, or just play a show so that we look good in front of the children".

" Mother, the father is not playing a show, the father is doing all this because the father is still in love with the mother, the paternal affection for the mother is not reduced, even it feels the father is more affectionate with the mother, the father is more affectionate with the mother, if not almost as long as the father remarries the mother does not want to be touched by the father, the father is never angry or demanding right, it is because what? Because the father is more affectionate with the mother, the father appreciates the sacrifice of the mother who has let the father marry again", said Hanan full of emphasis.

" Yes already then, ridhoi mother to stay this way, we are still there for children but enough to get there, sorry mother can not be like before, still difficult", Yasmin replied coldly, Yasmin knew this was a sin but her ego, Astaghfirullohh....

" Okay, mr. ridho mother does not want to be touched by the father, sorry .. but, remember mother, it is not forever, keep trying to forgive the father and accept the father now", Hanan also released the hand that had been pulled by Yasmin.

Seriate.....