Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapters 123. We All Love You Dad.

I decided to stay with Mama, My husband for only three days, he came home in our chartered car, whose husband is a family friend in the city where we sell.

She must have been very surprised to see the condition of her family which turned out to be quite located, while in her city my husband and I were just a spice seller with a capital of under five million, living in a narrow hut.

Mama suggested I try in my homeland alone, but relying on my parents' possessions I don't want my husband to feel depressed.

Mama was a little upset with my decision, but I wanted to be independent despite living ala.kadarmya.

Mama can only say it won't help me with capital if I don't go home. I just keep quiet.

Mama and I never get along, our principles always contradict. Mama's a figure who always looks for mistakes, so even if a hundred times is right, Mama is only always looking for flaws, she is always upset with me.

I'm also a figure exploding if it's always on the press, because it's never allowed.

Mama always wants me to be humble on sister, always pampering sister while I figure firmly, if sister is wrong well I am angry.

Mama was very patient with my sisters no matter how much she was wrong, and her hobbies always blamed me.

Father always comes to defend me, for Father an older brother must be appreciated and respected.

I always try my best, but Mama is always upset, I know Mama is very disappointed with my choice of choosing Husband. For Mama this world needs to be appreciated, if we are in the subconscious must be aware and down.

I really appreciate people, but if I'm snapped I really can't stand being a hypocrite, and two-faced.

If I had a fight with Mama, Dad always tried to mediate by advising both of us.

Dad always said.

"Ma.. This is your son, should set a good example, and you son, this is your mother do not be a child of disobedience, if there is not in your heart silence is the best."

Keep me holding Mama inside. So we don't argue anymore.

By the time Mama has changed, she's been gentle with me.

Mama.memutuskqn.tinggal.was a few months in the house of the relics of Dad, new to my sister's city, at least my sister is quite well established, and there is a maid who can take care of Mama.

If I were to eat just fitting - Pasan, At least my sister is a figure who loves Mama.

One month I lived there, my son Aryan who had been living with his grandmother, I brought him.

Aryan is still in 4th grade Elementary School. Aryan figure who is always in the king is Dad, Aryan is Dad's favorite. My father figure of mother also for Aryan, Diligent cook and bring Aryan streets, and culinary hobbies and buy food so.

Mama if you are tired after school, just go to sleep, Daddy is shopping for all-round food, even occasionally help Mama wash as well, Daddy figure of the ideal husband.

Dad was very pampering Mama, likes to massage her and even feed Mama eat.

Losing Dad must be a huge blow to Mama.

To choose clothes, Father chose.

Aryan still needs to be taken care of, and in the care of his diet that all this time Dad took care of Mama, Aryan and my youngest brother.

Mama needs peace of mind.

My intention was to bring Aryan in my Mama's approval, After Mama had moved on, I also returned to the city where my husband was looking for halal fortune.

I brought Aryan, she must have been shocked by my life, which was a hundred times different from her life of a baby in the care of the versatile Father and Mama.

One month with Mama I asked for a break, With a warm hug from Mama for me and Aryan released us both.

My sister also returned to her city, where she made her halal living. They're only one Sunday with Mama, 'cause they have a business that needs their existence, whereas I only have a small business to cover the hunger.

Since Bankrupt in the Toko.building business that only capitalized on the trust of the Chinese Tribe.

Me and Husband pioneered from zero, even with traders' trust capital in the market.

Being a seller of spices and vegetables is only a small capital under five million, enough to eat a day - day.

We both left my hometown, with a wave of Mama's hand.

Mama must be sad to let Aryan go, but Mama is in a fragile mental state of losing Dad, Mama can only please Aryan I bring.

In the new place Aryan must be very surprised by my circumstances.

The car drove away from my hometown.

For one day and one night, we traveled.

I moved the car twice.

The next day we both got hired.

The eyes of my son were a little dazed to see our little cottage house, the shape of Ronda's cottage.

My Mama's house, a two-story Shophouse House.

Aryan has his own room, there is a special TV for him, Laptop and other luxury facilities.

Currently he was in front of the house in other words a hut, measuring five meters wide, and five meters long as well.

Walled calcibor, and bathroom outside the house walled tarpaulin only.

While the door tarpaulin as well, can only be tied from the inside.

Our house next to the bridge, our land is rented, only my husband is the exchange, even the roof is not a zinc roof, just the Rumbia Roof, from the leaves of Sago.

Complete is the simplicity of our hut house.

My husband greeted us, and immediately hugged his son who was still dumbfounded to see our house.

I am afraid to discuss it, let Aryan who seeks peace of his own heart slowly, until he can accept our economic situation.

One week Aryan stayed has started to adapt.

I was a little strict with her, Because being gentle and pampering her, would make my son even weaker.

I started the list of schools, thankfully very close to our house was not fifty meters.

Behind the house is the open sea, so many children playing.

Aryan, who is usually confined to my Mama's shophouse, just goes out on a course and buys toys or food with Dad. Being a child who is free to play in the open ocean whose sea water is far from home, so the front of the sea is a large field for children to play.

I also taught Aryan to wash dishes, and his own clothes were also swept.

I educate my son in siplin, if it's three o'clock in the afternoon my son has been allowed to play as much as possible.

Playing around the sea, even bathing in sea water, made Aryan skin pitch black, but at least my son has received a little change in the economy of his parents.

Mama also still calls me a lot, reminding me that Aryan still drinks Milk, likes cakes, Bread, watermelon.

I'm just right when we're very elite eating tempeh and eggs. Sometimes buy fish, but Aryan does not really like fish.

My father used to buy squid, shrimp, meatballs, kentucky chicken and sausages and crispy nuggets. Dumpling, meatball. Dad was very royal from the beginning when it comes to eating, we children are always given good food. Dad is also very royal love pocket money, if Mama loves, Dad also likes pocket money but hides it to Mama. Dad was so scared we were short of money, and food, that's my dad.

Losing you Father, is a very big sorrow for Mama, for your children and even your grandchildren Father, I am sure God willing Father entered Heaven God, Amen 🤲 🤲

Because my father was good for the family, as well as others, also Dad was very diligent in praying five times, and praying tahajjud.

Insha Allah my Father has now found the best place on the Almighty Side. Amin YRA 🤲🤲

We all love you Dad, and love you so much Dad. 😭😭😭😭😭

Seriate.