FRAMES CRACK
Sulaiman is coming
Living the day in a distant situation with a child is difficult for me, but because of the economic demands I also have to help my husband because of our responsibility for our son Solomon. Until in the end my mother told me the condition was very good and asked me to pick up Sulaiman. Finally, I asked my brother-in-law to drive Sulaiman back to the city.
Actually, I was also heavy if Sulaiman had to linger in the care of my husband's family. Not because they do not believe their upbringing. But, I was worried if the existence of Solomon even disrupted their activities selling cakes. And I was afraid that one day there would be words that would hurt this heart, my relationship with them was not good. Until for some reason, I asked Sulaiman immediately brought to the city.
No one objected to my request. After all I had heard, during the time that Solomon was in their hands, the weight of the body of Solomon increased a little, but what was less wearing was after the solomon was bathed and dressed neatly, so soon they put the solomon in front of the TV,given a fan and given a bottle of milk, then they left it there because they had to sell. Sometimes they leave it to my brother-in-law who is one tribe with me.
At night, the rental car they were riding arrived, as soon as I went to welcome my baby. This longing is very great for him.
I took my brother-in-law in, after dinner, he went straight to sleep because of fatigue, plus my brother-in-law was actually not strong enough to ride a car traveling far.
To the next day, I pampagit return home because it can not linger on the grounds of her son looking for her, not to mention her husband to this day there is no news where her whereabouts.
Don't forget I gave him a little pocket money for him and his son. Although he was often bickering but he was the only brother-in-law who did not interfere with my family's problems, he chose to be silent and would speak when asked for advice or asked for help.
Only prayer can I offer for her so that her problems with her husband will improve for the sake of her children.
Pov Nur's
After the bluff I had on my husband a few weeks ago, I had to swallow a bitter pill for my rude actions to my husband who had given me 2 sons and daughters.
I've searched and even called relatives just to ask if my husband Hamid was with them, but the answer I got was to worry about things I didn't really want.
A few days later, I ventured to find out to my first brother who lives in the city. I dumped my prestige on the sister-in-law that we didn't think existed at all. I dialed the number with a sense of anxiety, afraid that my brother or sister-in-law would not answer my call via mobile.
However, after several times not connected, the end of my call was answered, I heard my brother's voice answer as if afraid of someone.
"Hello,,,,"
"Hello andi,,, "
"Yes, why?"
"Sorry, for a few days, Hamid's gone from home, and I don't know where and where he is now!"
"Continue?!" my brother replied briefly across there. I understand what my brother feels for us, but here I am innocent of the problems my sister-in-law and my other brothers face. Because basically I just like to talk when I'm asked to talk.
"Look, how are you doing these few days, Hamid has never called or come to your place?"
The answer from my brother was an answer I didn't expect, because of my great expectations, my husband is with them right now.
If only at that time I could be a little patient, maybe my husband's pride was still in front of my extended family. I realized, when I snapped it in front of my family, it hurt her very much. However, I also never knew that the consequences would be fatal like this. Only God knows my pain and my regrets. Right now, maybe I am feeling the pain of always hurting my sister-in-law, even if sometimes I am forced to follow her, hate her,because my other brother never forgave me if I wasn't on their side.
After a week my husband never came home, suddenly my brother asked our mother for help, so that our mother would look after Sulaiman in the city,it's not that we're worried about my sister-in-law's treatment of our mother if she has to live with my sister in the city. But, what we were worried about was that our work would be neglected if mom really stayed with my sister. Because in fact, we can not stop our children without the help of mothers, we are very dependent on mothers, even for cooking or doing homework we rely on mothers. That's why we don't want you to stay in town with my brother.
"Tomorrow mama will go to town, take care of the Solomon" our mother told us.
"No need to ma'am, but also, maddening just tell stop working first, later if his mother is healed then he seeks another job". My sister said
"Yes, no, no! at least later to get there mom will be told this is the same crazy!" timpal zia my youngest brother
"Don't say that anyway, as long as you know the sak sintia, I've never seen the working mama, don't cook, wash you in the wash". Suddenly my brother-in-law answered us all. We could not answer anymore, not out of fear of sister-in-law only we were afraid of her husband who was none other than our older brother, our second brother.
"Or put it this way, what if the Nur aja who went to the city picked up Sulaiman, bring him here, from the mama to the hammer, if here can be many who take care of Solomon". My sister said the most chatty and sulky.
My mother looked very confused, but I know, my mother must have followed our idea because she would at least make her youngest child angry, even if she had to sacrifice her firstborn.
"How does ma, mama, agree with Lina's idea?"
"Take care of how good you are, which is important that there is a guard, do not until the sintia stops working, kasian your brother later!"
After we decided that I should go to the city to pick up my father, I was a little relieved, at least I could stop by my in-laws' house to see if Hamid was there or not. Because so far I have never asked my husband's family.
It was time for me to set out with the intention of picking up Solomon, but honestly it wasn't my main destination for the city, but my main goal was to find out whether my husband was really at his parents' house or not.
On the way, I really hope to see my husband and apologize to him. But, the reality I encountered was inversely proportional to my expectations. My husband only spent one night at his parents' house and tomorrow he follows his friend who works as a contractor. I don't know, what he's working for, but from his mother's mouth, if my husband's hamid, he's working on the project.
Arriving at my brother's room, I was served as a guest, invited to dinner, sent to rest and not allowed to cook or wash dishes. That's how my brother-in-law, never want to trouble others, except at this time he wants to be taken care of his son.
The night came, I went back to telling my sister-in-law about my household, even though my sister-in-law never gave me a way out, but at least she was willing to be a good listener. I know, the reason why my brother-in-law did not want to give me a solution to my problem, given that he had received a lot of ill treatment from our brothers.
Until the next morning I had to turn right back to the village with a million regrets in me, even so, there was a sulayman who was sleeping on my lap as my entertainment at this time. Her cute face that follows the shape of her mother's face, and the smell of her typical baby make me feel at home kissing her.
