A Friend from Malaysia

Inspirational Flashback (8)

"Ape?? You want to take Ammar to Berlin?" zubaidah almost shouted.

Inspiration nods that were responded by Zubaidah's headband.

"No. Unshouldn't. How can you take care of Ammar, while you yourself are busy studying? You're a Judicium yourself, aren't you? Then you will take the magister there. Nah! Mama couldn't agree, Inspiration!" Zubedah strongly rejected the idea of Inspiration.

"Ilham will find a nanny to look after Ammar, if Ilham is going to university," replied Ilham.

Zubaekah is getting inflamed hearing it.

"Ape? A nanny? Huh uh? You can't be that random. How can you hand Ammar over to someone else while you're gone? How about he take Ammar when you're at university. Inspiration, don't you fuck around, hmm? Mamah doesn't agree with you having a proposal!"

Ilham looked at Ammar who was asleep in bed. The baby felt full after spending the last ASIP owned by the mother who was equipped with Train before handing the grandson to the besan.

Inspiration dipped Ammar's cheek. The aroma of ASI coming out of the mouth of baby Ammar makes Ilham again sigh thinking that for the future Ammar will no longer be able to get the right that is ASI the mother. And Zubaedah has prepared formula milk for the baby while on the trip. His poor son.

"Ilham has been feeling empty since Yola can no longer Ilham achieved, Ma. During these four years we were married, met only a few times, Inspiration thought we would get used to it. But since we were no longer able to be with the hope of Inspiration, half the soul of Inspiration was gone. Sakiit, over here!" Ilham patted his chest but then he laughed to prevent his tears from coming out.

"Ilham has lost Yola, Ilham does not want to be separated from Ammar. He is the love of Yola and Ilham. Please Mamah, let Ilham take Ammar to Berlin. Ammar also pity, and had lost the love of Mamah he how if less affection from Inspiration anyway?"

The man stroked Ammar's cheeks which were still reddish in color. There was Yola's face there even though Atok and the household assistants here, Ammar looked more like him.

Hearing the request of his son did not urunc Zubaedah also let out a long sigh and ruffled Ilham's hair.

"You've become Papa, not a little boy anymore. How can you be sentimental like that," led Zubaidah.

Inspiration only laughed, but the corners of his eyes were watering.

"Ilham is in love with Yola, Mamah. What's this like? He will not be able to return to Inspiration," the whine of Inspiration is like a joke but sounds bitter.

Zubaidah beat bok*ng Ilham until Ilham complained.

"Felt! You didn't want to marry her, did you? This is the consequences of disobedience to Mama. Now you are the one who endures this kind of feeling! Crybaby!"

Ilham could only laugh hearing the scolding and teasing of the Mama. But his heart was so bitter that he suddenly fell silent.

"Mamah conferred with Papah first how good it was. If Papah agrees, Mamah will come with you and Ammar to Berlin. Mamah could not calm down to let her only grandson be taken care of by others. Later what if he was taken away by others like And ..." Zuba was speechless, unable to continue his words.

Trauma, definitely. To date, the Andini has not been found. Sonia only gave Andini news through the photos sent by Mr. Y it's on him. And the photo never shows the face of Andini as a whole. But the birthmark on Andini's shoulder led Zubaidah to believe it was his missing daughter. And Sonia says she's still trying to persuade Mr. Y to bring them back.

The inspiration that saw the change of heart of the Mama now rose from his lying position.

"Later Ilham will urge Sonia again to meet us with Andini."

Zubaidah nodded.

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"Miss Yola!!" call Ana to wake Yola.

Yola curled up under the blanket

"Udah said, don't call me ladies, what the fuck?!" yola protests from under the covers.

"Wake up, noon! Entar non Yola is late for school, loh," said Ana again.

Yola finally woke up.

"Mbak Ana is here anyway ? The child is not my babysitter anymore? Pake built everything again. Am I a child?" grunts Yola.

"If it's not a child anymore, wake up. Ana's mom is ready for breakfast downstairs," Ana said again.

Yola lazily got up from her sleep and immediately lowered her legs down.

"Here's the creep!" yola exclaimed in panic as she felt her front pajamas wet by ASI.

"Just now, let's get Ana a breast pump" Ana says.

Yola was stunned, realizing that Ammar was no longer here. Suddenly he came back moody

Yola looks very sad.

Ana stroked Yola's shoulder.

"It's okay. Pumping first, yes!"

"Keep later in the game? Dumped?" Yola frowned.

"Ehmm, around Ana's house there's a newborn, her mother's not there anymore, Non Yola. Sorry, if Non Yola is pleased to temporarily donate ASI to the baby. A few days later, Ana will find an ASI drying drug," proposed Ana.

Yola nodded to hear it.

"Where is the mother of the child? I ogah ahh give ASI to people's children. Bring my son a lot, how? If ASI is given to the baby automatically I become the mother of her husband donk? Not ahh! Ana's mom is weird, Ihhh," refused Yola.

"His mother is dead, Non!"

Ana grimaces, considering this is the first time she's lied for the sake of ... Uhhh! Sorry, interior.

But instead Yola was filled to hear it.

"Seriously? Died because of what? Love ...."

And Ana must continue the lie again to cover up the lie. Ahhh, dizzy!

At dawn, Ilham called him to ask Yola after leaving Ammar yesterday. And she honestly said that Yola didn't come out of her room from after school yesterday. Ilham then asked if Ana could trick Yola into giving her ASIP again to Ammar, because the tiny baby refused to drink formula. Ammar needs ASI Yola to be taught to adapt to formula milk. And Ammar can not just immediately stop consuming ASI. He needs to adapt.

And luckily Yola didn't ask much more, willing to grant Ana's request.

"Any boy or girl? I was worried that a girl would one day be in a match with Ammar" he said with an innocent mimic.

Ana replied to him with a smile on*lum.

"Yes, Nope! Ammar will not be brought to Malaysia. I won't see you" said Ana, calming. "At least his son is a boy."

"Yes, where do we know a mate, the proof is me and brother ..." Yola stopped her words.

Her tears are now seeping again. He realized he was no longer a match with the brother he meant. Since ... since the woman was present among them. And Ammar was now taken from him. Where else is the way until they get back together? There ain't!

"Geez, don't cry anymore ... Non Yola her eyes are swollen like that even more crying, Ammar can restlessly feel that his mother is sad again," said Ana.

"Can that be so?" Yola wiped her tears.

Ana nodded.

"could. Between the mother and her child there must be an inner bond, she can feel what non Yola feels."

Yola remained silent.

"So you want to pump?" ask Ana again.

Yola nodded.

"They're guys too, right? It's okay, it means Ammar will have a sister," replied Yola.

"If that's yuk buruan. Be late for school again later."

Meanwhile at Zubaidah's residence, Ilham could secretly hear Yola's conversation with Ana. He looked at Ammar who did look fussy when Yola cried earlier.

"Did you hear Mama's voice?" whisper while peeping Ammar's cheek.

Last night his mother and father had taken a seat and agreed to take Ammar to Berlin. But Zubaydah will come with them. Ismail also seems not to mind. But Ilham still had to wait a few more days to take care of important documents for Ammar to travel far.

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