WIFE OF MOTHER

WIFE OF MOTHER
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Hafsah has often been silent and has answered soberly since giving birth. Aminah knows very well that her daughter-in-law is disappointed especially her attitude to defend Noval.


'Hafsa!" call him.


"Yes Mom!" the woman said as she put her daughter down slowly.


"What's wrong, ma'am?" he said again while looking at his in-laws.


Hafsah was so calm, the woman was able to neutralize all her feelings of disappointment. Aminah took a long breath.


"Son .. I hope you are a little patient. I'm sure Noval will be back to how it was. He's a good boy, mother taught him enough. Please be patient" he asked.


Aminah only asked for the patience of the son-in-law for the sustainability of the new household heresy for one year and a half. Hafsah looked at his father-in-law, he did not answer or anything, because he was afraid he could not do that.


"Son .. Mom chose you as Noval's wife for nothing. I am confident in your religious understanding. You must put forward the integrity of the family rather than just birth. I also gave birth to Noval alone!"


"Mom don't lie!" sahut Hafsah looked at his father-in-law.


"The whole story of the birth of the Noval bang, I know Mom!" Aminah forgot that.


"Don't worry about my house, ma'am. As much as I can take care of her!" hafsah said firmly.


Aminah stroked her daughter-in-law's shoulder. He felt guilty for being so selfish that Hafsah would not blame his son.


"Mother's home!"


Hafsah nodded, but he needed Aminah to help him. But the woman seemed reluctant to help.


"Are you born a woman so your grandmother ignored you?" tanyanya was sad in heart.


Since birth until now. Aminah had not kissed her granddaughter.


"Yes already, do not need to be delivered .. the mother can go out alone," said Aminah.


Hafsah closed his eyes holding back all his sadness. He was about to remind, Aminah went to the crib owned by her daughter named Novisyah Permata Pramudi. The father named him.


Aminah stroked the red cheeks of Visya. Then it passed from there without kissing her grandson. Hafsah was crying after his father-in-law.


"Nak .. forgive umi nak .. forgive umi,"


The bottom is still painful if moved. But the homework is endless. During the puerperium he was replaced by another teacher who taught the children to teach.


The smart Hafsah bought a small house not far from his residence. He opened an official TPA school, the school already has six teaching staff. He separated the male and female students. The longer the more students.


Hafsah's cell phone rang, Rando called her. Since he got married just this time his late father's younger brother called.


"Click ... hiks .. hiks!"


"Assalamualaikum Sah .. mashaallah ... what are you crying about?" ask the man across the phone worriedly.


Hafsah wants to complain, but as much as possible he ponder himself first everything.


"Nothing, Paklik Hafsah is already a mother!" answer and then tell.


"Malaysha ... Praise be to Allah!" pekik Rando gave thanks.


The man prayed for his nephew. Hafsah got a quiet prayer from his uncle.


"Uncle will be there!" Rando.


Hafsah just nodded even though he knew his uncle didn't see him. The phone call stopped.


Afternoon. Hafsah watered the flowers as he usually did. The woman had reminded him that his daughter should be heqiqah to Noval.


"You try to search is usually on the internet for aqiqah," said Noval.


Hafsah was silent, her husband's reply again disappointed her. But he eventually relented and looked to the neighbors of the house.


"Mom Dita!" call him when he sees the local RT mother.


"Assynnya!" he continued to greet.


"Wa'alaikumusalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, what's wrong Bu Noval?!" ask Dita smile.


The fat woman stopped when Hafsah approached her.


"You want to ask the dong who is ready for aqiqah?" ask Hasfah.


"Oh ... was born yes .. mashaallah .. when!" exclaim Dita semringah


"Yesterday night Ma'am, Alhamdulillah," replied Hafsah.


"Who's a girl or a boy?" tanya Dita was curious.


"Cewe Ma'am" replied Hafsah.


"Wah .. must be beautiful yes," said Dita.


"Let's do another one that guys let a pair!" continued.


"On aqiqah ma'am?" tanya Hafsah switched the conversation.


"Okay .. thanks for the info, Mom!" Hafsah.


Dita just nodded with a wry smile. The young woman never managed to provoke Hafsah.


After getting information about aqiqah. The woman calculates the good day when the aqiqah is executed. All he did himself.


"Fourty more days, all of you Marhabanin Paklik!" muttered.


Novisyah cried loudly. The baby was hungry, Hafsah immediately came to him and gave him his milk.


Noval does meet the needs of the little princess as well as herself. Hafsah looked at all.


"Maybe I'm overreacting" he said softly.


"Bang Noval is still concerned with preparing everything" he continued while stroking the storage where the plastics contain milk.


After Vishah finished off the milk in his bottle. The baby went back to sleep. Hafsah has cleared himself. She looks beautiful to welcome her husband.


Today Noval can work faster than usual. He'll be home soon. On his desk there is a new photo, a photo of his daughter.


"Dad go home son, wait a minute!"


The man widened his steps. Until ....


"Sir!" Noval.


Sinta has long since quit because he cannot follow the workings of Noval. Another beautiful figure with an elegant formal dressing.


"What's the matter Nadia? Isn't everything all right?" asked Noval with a frown.


"That's okay sir!" nadia answered.


Noval immediately took the special elevator. Nadia just took a deep breath. Five months he worked but, Noval never once glanced at him.


"He's a married man. What do you want?" he complained to himself.


The girl went to the elevator for the employees. Noval hastened her pace. His car was in front of the valet officer's lobby carrying it.


"Thank you Mr. Toni!" noval got on her vehicle.


It only took ten minutes for him to get home. Maghrib.


"Assynnya!"


"Wa'alaikumusalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!" greet Hafsah with a sweet smile.


Noval hugged his wife. He knew he was wrong from yesterday and made the wife disappointed.


"Sorry dear .. sorry. My work makes me ignore you, "he said softly.


Break the cry of Hafsah. His fear is unproven, his father-in-law said. If he is a little patient, then he gets a good result.


"Honey .. sorry, don't cry!" pinta Noval is sad.


"The evil gate .. huuu .. uuuuu!!" crying Hafsah.


"Sorry .. sorry yes," Noval said again.


After the Maghrib prayer, Noval carried Hasfah in her arms. He kissed his wife many times until Hafsah whined spoiled.


"Absite ...."


"Honey, you know that the mother is afraid of holding the baby," Noval said.


Hafsah looked up, she looked at her husband in disbelief.


"Your mother used to rarely carry me for fear of falling or for fear of getting hurt. I was taken care of by my grandmother. Do you remember?"


Hafsah just remembered that Noval was taken care of by the grandmother. The woman again misunderstood her father-in-law.


"Edmm ... Brother ... I'm sorry I thought you didn't love Visyah,"


"Eh ... why?" ask Noval confused.


"Mom won't kiss Visyah, I guess because I gave birth to a daughter" replied Hafsah feeling guilty.


'It's okay. We are also guilty of letting you give birth alone in the living room" Noval said.


Hafsah breathed a sigh of relief, her negative thoughts instantly lost hearing her husband's explanation.


"I promise to make time for you and our dear daughter!" noval swore.


Hafsah nodded, believing that Noval would do that.


Seriate.


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