Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapters 37. Don't Be Sad Again, Mom.

Activities run as usual, I also always ask the news of my son Aryan. Thank God he grew healthy, although he had to stay up often with many tasks.

The lecturer was so selfish not to see that the boy needed enough rest

It has been a week since Imram has read my Chat, even very quickly read it. only one day after I sent it. Guilt filled my chest again, is it okay for me to do something silly again. Nak Imram must be very upset with me very plan. And there he was so happy I let him go.

His name was also Amira, who was a fool. Who can't just forget his good son.

I also chatted back with a video of my apologies and regrets. And the words of regret that have made Imram may have been nauseous and vomiting there, and yelled out so much annoyance, repetition.

"Stop Aunt..It's gone stale...!!

"Stop Aunty don't bother me anymore, you're so annoying, "

And squeezing her hair into depression.

Imagining that I should have hated it, eeeehh even meek and sad.

I whined back as if he was in front of me. I always fantasize narcissistic so that I quickly move on, but still can't.

"Ooh..My Lord, I beg you to remove him in my heart, if my good son is so fed up with me and disturbed, O my Lord.

"Nak Imram wants what son, this mother is smart and has a strong feeling if we are son, not really - really forgive Aunt, so Aunty a little crazy, so, For facing a child like you who is eleven twelve with Aryan nature, must be a little crazy to face you, because you are a cold man, a fresher man."

I smile to myself too.

"Waaah.I'm really crazy, but stupid. I'm not her lover asking to return. Just a good friend, though no longer admitted"

I was depressed again and sad, started crying more.

"This is how if the bucini are faced, the veins of shame at breaking up all, if you know son.., very many who queue up want to be my friend....

while you throw me like trash, Aaaaaahhh."

That's my fate if I write a chat, the truth is, I already know the answer and response son imram even though limited to imagination, but I don't know I feel confident that he is very fed up with me. I also miss deeh.

My good son Ardi every day diligently greeted me.

This kid really reduces my sadness, he's so cute and loving, he looks like Imram, but he's funnier and adorable - he said, he really doesn't think I'm his age, but his sister and best friend are fragile. Sometimes I laugh when I read the chat.

This 21-year-old kid, he spoils me like his little brother who he loves so much.

"Have you eaten...?

Is Mom Healthy...?

Don't stay up mommy, 11 o'clock sleep well mom..?

Don't forget to eat your mother, drink plenty of water.

She cares so much, does she not know I am khan baper, her name is also queen bucin.

This good boy, always asking.

"Mother where...?

I also returned it.

"There's outside son, play cell phones."

"Well, ma'am, it's cold outside when Mom gets sick."

"Don't be sad again mom.

Don't forget to eat mom.

Don't stay up, mom.

He really thinks I'm his wayward little brother.

Even if I tell a funny story, he replies to my chat.

"Hehehe...Mom's cute deeh..."

This kid is adorable, but I can't love him too much, I can't afford to be sad again for the umpteenth time. Even though this boy once said.

"Don't be sad again Mom. If there's a problem talking to me mom, we're looking for a way out the same Mom, Ardi doesn't want to see you sad anymore."

Ardi wants to be a friend and a mother's child, the important thing is that the mother is not sad anymore.

A very loving, kind, wise and adorable child.

Every time he went to work he always greeted me in WA.

"Assalamu Alaikum Ibu, Ardi went to work well."

Go home from work too.

"Assalamu Alaikum Ibu, Ardi has come home, wants to take a bath first and eat. Later Ardi chat mom again well, Have you eaten Mom, eat well.."

I sometimes laugh to myself, how this child is not adorable, although not as sweet as Imram's face, but his heart is very sweet.

This handsome boy, like my son Aryan, just needs to dress neatly and white, because they don't really fit in black and dress normally, they're a very valuable art, added in the polish is more interesting.

Especially if they are dressed macing and white plus their posture is high, like a top model deh. Actually they are white, only circumstances that make them both black, because often sunburned.

If Imram wants to be ordinary and extraordinary, this child is still sweet and cute. But if you are angry like this, it is very depressing, and difficult to forget.

"Hopefully I can move on from us son, good son mother who has kept distance with mother, so sad again, we are very good with mother son, and sincere, sincere, it's hard for me to forget about us, son. So leave again deeh."

I also continue to play mobile to reduce this sadness.

I checked my son Imram's chat, but he hasn't read it.

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It's been two weeks, son Imram, not reading my chat, that kid must be really upset with me.

I also sent another video, but there was no sign of a blue contrast, there was an emojis apology.

He hasn't read my chat, he's already given emoji greetings, sorry.

I'm thinking narcissistic again, if son Imram says.

"Help Auntie don't bother me anymore, Auntie wants to salto the cake, wants to cry cake, wants to plunge into the abyss of cake, wants to be a beggar on the street too, I'm very stupid, very stupid, listen Aunt my cares have faded Auntie, so please don't bother me anymore, my life is very comfortable and happy away from you Aunt."

Thinking of it so softly again, though deep down in my heart he was not that cruel to me, this was just my narcissistic imagination, so that I would sincerely let go of him and not disturb him anymore,

May he not send me those cruel words, Because my heart must need months more crying bombay if you think that son Imram, really fed up and really hate me.

Seriate.