Aak Thugs Me With You

Finally

In the morning, Aisyah was impatient to meet her real mother. The woman who gave birth to him, without him knowing how he looked all along. With vigorous steps Aisyah walked towards where her mother was.

Deren accompanied his wife to stand straight in front of the door of the room. Aisyah looks very nervous. Happy, and impatient. Deren understands the attitude of his beautiful wife. He does have a nature that is reluctant to delay anything. Everything has to be done now, too. If last night Deren hadn't prevented it, maybe Aisyah had broken through time to meet her real mother.

"Tap the door, Dek," said Deren.

"Aish, I'm nervous" Aisyah replied.

Deren smiled, finally he was the one who shaped the door. Shortly heard from inside, someone walked towards the door. And this really makes Aisyah's heart beat faster. But Aisyah was happy. The distance between her and the woman who had given birth to her was only blocked by that door, of course this made her even more nervous about being too happy.

Impatient feeling Aisyah felt again, she held the doorknob and opened it. Seen behind the door was seen a middle-aged lung woman wearing a dress stelan patterned roses. Hair tied neatly, not gray at all. The woman looks fresh and beautiful. Although, in his right hand holds a stick to support his body that is not healthy right.

Aisyah's eyes met the sight of the woman who had conceived her birth. Aisyah was stunned, unmoved. His eyes glazed over, unable to resist the feeling of haru.

A feeling of tightness in the chest attacked both of them. Aisyah stepped closer to the woman. Hugged it without a word. Both were crying with longing. They held each other in that embrace. Both crying broke.

Deren could not see the cries of the mother and child. He also let them miss.

Deren just watched without being able to speak. It was so heartwarming that meeting, honestly this made this handsome man envious. If he could feel the same way, it would be beautiful. Deren misses his mother too.

This handsome man looked back at them, still hugging each other in heart-wrenching sobs. Deren understood, surely their feelings were currently mixed erratically. Between happy, sad, longing and clearly also did not expect this to happen. It must be that feeling is mixed right now.

"Mother" said Aisyah, stroking her mother's back. They were both still unwilling to let go of that hug.

"Dear, this is Mother, the woman who gave birth and abandoned you, son," replied Fatimah. Hearing the regretful reply made Aisyah cry out.

"No, Honey. You are Mother's jewel. Where might I leave you again," added Ibu Fatimah.

"Aish knows, Mom. I didn't abandon Aish, I had to take Aish's nitipin to Abah and Umi?" ask Aisyah . Fatimah's mother could not answer that question. It just weakens. Because that is actually the reason for him.

Aisyah's cries broke again, Fatimah's mother too, they both cried. Fatimah's mother hugged her again. Rubbing his back, even several times he also kissed his daughter's cheek. It feels so good, Aisyah likes it.

Aisyah felt Fatimah's mother let go of her embrace. And now those beautiful eyes are looking at him.

"Here, don't cry anymore. Shame on your handsome husband" said Fatimah's mother demgan with her playful smile. Aisyah also followed let go of the embrace and returned the smile and while glancing at her heart lover.

"Aish, miss Mom."

"Mom too, son. I'm sorry I can't take care of you" said Ibu Fatimah quietly, her voice so soft and thrilling. Is this the voice of a real mother? sounding comfortable in the ears, made Aisyah's heart feel very happy.

"It's okay, Mom. Aish knows. Reason I left Aish on umi and abah. Aish seriously," Aisyah replied just as she said tai, as it is. Fatimah's mother smiled at her daughter. That means he does not have to bother explaining to his beautiful baby what really happened.

Aisha took her mother out of the room. Take him to the dinner and breakfast table and talk. There's a lot they talk about. They are like two friends who are on the reoni. And accidentally, they have ignored the tamoan man who became the intermediary between the two.

Never mind Deren, just enjoy it....

Seriate....