WIDOW BECAUSE OF WIDOW (SADNESS )
Surprised

Yasmin was already in town A, the house had been handed over to Ms. Nunik and she said someone immediately wanted to contract. Yasmin is relieved, if it is enough money to enter Hasan school that intends Boarding school.

The tutoring place and also neighbors even Aya school, yahaya Yasmin moved to the yard, it was all arranged by Yasmin, Nunik and Pak Taslim and Ida bu, it was all arranged by Yasmin, there is even strong evidence from the Aya school that states Aya moved to the village of Bundamya.

It is not without reason that Yasmin made this scenario, Yasmin felt that Hanan was no longer concerned about his son for what his father should know, let it be later if they grow up, their own, they, yasmin's son decides to meet his father.

Yasmin's job is to educate well, find money to support and educate this child as well as possible, his children already know exactly on the nasabnya it is enough for Yasmin.

Some days in a new place, the four of them adjust to the existing environment. Not bad, here in a new place the air is cooler, the community is also friendly, the environment is also a lot of immigrants as well, making it easier for them to communicate with each other between neighbors.

" Sir, if you have started attending school, do not play continue to help mother ya at home" Hasan said to Husain while cleaning their clothes.

" Yes, sister, but you often come home", replied Husain with a slight frown, already imagined how lonely it would be if his brother had entered the boarding school.

" sister is only a two-week holiday on Saturday and Sunday but that after six months there can only be taken if not six months a month just given one day" Hasan replied.

" Yes.the more seperate I am", said Husain increasingly frustrated.

" Lah kuak take Tahfidz must be more time to memorize, not just play" replied Hasan.

" Yes, I want to see my brother standing in front of the imam of the mosque at the end of there, the mosque is large and crowded continue to worship", replied Husain with a smile.

" Aamiin, pray to you", Hasan ruffled his sister's hair.

" It must be brother".

" Our children eat yuk, the mother bought a special food of this place that is tested there, hopefully you like", Yasmin called her children to gather and eat together.

Yasmin felt grateful, the house she occupied was bigger than her house before as well as the building was nicer, there was a garden in front, and there was a garden in front, and on the clothesline there is a dak to put a pot of flower pots and grow vegetables sober, it really makes Yasmin waow, at least planting scallions or chili just for Yasmin was happy.

" Bun, Aya really likes this house, so keep Aya's room is also spacious, it seems that in all places, in this house makes Aya feel at home, in the kitchen at home, clean because, it is, in the family room also feels comfortable, on the terrace is also cool, seneng deh", said Aya plain.

" Thank God, continue and pray a lot yes, may this house bring our blessings, Aamiin ", said Yasmin sage.

Elsewhere

Hanan is now starting to be a little diligent to the mosque, after the advice of Mr. ustadz, although not as diligent as before but at least a little more willing.

Unlike the Goddess even though it has been minimized water from pak ustadz but only a little change, still not willing to carry out its obligations.

Today after a long time and many times planning finally Hanan want to visit to see his son, kangen.

That's what he feels, there are a handful of feelings that can not be expressed in his heart, already these two days dream of Aya continues.

" Ah, miss the father, until you dream" muttered Hanan.

No need for Dewi's permission, after school Hanan directly forwarded his motorbike towards his home, far enough because now Hanan teaches in SD which is far away in the suburbs of the city, one hour more to get to his home.

" Assalamualaikum.", Hanan without looking left right immediately greetings nyelonong entered his house.

" Greetings waalaikum.... Eh!! Ma-aaff", The voice of the young mother around her thirties answered and the two of them were shocked.

" Eh, sorry! Whose father?", he was confused.

" Oh, I'm the father of the child who has this house mom, I'm whose mother?", Hanan asked no less confused.

" Oh, I'm sorry sir, I contracted the father's house".

" Ncontract?!", Hanan was surprised not to play, his house was contracted to people, so where did Yasmin and her children, oh Robb!

Without continuing the question, Hanan immediately excused and apologized, then headed to Nunik's house.

" Greetings waalaikum sir, oh sir Hanan, please , how are you old sir not here?!", Bu Nunik was stale but inwardly saw Hanan's face, Hanan, he laughed and let her sit in a rattan chair in his house.

" It's confusing, confused, right?! Huh!!", Inner mother Nunik sneered in satisfaction.

" I am good ma'am, Alhamdulillah", replied Hanan.

" Thank God", Miss Nunik.

" Have you come home yet?", asked Hanan.

" No sir, please get me a drink first", Ms. Nunikpun went in to get a drink for Hanan.

" Drink sir", Ms. Nunik gives one cup of hot coffee and mineral water not to forget a little snack.

" Thank you ma'am", Hanan immediately took mineral water to drink.

" Mom, the children moved to the village huh?!", asked Hanan limp.

" Yes, sir, even all the goods were transported, this suitcase has the father had the mother sorted out", Show mom Nunik on a large suitcase in her living room.

" Kok not saying goodbye to me", said Hanan while downcast, his heart felt like squeezed, like having lost something, like out of robbing it felt, between angry, disappointed, yes so it was.

" Lha, cook mother is not alone, mother is perfect so you know sir, it is impossible if the mother does not say it feels strange anyway yes.because all the neighbors just pamit you sir", Bu Nunik's answer was like a humiliation in Hanan's ear.

" Where to go mom?", Hanan asked, still curious, his hand grabbed the phone and tried to call Yasmin and her son but none of the calls were connected, Veronika even said if the number you contacted was not listed, the more upset Hanan heart.

" As far as I know the holiday yesterday mother and children vacation in the village, after returning home from the village know the mother directly beberes, packing all the goods is no exception, all in the clean clean clean up not left, not left, now it's only been empty for five or three days, someone wants to contract" Ms. Nunik explained.

" What didn't he tell mom?" asked Hanan.

" Yes, ask for his house to be contracted if anyone wants, the price continues to ask for a transfer for Hasan school to enter boarding school" replied Bu Nunik.

" Wiihi....Boarding school, expensive school, get money from where he is", Batin Hanan sneered, but proud too, if spoken to by Yasmin must also strongly agree with Hasan's choice.

Seriate.....

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