I'M MY MOTHER'S HONEY

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"What a concern, huh? his daughter was being watched continuously while studying." Said his tutoring teacher Zahra named Bu Dewi. A 27-year-old woman who is single.

Miss Dewi, didn't know that Ezra was Zahra's husband. Because Miss Goddess is the new tutoring teacher. Every subject, Zahra's tutor is different. And as far as Bu Dewi was concerned, the parents of this disciple he was mentoring were Ezra Assegaf. Tajir businesswoman twisting who has the status of widower and has one daughter.

Yes Anin and Ezra's sudden marriage is not publicly known. Because Ezra hasn't held a wedding reception with Anin.

At once the look on Zahra's face became sour. Because Ezra said his father. Ezra is fit to be her father, not her husband.

"You want to get a high score not later when you graduate?" haggar Bu Dewi with a smile full of meaning. Staring at Zahra with flickering eyes.

Zahra's sour face is now turning into full of question marks. What does the word of the Goddess Mother mean.

"I want to be your next mom!" said Bu Dewi with her spirit, a confident smile adorned her sparkling face

Uhuk...

Uhukkc..

Uhukkc..

Zahra choked with her own saliva. He did not expect to hear such a sentence, coming out of the mouth of the woman he had admired. Because this woman is very good at delivering subject matter.

Seeing Zahra choking, but not eating, makes Miss Dewi surprised. Even so, the woman still thrust a glass filled with water on the table they are studying at this time.

"Zahra, what's wrong with you?" The Goddess looks worried. Obviously he was worried, if the child guidance is why-why, will berabe later. Where Zahra's a rich man's son.

"Sir Ma'am, it's okay. I was just surprised!" grim with glaring eyes.

Basic old man has a high allure. Even though he was four heads. The women are still made to look at it because of its allure.

Hadeuh....

It's hazardous. Zahra muttered still watching Bu Dewi with astonishment.

He better shut up, pretend to be deaf. It's nice to be made into a matchmaker's own husband.

"Ask dong hape number love Zahra?!" mother Dewi's face was clear with her cellphone in her hand.

Huuffttts

Zahra sighed harshly. He can't be hooked. Her status as Ezra's wife should not be known to the mother of the Goddess. Because he was still a student at one of the city's favorite high schools.

"Edhmm.... Really huh? I'll get a leak about the National Examination?" zahra said with a small smile.

"Yes Ra, right, that's right. What's your father's phone number Ra?!" The Goddess is getting excited. He was fussing on his own in his seat.

"Did you listen carefully." Firmly Zahra with her devilish smile.

"Yes, yes !"

"No hapenya empty eight thirteen six four one e seen all!"

"Haaa ..h Try Zahra again!" Mother Goddess felt misheard. Cook there e seen all?

"A blank of eight thirteen six four one e seen all...!" shouted Zahra who made the mother Goddess stunned. Koq this innocent-looking child, even angry?.

"Koq's number is like that?" asked Bi Dewi with her puzzled look.

"No number - no number. I'd better go home now, and never come back here again." Zahra said firmly, but still with a polite tone.

"Koq so Zahra?' Mother Goddess does not want to be fired as her tutoring teacher Zahra. He lost dong. Taught Zahra in two hours he was paid 500,000 rupiah.

"It's enough that we just meet Miss Dewi. The lesson is over I want to go to bed first, ma'am." Zahra said, rising from her seat with a faint smile. Even though his mood got worse because of the words of Miss Dewi He must still be polite.

"Zahras, Zahras.... You still want to be your tutor?!" said Miss Dewi with a loud voice. Because at this time, Zahra had already climbed the stairs to the second floor.

"Just kid, you want to get an old man." Zahra said quietly, which only she could hear.

He rubbed his face, so as not to look tense. Pulling both corners of her lips together creates a sweet smile. He doesn't want to think too much about the old man. It is natural that women want to be her escort. Because besides being rich. Old man is also very handsome.

Krekka..

Zahra went into the room and found her mother praying Dzuhur on her bed. The surgical scar has not healed completely. So Anindya could not pray in a standing state.

Zahra smiled faintly at the mother, who prayed fervently. He was so proud of his mother. Her mother is a tough woman and very patient. His mother deserves happiness.

