
But what's he doing? ah Dion's always been a problem.
Shortly afterwards Dion came towards us, clearly visible face tangled it indicates he was upset at this time. It made me even more convinced that Dion and Bram had been fighting.
"old sorry" said Dion, who I stared very sharply.
Dion who saw him shrugged his shoulders and whispered to me "later to tell" .
"ekhemm" deheman his lover mas Bram, it seems he has started to suspect us.
The three of us looked at him.
"sister came home yuk, Caca tired" he whined spoiled.
Hmh! it was so bad that I vomited in front of him, so disgusting.
Then Bram nodded and went straight home after he said goodbye to us. It was just me and Dion right now, I pulled Dion's hand and asked him to explain everything.
"quickly say, what's going on?" ask me seriously.
"nothing, calm down" he replied casually
"Dion.." while glaring.
"okay okay, I just warned him, ah no no, rather give him a punishment for what he did, I can't see you get hurt" Rai said seriously
"gue gapapa, you shouldn't do it" I said slowly .
"honestly, my heart also hurts when you're hurt. You can say gapapa but it doesn't apply to me, I know you Rai, I know you're not okay anymore" he said again .
I was silent and could only remain silent because what else? denying it is free .
"go home deluan" I said
"i'm antarin"
"gue take the motor"
"yes be careful Rai"
'it's really hard to get your heart back on Rai' muttered Dion who I can still hear, but I chose to pretend I don't know so that this matter isn't extended anymore.
****
Evening has arrived,
on the dining table there is a lot of food, of course, there is my favorite food as well. The atmosphere became silent for a moment, and only the sound of a spoon was heard.
"ma, Farhan kangen papa" said Farhan to break the silence
"uhuk uhuk uhuk"
I immediately coughed, his confession this time was very surprising and certainly panicked. I was at a loss to answer what it would be like if he asked more of it now.
"Farhan want to see papa?" ask softly
How surprised I was Farhan immediately nodded and even more so when he saw Ara also nod.
uh what the fuck? why they are so compact.
"yes, my mother has delivered" I said with a heavy heart.
"mama is also coming" said Farhan
"no boy, you can't come" I refused with a smile.
"why ma?" ask Ara
deggg
My father immediately hugged Ara, my mother hugged Farhan, and both my parents immediately gave understanding fortunately they immediately understood.
tok tok tok (door knocking sound)
I opened the door because I knew who was coming, my son's teacher and he taught him in turn.
He taught Farhan first because Farhan was still Iqra' then after teaching Ara and now Ara is more focused on tilawah.
After studying, they talked, I who accidentally passed right in front of them learned immediately stopped my steps after Farhan asked his teacher who made my heart beat.
"umi, Farhan wants to ask " said Ara
"please, ask me what?" sahut his teacher
"this umi, if parents split it means what? " tanya innocently
the deggggg!!!
"why, honey? how is Farhan so?" while stroking Farhanyang's hair was lined with face.
"iya umi, Farhan confused why papa until now did not go home? though their mama said they were fine, but Farhan had heard mama ask for separation papa" Farhan said at length.
tesssssss
My tears just came out without my permission, how not? turns out my little whiz heard it all and now what am I supposed to do? thousands of pardons I say to my children, but I can only say in my heart because somehow my lips become frozen .
"emhh Farhan better not think about it first, son? because the most important thing now is to increase rote and salary, he said want to quickly read the Qur'an? umi has no patience to eat the yellow pulp of Farhan, yok yok yok spirit in a moment" said the teacher ngajinya.
Ara just kept quiet because she actually understood the meaning of separation, now she is in 6th grade Elementary and a little bit of her already understood for that .
When Ara saw me who was fixated while crying she came over and hugged me very tightly, I returned her embrace as well while wiping away my tears .
"mama must be strong" he said suddenly
I immediately let go of his embrace and saw my beloved daughter "definitely donk, mama who used to be" I said
"really? what's that water on your face?" goda Ara's
"water wudhu" I replied.
Ara squinted her eyes like she wanted to interrogate me, then I quickly invited her back to her study.
After joining, I had a little chat with his teacher and then drove him home to the door after he gave permission.
"wait mi.." I said when I was outside the house..
"yes mah? what's up?" he said while turning his body.
"sorry umi interrupted the time for a moment, about the question of my children earlier please do not be heard.emh I mean.." I was cut off when the teacher spoke.
"oh about that, mamah calm down, I understand what mamah means, but if I may give advice if there is any problem especially with the husband should not be in front of the children. As we know the little boy's heart is very soft coupled with his innocence is very easy to make his heart hurt, I fear it can disturb the mental children mah..." he said it at length, and me? can only be silent.
"sorry mah, not the intention of patronizing" he said again after a few minutes.
"ah umi, the words umi just now are true" I said.
The teacher immediately smiled and did not want to discuss this conversation more deeply, he finally decided to come home with me.
****
A few days later, my youngest son finally finished from his Iqra, and now he ascended the Qur'an.
Like the tradition in this neighborhood where if there is a small child riding the Qur'an then have to distribute yellow pulp, but honestly with my finances that makes me confused how to do?
should I borrow money from my parents? ah no! this is for almsgiving, when should I borrow?.