Ustad Or Alkash?
Wash Your Hair, Andin

The morning sunburst entered through the room gap after Helen flicked the window curtains. He looked at his two daughters who were sleeping. He drew himself closer between his two daughters. Rossie and Andin. Helen considered Andin her daughter as well. They took the two girls in turn.

"Then Zidan and Ziban slept together..."

Clear drops of water dripped on Helen's eye pellet. Crying over something that can never be owned again is a waste. What can Helen do? Crying out. Yeah, again, he can't do anything more than hold lara alone. However, being kept away from his two male gems was impossible to forget.

The drops of clear water flowed more and more when Rossie and Andin suddenly hugged Helen tightly. Helen did not even realize the two of them had woken up from their sleep.

"Why are you crying?"

"Tante, what's wrong?"

Helen looked alternately at the faces of the two girls meaningfully. He even fell more and more in his sobbing. Remembering when he was last hugged by his two sons. Remembering those moments. The moments where both princes left her until this second. Remembering the spoiled and still very innocent Ziban. Remembering Zidan, her more reserved brother.

"Momuuu?!"

"Say something. Don't you just shut up?! Buuuu?"

Rossie shook her mother's body. Since then Helen just poured out her crying without saying a word. Andin just shut up. It's a family affair. How thought.

Helen remembered those days. It took a long time for him to get excited about his life. Living a life without a husband. Without his two young sons. Living life with the shadows of his past. The shadow of her husband's face that solemnly said the sacred promise at her wedding. This is the end of his love. Conceived with a betrayal. It ends with a green table that stipulates that custody of his two sons will fall in the hands of the father.

If I knew your love wasn't as beautiful as your sweet promise, then I would have turned down your proposal back then to my parents. You left me for that woman. You can separate me from my two sons.

"Mom, why are you crying like that? Who makes you sad, ma'am, let me hit."

Little Rossie's words were always ringing in Helen's memory. Helen finds her life in the little girl who calls her mother. On the girl who makes it to keep breathing well.

Rossie, yes, he's my son too.

"Mother? Buu? Say something!"

Oh, my God, what am I doing. Why would I cry in front of Rossie like this.

Helen realized she was crying in front of her daughter. Helen slowly rubbed her face. Removing the remnants of tears that managed to spill earlier.

"Mom's okay,"

"Quick you clean your bodies. I'm gonna cook some fried rice for this morning,"

"Rossie, clean your nails, yeah."

Helen told the two girls. Then he stepped away leaving the two of them who were certainly still wondering. Helen suddenly turned her body.

"Eh, Andein. Don't forget to wash your hair clean."

Helen closed the door to the room.

"What's wrong with your mom, Rossie?" (asked Andin)

Rossie pulls the bolster and holds it. He had been thinking about his mother since.

I must have cried because I missed Brother Ziban and Brother Zidan. Who should I hate this time? Didn't father leave mother. But why did mom forbid me to hate her?! Mom just told me not to miss someone who doesn't miss me. Because it is a futile thing. Daddy?! What did you do to Mom?!

Rossie pressed tightly his bolsters. He channeled all his emotions to ease his anger.

"Hey! You haven't answered my question!" (said Andin)

"What question?!"

"Why does Aunt Helen cry like that?"

"Have you forgotten the words your mother said before closing the door?"

"Eh, Andein. Don't forget to wash your hair clean." (Andin practiced Helen's speech with all his dents)

"You're mocking my mom, aren't you?!"

"Ehehe no, Rossie,"

"My mother used to hate the bad smell of hair that rarely shampoo."

"You mean I rarely shampoo? That so?"

Rossie just put her shoulder out.

"A person who inhales an unpleasant smell will not cry like that. Reprimanding, talking about her behind, or staying away from her directly is the absolute thing done by someone who smells a bad scent." (obviously Andin)

"Mother is like that. He would cry if he smelled a very unpleasant smell. Eat it, wash your hair diligently."

"But it's not possible..."

"Aaaa, stop. You don't understand real life. You're just a smart guy at school."

Rossie took her towel to the bathroom and left Andin alone. After Andin confirmed that Rossie had actually entered the bathroom and closed the door, Andin tried to smell her hair. Is my hair really that? That's the question this time.

"Hahaha, right. Just keep smelling the scent of your hair that stinks of that rotten garbage!"

Suddenly Rossie laughed at Andin. Andin was really surprised by Rossie who suddenly opened the door. It seems like it was intentional.

Brugg!!!!

"God! What the hell are you doing?! My pillow is wet you stupid!"

Rossie was angry because Andin threw a pillow at her. Rossie deliberately stepped aside to not be hit by the throws of Andin's chest pillow. There was, her pillow that went into the bathroom.

......................

"Don't get the reward,"

"Emmhhhh,"

"Ohhhhh...."

"That's enough, olive."

Olive dismissed the action. Along with that, Olive felt in no mood after Atta, her husband gave her a red light.

"Why is this why?!"

"Sakitttt.." (answered Atta).

Olive got off her husband's body. Then she left her body beside her husband. It felt like she was really upset because her husband had never been able to satisfy her like before. Atta put on her shirt and pants back and covered Olive's plain body with a thick blanket.

"What the fuck?!"

Olive kicked at the blanket her husband used to cover his body. She was really annoyed because she was always disappointed by her husband when he was in bed.

"This is not what it used to be!"

"I'm sorry..."

"Ah, that's really boring!" (olive Grumble)

Atta looked at Olive's innocent body nanar without a thread of a strand attached to her body. He had long endured the pain he had planted himself. Now, he has harvested it. Harvesting the pain and tightness that he planted and he fertilized a long time ago to his ex-wife, Helen.

"Dad! Your beloved wife has cheated on me! I know you!"

Ziban Alkash said to Atta one day when Ziban Alkash was really angry. Atta just kept quiet. Pretending not to trust his son. He even scolded Ziban Alkash for saying nothing about Olive. Though in fact, he knew all of Olive's behavior if her absence. He learns Olive does have a lot of dark lovers behind her.

"Don't look at me like that! I'm mad at you, pah!" (tukas Olive)

Atta still looked at Olive. Several times he felt pain as Olive was acting on him in bed. Imagine the many men he treated the same way.

Did Helen feel the same pain that I felt today? But he looked ordinary when he found out that I was having an affair with Olive in front of him. Even when I decided to leave him, he could still smile.

SERIATE....