Fake Love !!
See you around
CHAPTER 24
Pov Fadil
The Taman Wijaya Kusuma. Me and Mba Mutia put her bike near the security guard post. The park where my father used to take me and mba mutia to this park. It feels really long.
"Napa udh don't fuss anymore." Fadil.
"you don't see dil, mother's attitude to mbak.?" Mutia.
"Yes mba"
"mba tomorrow morning back home dil. Take good care of yourself, if there's anything you can pass tel mba osis ko." Mutias.
I'm just smiling.
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Right now, I'm sitting on the edge of the bed. I'm ready to go to school. The uniform I was wearing was already attached to my body
Even though my body was still in the room, my mind floated out of nowhere.
I was thinking about last night. The incident where mutia and I joked on the street right in the corner there was a motorbike through us mba mutia was hit by the motorbike so that mba mutia fell from the bike, even her bicycle until damaged. The person who hit it just gave us 200 rb of money. It's all my fault. If I hadn't invited mba mutia to joke, maybe nothing would have happened
At home, I'm glad my mom and dad are gone. If Mom and Dad knew it would have nagged me. When I saw mba mutia, suddenly I was silent and anxious because of Mutia's condition. Luka mba mutia directly I treat.
Now, the swelling in his hand is not like last night. The right-handed elbow was injured, I was bandaged.
"Fdil, udh noon dil." call Mom
The voice from my mother, made me flinch.
"Yes yes, ma'am" I replied.
I hurried to my feet, and picked up my bag on the study table and immediately exited the room.
"You sick dil? His face is pucet? Or do not have to go to school first, ouh yes mom and dad want to go rough?" I just came out of my room and asked by my mother.
I smile.
"Ga papa ma'am, okay,. Just want to go to school, today it's fair there's a presentation." I replied nervously
"This is for Fadil's pocket, yes" hafid's father approached and gave me 1 green note.
"Where is mutia?." Ask mother.
"Mmm in mom's room." Answer's short.
"Make her house clean.!" Say mother.
I'm lazy to respond, which will be noisier again. Kasian mbak Mutia's. Mom did change and I saw a mother change that was so rough.
"The milk." Mom gave me milk. When I want to bring this milk to the room.
"Where are you going?!" Prevent mom.
"Make mutia mba." Answer me.
"Gk got. Ask to make it yourself"
I don't care anymore. Mutia's mother is sick. In the past if I or mba mutia was sick the no one who cared the most was mom. But now........
Krittt's..
"Mba. astaghfirullah mba." I was shocked by Mutia's hot body.
"Mom.mom here mom.." call me.
The sound of a foot beating came from the direction of the room door.
"Mba mba mutia hot" said I and mother approached to check mba mutia.
"Eh mut. mut wake up... hah..!!" Mom's shocked.
"Mom.samafin fair ma'am.safin fair," said I arrived. from the first my mainstay style always came out so that I was not exposed to mother's nag.
"Dil." call mb mutia lirih.
"I am yes mba." Answer me.
"Just a school. Mba ga papa." Mba mutia.
"Gk mba.just permission for nemenin mba." I feel guilty.
"Jaudah mommy is going to go rough. Just at home." Say mother with her face.
I nodded and cupped both hands asking mom for help so as not to get angry.
After mom and dad left, I immediately wrote a non-school permit and left it to my friend Rehn who used to go to school with me. After that I gave mba mutia painkillers and heat-lowering drugs. And I made sure mutia fell asleep before I turned home.
At 10.30 wib I finished cleaning the house. From a small child the mother's child has been taught to be independent so that later it will not be spoiled in the future.
"Huft. done."
"Fadil.." call mb mutia. I walked into the room.
"Where are you going?" Ask me
Mba mutia yng was tidying her hijab did not answer.
"Mba going out? Did you go out?" Asking back.
"Mba pulng ya dil" he said.
"It still hurts mba!!"
"Ga papa dil's. Money that is quiet that people call mba. make fadil aja. simpen ya dil who knows later fadil need to make the cost of study tour." Mba mutia.
"Don't mba. fair kn has been given a lot of high school mba" I refused.
"You can find the money again, God willing." Mba mutia smiled.
Mba mutia is the figure of a best sister who for others my age. For me as well as that, always be my helper, my savior. Mb mutia is tough, never complains. Although still sick, he had time to go to his cottage. You can ask permission for a day of rest.
"Mba sorryin fadil ya" said I shed tears
"Eeeyy why why?" Tany mb mutia who was wearing her socks
"It's a lot wrong with mba." My words approached mb mutia then I hugged mba mutia. We also hugged.
"It's never wrong with mba." Mba mutia
Very long we hugged, it felt so hard if mba mutia had to go, I was lonely again at home mom and dad rarely stayed home, only Monday at home.
"Yaudh dil, mba au leave yes" said mba mutia took her bag.
"Adil anter ya mba than on foot" I offered to deliver.
"Yes" said mba mutia.
We walked out. I pulled out my bike and locked the house. We also left. When in the t-junction of the complex we pas pasan with the mother and father who wear the motor mio relics of the father's alm.
"Dil." Call mom, I stopped waiting for mom to come up to me and mba mutia.
"Where are you going?" Ask the mother, this time the tone of the mother's speech is softer than the one yesterday.
"You anter mba mutia to the front ma'am. Kasian if you walk" said mnby mba mutia who just silent.
"Go home for a minute and I'll buy you some food." Bring mom. I turned back to mba mutia and mba mutia nodded her head giving me the code to follow mother's orders.
Arriving home. Mother had first kedapur and returned to bring a small bag to give to mba mutia.
"Mba, make it on the street." Hand over the bag to mba mutia.
"Mba, father anter yes until terminl, dear fare" said the father arrived.
Dengn quickly mba mutia nodded wordlessly. Alhamduliah finally emotions controlled mother. I'm glad to see mom and mb mutia hugging each other.
