
" Your children play there, yes, as you like the same father will walk, if you have contacted the father", Hanan led Yadmin down the street on his right side overgrown with flowers.
" We are dating bun", Hanan said, Yasmin does not answer or respond to anything just the way just follow the direction of Hanan's goal.
" Bun, happy no bun holiday this time?", asked Hanan, I don't know what he meant by such a question for his wife.
" Alhamdulillah", replied Yasmin with ordinary expression.
" Thankful yes bun, there is still a fortune to be able to take children on vacation", Yasmin only mangosteen.
" Stay be a wonderful mother to them bund".
" Surely, inshaAlloh .. mother will try", replied Yasmin, in her heart as if squeezed, when it comes to the tomorrow of her child explained Yasmin afraid, as she said, hanan's polygamous marriage will definitely have a psychological impact on his children.
Yasmin saw Hanan walking in front of her faster and the opportunity was Yasmin use for selfies, so it was a little narcissistic, just for the memories of themselves not to be uploaded on social media.
Snap...
Some pictures with the background of the flower garden Yadmin has got, his heart is happy, even though only the photo itself does not matter, one day if he saw this picture he would be reminded of who he went to today, of course with his small family intact but with a broken heart.
Hanan saw the activity of Yasmin, he was also quietly photographing Yasmin with a candid camera, thinking if one day see the results of his shot Hanan will remember that it was a vacation with a legitimate wife that feels like a new crush, because every romantic woman wants to avoid romance, always avoid it, like shameful shame of prestige.
Though Yasmin avoided trying to throw away her love in order to accept Hanan's polygamy, Yasmin did not want any more sense for Hanan so as not to continue to hurt her heart.
" I hope we can vacation together with bun someday, I would be very happy if you can walk in front of the father together", The Hanan Monologue inwardly imagines Yasmin and Dewi getting along and being able to vacation together.
" Sir, you just go there, following the children, all of you perpetuate their moment", Yasmin left Hanan, for some reason the road with her husband now feels uncomfortable, trying as good and as patient as anything turned out to be not easy for Yasmin to eliminate the feeling in her heart, selfish indeed, but the heart can not lie, if the heart is hurt it takes a lot of time to make it ordinary again.
Hanan wanted to prevent Yasmin's departure but his wife had already left him a little, disappointed too anyway, his wife did not want to be invited to walk together, again!!! Hanan could only cluck in annoyance, feeling that his wife was getting further away from him, but could Hanan choose? No don't you? It is no longer easy for him to choose, marriage is not all a game, even if he chooses Yasmin, can his wife accept herself as before?
That is the result of obeying vow****, everything if taken because of***** then there will be a problem.
Hanan could only see his wife's departure with annoyance and regret, but once he still followed his wife, what to try, continued the path also senfirian what good to try.
At that time Hanan was curious to have a picnic with Dewi, whether his young palace would ignore him like Yasmin, or even friendly and spoiled. Imagine that Hanan also wanted to be able to bring his second wife puknik as well, but the savings he had were very thin for a picnic this time, what might be able to take Dewi and her two children to a picnic, but the savings he had was very depleted for a picnic this time, it is imagined that the Dewi picnic must be armed with a lot of money because Dewi's children are different from their children, who are trained to live a simple and concerned life, not snack, while Dewi's children, while Dewi's children, his life every day spoiled by his mother with a short time sanity jajan, whether it's cheap snacks or a decent, living in the alley, making children Dewi children accustomed to pesan carelessly, he said, supported because Dewi is busy selling online so that at any time ask for snacks in yes origin is not fussy and interfere with its activities.
Hanan smiled as he walked, his mind imagining his young wife at home, "what is he, how did he never call you?", Guman Hanan's heart.
Brugggs
It is so fun to daydream Hanan road to hit someone who walks in the opposite direction to him.
" Auwwww", sekit someone.
" Huh! Sorry, sorry, sorry", Hanan immediately helped the person he hit.
" Mr Hananto?", The voice of the man Hanan had hit.
" Lany, Melany, forgot?", said the woman in her 35s, almost the same age as Yasmin.
" Oh, yeah, sorry to pangling me".
" Where's Yasmin?". Ask Melany.
" Oh, he's the first son, come with me if you want to meet my wife", Hanan pointed to where Yasmin was standing waiting for her son to ride the game.
" Yes, I miss once, have not met for a long time, soon I will follow up, want to call my children first", replied Lany while inviting her children to follow Yasmin.
" Yasminnn", call him when they're close.
" ah.... Lany?? Geez we met in this place!", Yasmin immediately scattered the hug of his old friend, his great friend more precisely so.
" Yes, I'm also kangen, thank God we finally get to meet again, how many years do we meet?", Lany thought for a moment.
" Seven years, almost.. when my son Haya was still in the stomach and saw that now he was a girl", Yasmin pointed to her daughter who was walking closer to him.
" Yes right, and I now have two tails", said Lany laughing widely.
" Hello, acquaintance with aunt Yasmin, this is Hasan's older brother, Husain and Haya", Yadmin invited the acquaintance of two cute boys aged around 8 years and 5 years.
" Adam aunty, Sheina aunty", replied the boy to Yasmin, Hasan, Husain, Haya and Hanan.
" Aunty", Hasan greeted and shook hands with Lany, as well as Husain and Haya.
" Where's your husband?", asked Yasmin.
" It was with us, but there was an emergency call from the office so he did the job first".
" Oh, greetings to her", Yasmin was also familiar with Salman's husband Lany.
" Yes, I'll tell you", Kawab Lany.
" The office where you are now Lan?", asked Yasmin, his best friend was a high school teacher and had become a PNS.
" Oh, me? Now the assignment at SMAN 1, near here, at most 15 minutes, near my present home.
" Thankfully, we have to exchange mobile numbers to share the news", said Yasmin and Lany also immediately responded with great pleasure.
Hanan was just a spectator watching his wife and best friend exchange stories.
Seriate.....