A Friend from Malaysia

Mama ...

Yola returns home first from Ilham, as Mama Zubaedah tells ART to call and tell her to return home from N-one Grocery as soon as possible. Said the housekeeper who called it , Mama Zubaidah with Ammar returned home escorted by a girl in an injured condition. It made Yola worried and went home without thinking. He was worried about his father-in-law, especially Ammar because ART did not explain specifically how things really were.

"Thank you, Uncle!" yola said to the Nirwan family's private driver as soon as the car he was riding arrived in front of the house. With his belly enlarged pregnant it began to feel difficulty even to get out of the car, until the driver felt the need to open the door.

"Together, Mommy Ammar! Uncle has to go to N-one again. Who knows Daddy Ammar needs Uncle's help to send you there," Pakcik said.

"Hmm .. be careful with the train, Uncle," Yola reminded.

The driver agreed then without taking the time to stop by, he immediately returned to N-one Grocery.

Yola immediately went inside the house, the housekeeper who opened the door for her.

"Where are you, Uncle?" ask him to Makcik Saripah.

"So, leave the room" the woman replied.

"What pain is Mama? How can it fall? Who the hell was it that brought you here?" ask Yola.

"You see for yourself, hmm?"

Yola rushed to Mamah Zubaidah's room, and was stunned to see who was there. Mamah Zubaidah was unaware of his presence. He was too focused on watching a girl who was playing with Ammar. Ammar looked serious about teaching the girl how to compose rubies. All three were on Mama Zubaidah's bed.

Aware of seeing who was there, Yola's eyes were perfectly rounded. A smile on his lips.

"Wahhh, there was an Early Aunty apparently," he said breaking the concentration of Ammar and Andini. Mamah Zubaidah who was sitting leaning on the bed turned to him.

"Yola, you're back?" ask Zubaidah to his favorite son-in-law.

Yola joined in sitting on the bedside of Mama Zubaidah.

"Hu um, yes. She said Mom was sick. Not calm too donk Yola if still in N-one, so Yola asked to go home first. But you still have business to do, Mah. So the house must be a little late afternoon. By the way aunty Early here who's the same, Aunty?" ask Yola.

He called Andini "aunty" so that the girl felt more familiar and felt like she was in a real family environment.

Andini did not answer. He felt awkward about this situation, of course. Because Andini seemed reluctant to answer, Yola then I divert the question to Ammar.

"Ammar?"

"Ammar was picked up by Grandma, then Grandma left Ammar for a moment by the train. Soon enough ade aunty Early who helped Grandma get into the train. So Aunty sent kite to Kat house like this. Aunty's smart to take the train," said the boy. "Any princess Aunty."

"Oh, yes, which princess?" yola asked, looking for her cousin.

"Ade's in his room, Mom. Call the rope with Uncle Hafiz, "fight the boy.

"Ammar .." scolded the grandmother. "It's not good to know that kind of adult business."

"Haiss, Grandma, Ammar overheard. Ammar passed by Aunty's room, Ammar heard Uncle Hafiz say affectionately to Princess Aunty," said Ammar innocently to make Yola laugh giggling at his son's complaint to her.

"Hiss!! Ammar!" rebuke the Grandma again.

"Tool to?" ask Yola to her son.

"Hum, right. Son ape Ammar lied, no Ade fortunately, Mom," he replied increasingly making Yola giggle.

"Is, is, is. Hafiz this is, it's smart darling apparently. Mom, did you hear me? It is better to apply the Princess to Palembang for Hafiz, "proposed Yola.

"Mama is not no boy. You were the one I took care of until giving birth to his sister Ammar later, then we can make a pinangan event for the Princess. But ... kite does not know how the opinion of the Princess Mamahnya about this. They don't mind if our daughter snaps for Hafiz?" ask Mama Zubaydah.

Yola thought for a moment.

"Later Yola help me talk to Auntie, Mama Putri. Aunty is nice to talk to. Mama is calm. But Mama agrees not to have a daughter-in-law?" ask Yola.

