WIDOW BECAUSE OF WIDOW (SADNESS )
Sexy dress Goddess

" Papaakkk.... Where was it? Not home yet!!! Mama is leaving, it's too late! Where's money? Two hundred thousand doang sir!", Dewi called Hanan in an annoyed tone.

" You have a disaster, there is an injured child and you have to bring medicine, use your money first ma", Hanan said from a telephone with a flat tone, because the head is pulsating even can call a spoiled whine for money, make it even more tired.

" Mama's money again?!, Long time old mama's capital runs out sir!", Upset Goddess.

" Yes, how to ma!, the father again there is a disaster, besides this father also can not pay, the money borrowed first, Udah use the money mama first, then the father changein if the father has money", Hanan then hung up the phone, without waiting for an answer from the Goddess, hearing the voice of the Goddess who asked for money made it even more dizzy.

Dewi stomped her feet hard, was waiting from earlier once the phone was lifted, her husband still can not give money, make annoyance.

" Zidan, Zea. mama go first yes, tell the father if you come home later, mama comes home tonight", said Dewi saying goodbye to his two children.

" Yes ma, why are you beautiful and beautiful right? If you know, you're angry lo ma!!", the little boy memorized if his mother wore a tight and sexy clothes must be angry Hanan, the little boy, especially now Dewi wears a shirt you can see wrapped in a jeans jacket and wearing a tight jeans and a veil with a high hair clap.

" Ma.. if in open jacket mama.. mama like tenacious keket ma.... ", Ledek Zidan and the two children of the Goddess were violently broken, making Dewi even more upset.

" lady... Change the clothes mama...id not deserve it ma.. right said brother, mama kayak uler keket. There is a line on the waist of the circular mama", Zeapun protest.

" I'll tell you later!", Threatened Zidan.

" You guys are very compact to insult mama.arguably mama kayak uler keket", Dewi frowned at his two children.

" Change it will, do not the light yellow color so, the dark so not too obvious", Zidan also gave a suggestion, because it was uncomfortable to see his mother dressed so.

Zidan often saw his stepfather protesting about the clothes of the Goddess, so he understood the meaning of his father.

" Yes mama change, but don't tell dad yes, if mom makai sexy clothes!", Threatened the Goddess to her child.

" Don't tell me about my mom coming home and you know with your shirt" Zidan replied.

" yes", Zea chimed.

" Yeee.. mama bring change later home mama wear clothes", Dewi smiled then prepare to leave.

" Your hearts are at home".

" Yes ma!", replied Zidan and Zea compact.

The two bickers saw his mother go away until lost in the alley.

" Mother, today do not teach tutoring?", asked Hasan.

" Already at school, now you want to focus with your sister two hours full for the subjects tomorrow morning", replied Yasmin firmly, and prepared to provide material for Hasan.

" Asyiikk", Hasan really likes the way his mother conveys the subject matter, clear, firm, not twisted, simple easy to understand.

" Sister focus, we start, pray first", Yasmin already know the subjects of tomorrow for Hasan.

Hasan also seriously worked on the matter from his mother and asked if there was anything that had not been understood with serious focus and attention.

" Done this mother back to the tutoring place yes", Pamit Yasmin on her children.

" Yes bun", they answered in unison.

" What will you eat next night? Bunda bawain all go home ngajar".

" Sate bun, can you?!", asked Haya.

" Could, satay yes... ".

Yasmin was grateful, even though she had to pant to find food for the four of them, but not a burden for Yasmin. Yasmin sincerely undergoes this job, especially the income is good, sometimes it can be up to eight million from private tutoring plus salary at the place of teaching.

Every fortune received must be grateful, eight million is not much for the four of them, but also not a little, in fact Yasmin can save and can meet the needs of her children, he said, starting from eating much better than in the past when he was Hanan's wife, also his children can snack not as before, but Yasmin is not free, but it is not free, they can only snack on Saturday only the rest just eat together at home even though it is sometimes the result of buying is not cooking itself.

Yasmin taught her daughter's son to save and diligently save from the pocket money he gave every day.

Even his three children diligently filled the charity box that Yasmin gave to fill every day after the dawn prayer. And usually Yasmin will deposit it to the mosque on Friday.

In addition to his busyness Yasmin still make cooking on Friday anyway, making a breakfast menu ala berpatnya even though it is only one magic com rice, Yasmin wrap it simple with orek tempe, egg omelette, sambal, cucumber, cucumber, bakmi, wrapped was distributed when it was early morning for breakfast scavengers who happened to pass in front of his house or if it was loose time he went around briefly out of the complex to share with the rickshawman and others.

" Bun, one magic com pot so how many packs?", Haya tried to help and asked.

" Not much, at least eight to ten keep the rest used for our breakfast", replied Yasmin with a smile.

" Crackers do not forget yes", Imbuh Yasmin again reminded Aya who helped put it into a small crackle.

" Ready bun".

" Aya likes bakmi mother's cooking, delicious, tempe oreknya as well..like everything", Aya does like the simple menu Yasmin to share on Friday morning.

" Halah, where there is a sister who does not like mother's cooking", Husain chimed in with his sister.

" Yes, everyone in this house also likes mother's cooking", Kawab Aya.

" You must regret not being able to eat your mother's cooking", Husain also immediately remembered his father who used to like to praise Yasmin's cuisine.

" Brother ... You no longer want the mother's cooking.The father's new wife may have a better cuisine, just look at her body curvaceous hahaaa", Aya bercerokos like that.

Yasmin glanced at Aya and glared a little, "Can't be so, it's true that Mama Dewi's cooking is better, you can't say that again, later you are angry, you don't accept", Yasmin forbid Haya laugh at her stepmother, however her children must respect Dewi, Yasmin thought.

" Hahaaa. yes bun, this is here anyway, if there is a father males really discuss him", replied Aya.

" Emang yes kok bun.. which Aya said was true... but Husain wondered why the father who became thin?!", Husain chimed.

" Father of the diet brother, do not suudzon, pamali!", said Yasmin rubbed Husain's back.

Seriate....