Suddenly I had a brilliant idea. The woman snapped her finger with a happy feeling. He also rushed to the bathroom. He will also perform the Dzuhur prayer.

❤️❤️❤️

I don't think the time has shown at five in the afternoon. Zahra was very happy at this moment. Can take a nap with the mother while telling a lot about her daily life at school and trading to help grandmother after school. Of course they did not discuss their problems that had just ended. The mother and son had also made a video call with Nek Ifah in the holy land. And still, they did not tell the matter between the mother and the child.

"Mom, ibot Bimo is really nice?" said Zahra, he who saw a different attitude Bimo on the mother, so intend to make the man his stepfather. He also wanted to see his mother happy. This is the idea that was split earlier.

Anindya's forehead shriveled at the princess's words. He knows where the conversation is going. At the moment Anin wants to be alone. The incident that happened to him was enough to traumatize the woman. "Yes." Yeah." Answer Anin is short and dense. Showing a lazy facial expression discussing Bimo.

Hehej ..

Zahra laughed. He immediately hugged his mother. He knew he was making a mistake at the moment It turned out to be discussing Bimo, instead making the mother's mood bad. She thought her mother would be happy.

Zahra had thought that his mother was adhering to the principle of 'Fault one grows a thousand'. Eehh.. never again traumah.

Because Zahra's speech made the atmosphere on the balcony of the room was not warm anymore. Even the mother looked glum and did not want to talk. Zahra was finally silent. Both of them looked at the sky which was now orange. Because it's afternoon.

Both were long silent. Reflect on what happened to them and their families. Until Anindya's speech now disperse Zahra's daydreams.

"Darling, umak sure. You can grow up in all of this. You are now someone's wife. The wife of a man who is a dream of many women out there. I hope you can be nice to your husband, so he doesn't turn away, baby." Say Anin with teary eyes. She was the victim, where the husband turned to another woman. And he doesn't want Zahra to experience the same thing with him.

"Oh my goodness, Mak. Your daughter is young. If the old man macem-macem yes we just divorce. I'm just bothered to bother you."

"Bec... Don't take everything for granted. This is what you don't like about your attitude." Anin looks agitated. She gets scared, if her daughter still acts annoying to Ezra. Ezra might get bored and find another woman. Look at her daughter calling her husband old man.

"Sir., Life is not made complicated. If he turns away, yes. That means he and I are End. " said Zahra firmly. "We must not love men too much. The human is new. What he said now is not necessarily remembered. Don't worry about me. Umak that's what Zahra is worried about Mak. Especially our problem. Zahra knows, umak it's still sad"

.Zahra tears her mother with her fingers. They were still sitting on the sofa on the balcony of that room.

"Zahra knew, umak was sincere, giving in to Zahra. But, it still hurts here, doesn't Mak?" Zahra now clings her hand to her chest.

"There must be a replacement, so that umak is not sad."

"Sir Ra, no.. Mak hasn't thought about it yet. Already, already... We don't talk about this anymore. Rice is already porridge, baby. There's no point in talking about that anymore. Life must continue. Sago message Umak. You must be kind and respectful to your husband. Don't treat him like AbG's son, who's the same age as you." Obviously Anindya, gently rubbing the child's hair.

Zahra really loves her mother. He hugged his mother quickly. And they both cried happily. Until the crying event was stopped when Zahra's phone continued to ring on the table in front of him.

Who else called if not the old man.

"Oh my God, dear, why is the name of his contact like that?" anin asked, looking at Zahra's phone screen. "Did he protest?" ask Anin again.

"See Mak, don't know yet Mak. I just bought a cell phone yesterday ", said Zahra, feeling bad to pick up the phone from Ezra.

Zahra is confused as to what name Ezra's contact is. Be him make that name.

"Lift dear!" tell Anin.

Zahra glanced at the mother, and smiled faintly. Then the woman raised the video call

"Assalamualaikum Wawa's..?" tired face forced smile clearly visible on mobile screen. Ezra's like his busy once today.

"Wa-- walaikum salam .!" Zahra looks awkward when talking to Ezra, because there is a mother next to her.

TBC.

Tomorrow I will continue.

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