"Thank God that Mamah agreed with the Princess, she was afraid that Mamah already had a candidate for Hafiz. I thought you had to marry Yola. Maksa, until the child is still in SD must marry his son," she said.

"Not de," replied Zubaedah. "Yola doesn't suck at being angry with Mom like that. Mase tu Mamah really likes Yola, plus ...." Mamah Zubaidah did not continue his words.

Zubaidah glanced at Andini who was silently listening to them speak. The awkwardness he still felt and did not want to interfere in the conversation.

"If Mamah does not force to marry you and Ilham as soon as possible, what if and Ilham can unite until this mase? How is there Ammar? You still want to blame Mamah" said Zubaidah feigning anger.

"Mamah is a forcible," said Yola, but she could not refute the words of her mother-in-law.

Then he turned to Andini.

"Here, you stay here, yes. Sister there is another three daily seven-monthly event here," Yola told Andini.

"Curtain, brother! We're the same age as keleus ... Maybe I am even older. Very nice people want to be called brother," he said annoyed.

"Well, I'm a big brother. I married my brother. You're Abang Ilham's brother" he grumbled.

Andini this sucks.

"Not knowing," answered Andini ketus.

"Eat him here, let him know," replied Yola did not want to lose. "Who also wanted to see her he said to you."

"Here, you spend the night here, baby. Later tonight kite gathers here. Kite call Mama and Papa you too, in Penang and in Jakarta, hmm? Mom would not be selfish. Won't tell you to leave let alone forget them. They'll still be your mama and your papa until whenever they do, baby. Mamah will be very grateful because they have grown up and keep the daughter of Mamah up to this size, living well, nothing less. But let Mamah make up for the lost time between us. 24 years, it is not a short time to lose a child. Maybe Mama's age will not reach that much anymore. Let only one year, two years left of mama's life, Mamah just want to live with Dini without regrets. There's not much demand for Mom for the rest of her life. Just that je, would you please grant Mamah's request, hmm?" persuade Zubaidah. His hand now grabbed the girl's soft shoulder and rubbed it.

This time Yola chose to be quiet not to disturb the moment of the mother and child.

Andini grabbed the hand of Mamah Zubaidah who started to snort and hold it. His memory doesn't remember this woman much. There was only a memory of him spying on her from long ago. But this woman's gentle touch could really touch her heart. Only from that touch could he know that this person was his mother. Then his eyes glazed over, unable to say anything more he nodded.

Andini also does not want any regrets in the future. He didn't want to regret not giving his birth mother a chance to be with him. He was afraid that this woman would go away from him again while he had not had time to feel the affection of his own biological mother. He would definitely be very sorry later if that happened. If this real mother comes home before she gives a chance. Nah! Nah! He would not waste his time by being childish like that.

Slowly from his lips spoke the word with tears.

"Mrs ...."

Zubaekah flabbergasted being called that way by Andini. Yola is no exception even Ammar. Yola was even teary-eyed to hear it. It's a moving moment, of course.

"Ape? Andini said what? Say it again, dear .." pinta Zubaidah did not believe what she heard.

"Mama .." said Andini again.

Zubaidah was stunned, he didn't hear wrong. In front of him was a biological daughter who had been waiting for him was calling him by the call of Mama.

"Mama .." call Andini again without being asked.

Zubaidah closed his eyes, thanking the Lord for His kindness has brought him and his daughter together. She had no hope of meeting her daughter until she died. But God was still kind to him. From the corners of his eyes that were snarling, those tears were dripping unstoppably.

He's nodding. Then he hugged his daughter.

"Andini .. Mamah's son is back at home."

Then in the room there was only the sedu sedan and the cry of both. Yola asked Ammar to come out. Happy of course. Either this is wrong, but Yola thinks that if Andini never disappears first, could she still be here? Could it be that she will still be the daughter-in-law in this house? Could he still be his wife, Ilham? Could there be Ammar in his heart? Ahh, it feels like he wants to say as much as possible thanks to Andini. Andini's sister-in-law.

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