Being late in love
Grandchild Kepengen

Again and again you break my heart, until when can I survive? just yesterday you said you wanted to be my husband, but today I saw you together with your boyfriend. Don't you appreciate this feeling of mine?

The heavy traffic was gradually quiet again after all these hours, I cried while driving, not because of my heart once again. Mom called, I clapped my car to the side of the road.

Hana: "hello mah? " as much as I can make my voice so as not to tremble.

Mama: "hello, where are you? mommy misses you guys, can't tonight stay here? "

Hana: "God willing, Hana can be mah, but Surya is out of town again,"

Mama: "yeah, you're alone baby, I'm waiting for you son, son, I mean,,

Hana: "yes,, "

finished talking to my mother I continued the journey directly to my mother's house, because the day was too late, all the time I went there because my mother's house was in the direction of the road I was passing.

Arriving at my mother's house I was greeted by my mother and father, they were very happy with my arrival.I was immediately invited inside for dinner.

At the dining table...

"daughter, is Surya still thin when talking to you? " tanya papah on the sidelines of his chewing.

"no reward, Surya has changed, it's getting softer with Hana." I tried to cover up what my husband did.

"Alhamdulillah if so, papa follow his horrifying art. "

" oh yes, when can you hold a grandchild? mama already wanted to have grandchildren from you guys. "ask mama enthusiastically.

I was surprised to hear Mama's question, I couldn't answer it, how would I have a child, wong sleep a room misah.

For now it is impossible for us to have a child ma, because we never sleep together, my mind.

"yeah, mamah will be patient waiting for her, but do not overtime too, because the mama's friends have been on 2 grandchildren,,,,, because,,

"iya ma", I continue my meal.

I can only smile bitterly, there are no words I can say anymore.

After finishing dinner, I cleaned up everything on the table, after I finished I went straight to the room that my mother had prepared for me.

From the photos I know this must be Mas Surya's room. I scoured every inch of the closet containing picture frames, I looked at the pictures of the people in the picture.

I saw one of them Iren, a photo that was so friendly. Her taste was like being stabbed by a knife, rusty, my chest tight, I hit my chest so as not to hurt anymore hoping that I could release the burden of my heart. But finally the falling pearl feathers slowly wetted my cheeks.

So deep apparently your love for him mas? it's okay, I'll try again, there's still plenty of time, I'll try a little more.

I thought for a moment, does that mean I'm the third person? but I'm his wife.Iren should be the third person in our household.

The night was getting late, I could not help but hold back the sleepiness that had attacked me, I closed my eyes because I was too tired I was crying, hopefully tomorrow will be fine.

At 3 in the morning, I woke up, shocked somehow my heart was restless, I quickly took ablution and complained to those who had my soul and body...

"my God, why is my heart suddenly so agitated?" may nothing happen to my husband, protect him wherever he is, O God. I love him sincerely, open the door of his heart to love me. I take refuge in You, Lord, take away the restlessness and unrest in my heart, You are the owner of the heart, what happens to me is Your will which is best for me. What I think is good, it can be bad for me, and what I think is bad, it can be best for me, so protect me, God.. "

Amiin ya Rabbal 'alamiinnn

seriate..