When the Heart is Tired
The same prayer

" the street of grandma yok's house" take me to my son Sifa

Today is Sunday school holiday, I plan the way to Mak's house. Maybe later in the afternoon I just came home because we rarely walk there.

" yok ma" answered my son quickly

Finished cooking and washing we ready2 depart. We had breakfast and finished cooking. Before Mas hasan left for noreh, I had permission to go to Mak's house.

Don't forget I'm ready for a change of clothes, maybe in the afternoon we will go home to take a shower at the house of Mak you guys.

around nine o'clock we left.

"dek grip tight yes" I ordered Sifa because sifa I bonceng behind the road a little sucky last night rainy afternoon.

" yes, I can hold the strong clothes of this mama" said my son while in practice right away.

sifa is now almost three years old. Still remembered when the age of two years pas separated ASI. the beginning of hard to sleep right roll left grind sometimes on the stomach.

I climbed Honda slowly to be safe my son's body I tied the cloth to my body so do not worry if it fell because it was tied the same cloth to the body.

Until Mak's house, my father again clean the same page Mak. My sister still has a baby of about six months

" Mbah uti" call my son to Mak. That's the nickname of all the grandchildren.

" eh Sifa come here, yes, this must help Mbah uti" replied Mak

" want to look at the baby Mbah" replied my son again

" oh the adek again bobok, here used to help Mbah" said Mak again

" it will be dirty hands Mbah" said my son

" wash your hands later" replied Mak again

Sifa also approached but did not help even the market itself metic flowers.

I was just sitting at the door watching Sifa. Half an hour later the baby was crying like he was awake. Sifa who heard her adek crying quickly ran into the house.

" get up anyway" asked Sifa to ana my sister

" yes, she peed "my adek said again

Anteng is Sifa knows her sister play. Sometimes invite to talk sometimes along laugh her sister who saw only smile and scream.

At noon we all took a nap. The baby is also sleeping again. The weather was a little dim but it didn't rain.

At one hour I woke up first. It looks like Sifa is still sleeping. Before going to bed, we had lunch together. My sister cook sauteed kale sambal telor same tempe fried.

The baby is apparently awake again toys. Not long Sifa also wake up, wash her face and pee for a while continue to play with the baby adek. Adek baby is already good at lying on his stomach and back itself. Sometimes Sifa is as fat as a baby and wants to be carried. We accompanied them to play.

When engrossed in play suddenly adek baby crying seems thirsty. After being given***** immediately silent and want to sleep again.

Her baby adek named Rizky Kurniawan call her Rizky but because she is still a baby often called adek baby.

after being tired of playing I take my child to take a shower because the day starts in the afternoon.

" want to take a shower this afternoon" take me

" come on ma" answered my son

We also took a bath together, finished my bath put on my child's clothes do not forget I give oil and powder telon.

" hmmmm the smell of mama's son" I said as I kissed his cheeks and body

" hehe geli ma" said my son while laughing

" wow does Sifa already smell like this?" tanya mbah uti

" it is already fragrant" replied Sifa

" Sifa does not sleep here with Mbah" asked Mbah uti again

"not here tomorrow again" replied Sifa

We were ready, finished packing we went home. Along the way my son was engrossed in singing again my balloon even though he had not memorized it properly.

Arrive at home about five o'clock less. We went into the house and said hello.

" assalamukalaikum" we said together

" waalaikumsalam" replied Mas Hasan from inside the room as if Mas Hasan had finished bathing. Tumben clock as early as Mas Hasan has taken a shower I thought.

" well, my son has come home already fragrant this" said Mas Hasan while hugging Sifa and kissing her cheek

" it was a shower at Mbah uti's house" replied Sifa

" dad taken a shower? where are you going?" ask my son in succession

"dad wants to go to Siwo's house" replied Mas Hasan

" come with me" whined my son

" have you come, Mama will come too?" ask Hasan to me

"don't want to be at home tired" I replied

" mama's chest" said my son as he waved and walked after his father from behind to the honda.

I saw them from the door after I closed the door and walked to the front of the tv.

I live on tv to watch soap operas, sweeping the floor. Finish sweeping me spread the mattress and fall in front of the tv.

' this soap opera of flying fish makes a lot of bad heart sometimes make emotions there is also like the story of my life' my inner

Huh make people cry also this soap opera I thought while wiping my tears. The story is really sad. Not long later I moved his canel watching a cartoon movie that made me laugh. Long time watching sad soap operas carried away feelings.

Again fun watching cartoons sounded my son apparently has gone home.they come to lie in bed and watch. Cartoon while waiting for magrib.

The night we walked to the house of in-laws.

There was the sound of the Hondanya Revelation stopping in front of the house.

" deck come to the house of Mbah edok" call Revelation to Sifa

" well Brother has called you to go "take Sifa

" yok lah" replied Mas Hasan while walking and carrying Sifa to Honda.

I still turned off the tv and took Sifa's jacket then followed them to Honda not forgetting my door lock.

We went to the house of in-laws together.

" abang's deck has snacks" said Wahyu showed snacks he carried while still in Honda

" want kang" said sifa

" yes, this is for the sake of him later, yes" said the revelation again

Not long after, we arrived at the house of the father-in-law. Apparently sister was here first Same son and her husband. Tonight we gathered all at the house of in-laws while having a light conversation.

" bell made coffee" my brother said

" ok" answered me

I also made coffee for the fathers and made tea for the people of Mak-Mak.

At ten we went home each time because we were sleepy. The weather seems bright tomorrow ready to leave in the morning.

At home Sifa fell asleep. I still watch western soap operas with Hasan. I hugged Hasan from the side because it was cold. It seemed that Mas Hasan was deciphering the other and hugging me back tightly while kissing my whole face for a long time his kiss came down and finally tonight we shared the warmth.

After exhaustion from our hot activities, I moved to the bedroom next to my son who had entered the dreamland. I kissed my son's forehead saying good night.

I slept first Mas Hasan still seemed to be at home watching tv, whether until what time moved to his room tau-tau tau wak again wake up already sleeping next door.

I rubbed mas hasan's cheek and said in my heart' I hope you can change mas and we can still be together for the sake of our son'. that's always what I say in my prayers always the same prayer.Then I go back to sleep with them.