
"Sister ..., sister ...!" There were cries of children as Jumirah entered his yard on a motorcycle.
"Duh ... when the new brother came home was welcomed," said Jumirah with a smile to see six foster children who were standing in the yard of the house, their faces look so cheerful to welcome the arrival of Jumirah. A noble-hearted woman who has changed the fate of those who had no place to live, sleeping only on cardboard or newspaper sheets, he said, now they can feel living in a luxurious and warm house sleeping on a soft mattress. Wearing decent clothes like never before was forced to wear dirty and torn clothes because they did not have the money to buy new clothes. Thanks to Jumirah they have more than enough income to buy new clothes, which is the result of the sale of paintings that they have made together.
"Sister Jumi kereeeen, we all saw you on TV. Wow ... big brother is amazing, we are surprised that brother already considers us as sisters, thank you brother, already want to make us the family of Brother Jumi." Said Joni directly hugging Jumirah when Jumirah had come down from his motorbike followed by five friends Joni, Empi, Shella, Pure, Tiger and Sisil. They all hugged Jumirah together even to the point of crying. Hearing the cries of the children made Jumirah also cry, crying full of happiness.
"Yum!" Call Farel with both eyes glazed over Jumirah and the children who are still in the yard of the house. Farel quickly wiped his tears that suddenly came out.
"Have the children let Brother Jumi in first, Brother Jumi must be tired of just coming home." Farel
Tins ... tin ....
Suddenly the sound of a car horn.
"Hi ... What's wrong? How come you guys are like Teletubbies who like to have sex .. lukaaan!" Said a handsome young man after getting out of the car.
"Belgina wek ... Brother Aden must be jealous right ...!" Reply Joni stuck her tongue towards the handsome young man who turned out to be Aden.
"Eh .. You're the prick" said Aden pulling Joni's nose.
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"What's going on with Mas Aden?" Ask Jumirah after they are already inside the house sitting on the living room sofa.
"Kangen, I miss you Jum. Last time I saw you on television, I became more and more in love with you Jum." Aden shifted his seat closer to Jumirah.
"Darling, I want to have you all soon. Marry me" said Aden, looking seriously at Jumirah's face, holding his hand.
"Sorry, I'm not ready yet." Jumirah retracted his hand from Aden's.
"Why?" Aden widened his eyes feeling surprised.
"I will get married after getting the blessing of both parents Mas Aden, and ...."
"And what is Jum?" Ask Aden curiously.
"If it turns out your parents still do not you find, then you do not want to get married?" Aden asked, Jumirah just lowered his head without saying a word, his face looks sad.
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"Mother ... oh Mother, the Goddess goes first Ma'am!" Shouted the Goddess as she walked over to Bu Lasmi who was sweeping the floor.
"Where else are you Wik? Why the hell are you so hard to tell him to stay at home, you're itching if you don't go a day?" Asked Bu Lasmi without looking at the Goddess, when looking at the Goddess, Miss Lasmi was silent for a few minutes while rubbing her eyes, looking back at the Goddess who looks different than usual. Miss Lasmi was stunned, She patted her own cheek several times when she saw the change of her daughter who was not dressed as open as usual.
"It's really you, isn't it Wik? I didn't see it wrong, did I?" Ms. Lasmi flips through the body of the Goddess to check whether the teenage girl who is currently standing in front of her is actually the Goddess of her daughter or not.
"Yeah Ma'am, this is Goddess Ma'am! Waduh gahwat, it looks like you have amnesia." Goddess Word.
"Hus ... haphazardly!" Cut Miss Lasmi.
"Yes the end of the strange mother, the time of forgetting her own daughter." Goddess Protest.
"Where are you at Wik? Why are you suddenly changing like?" Ask Miss Lasmi.
"Didih, I'm really mean by the way, why is Mom? Goddess looks weird huh Bu dressed like this, Dewi does not look like ondel-ondel right Mom? Dewi change clothes if it looks strange, ma'am," said Dewi so inferior.
"Don't kid, you're pretty wearing this outfit. You look more mature and more mature. I like to see it. Thank God, finally you can be guided too, I'm glad you want to dress covered like this, well like that dong Nak, it's good to see, I'm here if you wear clothes like this, I'm happy, so I'm not afraid that you're being harassed by a brash man." Furthermore, Miss Lasmi was pleased. The goddess looks so pretty wearing a long shirt and long toenote pants, looks long pashmina hijab covering her hair that she has dyed with hair dye.
It turns out that the incident at that time had made a Goddess realized, when she was walking alone became the victim of abuse from some young delinquents. Fortunately, when there was Choirul who helped him, Choirul's words had made a Goddess finally realize her mistake coupled with the condition of Miss Lasmi who returned to heart disease made Dewi feel afraid, she was afraid of losing the person she loved most.
"Mom, Dewi wants to meet the Goddess' friend first yes Ma'am, want to return the jacket belonging to the Goddess' friend." Pamit Dewi with a soft voice.
"Yes already, but quickly go home do not wait for dark, just five in the afternoon should have reached home," said Ms. Lasmi.
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today up this once was yes, the fasting month of mother time for very little nulis, busyness in the real world that is stacked as a farmer, he said, so the credit maker + as a housewife makes mom so rarely play HP 😁 sorry mom turns out the writing of mom is still messy even though mom has tried to revise the writing of a messy mother, but, but there is still a lot wrong. Helga ... 😭 Mum wants to cry first yes, kesel the same yourself who still has not pinter-pinter, it's appropriate Mas bojo like to call mamak Oneng, because his mother did not backlash 🤭 Mother still does not understand about PEUBI. Mother wants to learn PEUBI first with other author brothers who already understand PEUBI 😁. Love Mom spirit dong friends, Mother lately very easy sleepy. Senengnya mother if there is anyone who loves coffee mother let her mother continue to be literate and increase enthusiasm. A flower is also okay 🤭🤭.