Young Widow 2 Children
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''Grandmother ...''

''Grandmother, granny ...''

The two twins did not want to go and part with the grandmother, although they did not understand the current situation. But when their Mother Nayna took them away, while her grandmother was silent with tears. Obviously Cilla is also Cillo they don't want to go without her grandmother who just kept quiet not going.

''Granny, ''grandmother,

Mother'' said Cillo

''Mother Father'' said Cilla in her carrying the mother.

''Hikkss ... Nak be patient.'' murmured Nayna by holding back the tears that had been about to spill since then.

''No, Father Mother''' Keek Cilla

''Calm down baby, yeah.'' Nayna knelt down on the road she couldn't stand it anymore, but this was the best way for her.

'Sorry dear Mother, Mother has been selfish. Mother separated you from your Grandmother . Please forgive Mother, hikss Nak sorry'' said Nayna softly by sitting down and holding her two children.

Some moments..

''Mother cold.'' said Cillo had shivered as well apparently with Cilla already looked cold.

''Oh my God, son, forgive Mother, let's go baby'' Nayna panicked and quickly she took her son somewhere first to save the shivering child.

In the darkness tonight, a beautiful woman carrying her two children continued to walk down every street.

I still can't find the right place to stop.

''Oh, God give me the way.''

''Thank goodness there is a musholla. Come on baby we're there huh.'' he said

The woman immediately went to the mosque she saw and rushed with her two children.

''Huhuhuu ... Mother cold'' said Cilla

''Mother, Brother thirsty.'' said Cillo.

''Wait for my son, I'll find something for you first.'' Nayna was in a state of panic she was looking for what her two children needed.

''Mother, cold.'' cried Cilla but her voice shivered.

''This is a pity wear this first yes, Nayna gave a cloth look like mukena for Cilla ''This baby drink is lucky in this mushola there is water.

''Don't want Mommy, Brother wants grandchildren.' Cillo suddenly asked him to refuse water.

''Oh God, how is this no milk boy.'' Nayna confusion.

God, was my decision to go this wrong? Now, both my children are tormented. God help me, please help..

''Mother wants Mother's grandchildren,'' now even the two whine for their milk, indeed this is their time to drink milk.

Before long there was someone coming to this mosque, apparently it was the owner of the mushola.

''Eh sir, this is my son's father asking for milk.'' said Nayna replied

''What are you doing in a mushola, son ? Moreover, it's already night ?'' back to asking the father

''I actually wanted to go to the xx place but on the road, my son was cold and shivering and then I decided to go to this mosque when I saw here there was a musholla sir.'' explained Nayna

''Ohhh like that, why not tomorrow, son ? It's night, it's not good for you to go nights let alone this two anai like this. How about you wait at my dad's?'' he offered Nayna to go to his house.

Nayna was silent, she was actually afraid of having to go to a place where people she didn't know.

Nayna looked at her two children. It seems right that his decision to leave may be wrong, and he should not have to take his child with him either.

Sorry, dear Mother, Mother regrets.

''Son, don't think of anything at first. Look at that your two kids, they must be uncomfortable with all this. You better come with dad. God willing you can help as much as you can. You wait here first.''

''I'm sorry sir and thank you.'' Nayna replied

'It's okay, but you wait here.''

Then after the father left, he came back again with a middle-aged woman.

''O Lord Sir what is this that you were talking about just now.'' suddenly this mother came and immediately looked anxious at the situation of Nayna and her two children.

''This is my wife, ma'am, help this young woman and her two children, '' said the father

The mother also helped by holding Cillo, while Cilla was carried by Nayna because her son would not want to be with strangers.

Now the father and mother, have brought Nayna and her two children.

''Please put your child to bed in this room first, son.'' tell the mother very well.

''No ma'am, it's better in the chair it's okay.'' reject Nayna smooth because it doesn't want to be troublesome.

''It's okay, son, let your son in the room. So that they are comfortable not cold anymore.''

the one who has a home.

''Ma, sir. Earlier I wanted to say thank you.'' said Nayna sincerely

''Yes, my son, oh yes, I said that you were suddenly in our mosque, where did you actually go? These nights are like this, son, bringing your little boy along too. I'm sorry I asked this.'' asked the mother

''I want to go to xx Bu place, but my son was shivering and I went first to the mushola earlier, maag maag bu sir. So that means that the mushola was milk mother also father?'' ask Nayna

''Actually, it belongs to my husband who wanted to lock the door first.'' explained the mother justifies.

'Oh so, Mr. Ma'am, I'm sorry sir, I had a chance to think a no-no, please forgive me and I'm very grateful. Maybe without a father coming, maybe my son is sick now.'' Nayna was a little bit sorry and she was very grateful and also grateful that there were still people who would help her.

''Yes, my son, we understand kok.'' said the mother of the father of the house owner.

Until tonight Nayna was told to stay first at the place of his father's mother, and then tomorrow Nayna will go to his destination.