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Just one day Hasan died, Mas Hanung was acting again by not returning home after work. Again her mother's house is still the most comfortable place for her.

I don't care about Mas Hanung's behavior anymore. Because my focus now is just to be a successful person without wishing on others, and my top priority is only Hussein.

Since losing Hasan, I have always picked up Husein at school, sometimes even being the first parent to pick up a child at school, no matter how long I had to wait, I don't want to be cheated again.

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Three days passed.

Sunday morning.

"Dek, this is spending money for this week, you save money, said Mas Hanung while putting two pieces of red money on top of the drawer. We are currently in the room.

''Don't be wasteful, ''' he continued.

I smiled bitterly hearing that.

A manager in a company only gives spending money to his wife of 800 thousand for a month, not really equivalent to his salary that I know 13 million a month.

''Can plus 500 thousand more no, Mas?'' I said, I want to see how his reaction, is still the same as before, stingy same daughter and royal same Mama and her siblings.

''Make what?'' asked with narrowed eyes, he looked at me fixedly.

My guess is right. It turned out that Mas Hanung was still the same as before.

''I wish to give alms for the death of Hasan, Mas. I want to share with the orphan, today 'it will be three days of Hasan's death, '' I explained.

''What? Alaaaah, do not need to share Beautiful. After Hasan was a child, he died in a state of innocence and not having to give all alms, wasting money, Mas Hanung choked, ''Better I love money to Mama, Mama, my brother and my nephew, obviously my hard-earned money is useful and where to go.

''Mom, why have you never cared about our children? Even when Hasan is no longer you are reluctant to spend more money for him. Again, always come out the one you prioritize. I don't think of you, Mas!'' I shook my little.

''Beautiful Heh. Do not discuss it again, did not I have explained, until at any time there will never be anyone who can replace the position of my family in my life, including you. Because of Mama I can be as successful now and because of my brother too. You're just living, so just accept how much money I give you. Already have a house and a vehicle just be grateful for you, so do not visit. Mostly I always eat at Mama's house, so all my salary is only worth my love to Mama, the woman who has given birth to me and sent me to school until now I became as successful as now,'' pongah.

Tired of hearing his words just now, my chest rumbled violently because of the sharp words that came out of Mas Hanung's mouth. But he said I was living. Is not a wife indeed the responsibility of the husband, maybe he never learned about it.

While I was still busy controlling my emotions, suddenly there was a loud ringing from the phone of the man near me, I looked at him at a glance, with a smiling face he raised the call.

''Yes Resti, what is it?'' asked Mas Hanung softly. He stood up from his seat and turned his back to me.

''Oh, okay. Mas will be there soon, we take a walk today to the Mall, Mas will buy whatever you and Cantika want, he said gently.

It turned out that Resti was the sister-in-law who contacted Mas Hanung. Resti is the wife of Mas Hanung's younger brother, and currently Mas Hanung's younger brother has died from a year ago when Cantika was a year old, he died in an accident, his car fell into a ravine. Resti a widow, she still lives in the house of mother-in-law because I know her parents are no longer there. Because my mother-in-law loved him so much. Resti and Mas Hanung's relationship is so close, I don't know, sometimes I feel something strange seeing their unnatural closeness. His mother Mas Hanung did not forbid them at all when they were close together.

''Mas has to go, '' he took the car keys out of the drawer, then ready to step out of the room, but I prevented him for a moment.

''What? Huh, no. Better he's home, later even troublesome,''

"Bothering your words? You are happy to take people's children to the Mall, but with your own children you say troublesome. Lagian Hasan is not a bad boy, I said with a glazed netra. This time I was really angry with Mas Hanung.

''Already, it feels lazy to argue with you, make it dizzy. Resti and Cantika have been waiting, pity Cantika if you have to wait too long,''

Mas Hanung walked out of the room with wide footsteps.

''Move,''

Nyes!

The more my chest pain when I saw that Husein was standing on the doorstep, Husein was the same, he looked teary, plus his Papa pushed his small body so as not to block the road. Husein must have heard everything.

O Allah. I hope there will be a reply for a husband who behaves arbitrarily. That is the prayer I immediately said. Prayer of a wife who feels persecuted.

Husein ran towards me, then he cried as much as he could in my arms.

''Already, don't cry anymore, son, '' I stroked my son's vibrating back.

''Bad father. I hate Papa. It's always Cantika. Maybe Cantika is the real son of Papa,''

''Hus, you can't say that, son.''

''But Ma,''

''Did Husein also want to play in the Mall?'' I scooped my son's cheeks with both palms, and wiped away the tears on his cheeks and the corners of his eyes. The look in our eyes met.

''No, Husein knows Mama doesn't have any money, right? Husein did not want to trouble Mama,''

''Hussein does not bother Mama. Mama has money, look at this, I took out ten pieces of red currency from my pajama pocket.

Seeing what was in my hand, made Husein's face sparkle brightly. But then the twinkle was dim again.

''But it's money to eat us in the future, Ma, ''' he said lethargic with his face down. I raised his chin slowly with my hand.

''No dear, it's Mama's money. My mom has a lot of money now. You will know for yourself that now Mama has worked, Mama has payday Darling, '' I said convincingly. After that Husein's smile expanded beautifully, she ran to her room to change clothes. As for me, I also changed my clothes with the clothes I just bought a week ago. Anyway today I have to bring Husein to play as much as possible, I will also buy him whatever toys he wants with the money I have.

Without Mas Hanung I can still stand up straight, I don't need a broken buffer like him. Without him I can still please myself and my son.

With insults, a person will be motivated to be eager to make better changes.

Seriate.