Jum Wo Ai Ni

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Suddenly Mayleen's body collapsed, almost Mayleen's head formed a table, juma Juminten did not hold it.

"Mrs! Madam!" Juminten shook the woman's body in panic.

"Ma!" Dylan was surprised, he immediately raised Mayleen's body, and brought the woman out

Juminten tailed behind Dylan, Dylan's wide steps overwhelming Juminten to follow. The girl was not used to wearing the high heels that Mayleen gave her, making it difficult for her to walk.

Quickly Dylan's foot stepped up, he did not care about Juminten following him in a limp. They finally arrived at the car owned in red. He was upset, he was confused how to take a car key in his pants pocket.

"Hey .. get over here!" scream Dylan.

Juminten quickened his pace toward Dylan. He held his knee that felt lilu.

"Who are you calling?" juminten asked with a gasp of breath, he used to run but did not use high heels like this.

"You! who else is it," snapped Dylan rudely.

"I have a name, not hey," replied Juminten Ketus.

"Fuck your name. Quickly grab the car keys in my pants pocket!"

Juminten raised his face, he glanced sharply at Dylan. This man was truly arrogant, could he not ask for help politely. His attitude was very different from his mother, I don't know if Mayleen could have a child like this.

"Heh, even diem cepetan take. If anything happens to you, you have to take responsibility!"

"Honey alone, you who made Madam emotional until fainted, why am I wrong. Think of dong, so the soft tuh son talk to the parents, do not use the muscle like that," juminten cerocos, while putting his hand in the pocket of the pants to the left of Dylan.

"Grottling, the key is in the right pocket!"

"Some cake from earlier!" Juminten took his hand out of his left pocket, possibly putting it into his right pocket.

"The key," Juminten thrust out the key he managed to get.

"Push the red button."

Juminten pressed the small button that Dylan meant. He then opened the back door wide, so that Dylan could relax Mayleen's body well.

"You're sitting here, same Mama," he said. Juminten said he went in and put Mayleen's head on her lap.

After closing the car door, Dylan himself immediately got into the car. Dylan turned his head back for a moment, putting on his seat belt. She looked at Mayleen's face guiltily, Juminten was right, her mother was like this because of her. But if Mayleen had accepted the relationship between her and Jessica none of this would have happened, Dylan still doesn't understand why Mayke doesn't like Jessica.

Dylan started the engine, at a rapid rate the car began to move away from the restaurant. Heading to a hospital, which is not so good from the restaurant.

"You don't have any wind oil or anything?"

"No! I'm not a masseuse, where there's such a thing," replied Dylan ketus.

"Yes, don't make it hard, Mas. It's a prayer, anyways such an object is important, make an emergency like this. Try if there is, I can rub eucalyptus oil on the same forehead Madame Mayleen's nose to quickly realize," Juminten cerocos.

"Shut up! shut your bucket!" Dylan felt his head thudding listening to Juminten's chatter.

Mayleen is immediately treated by a doctor, while Dylan and Juminten are asked to wait outside the room.

"It's all because of you!" Dylan kept saying that to Juminten.

"Yes, whatever you want to say. Sit down first, are you not tired from earlier pacing is not clear," said Juminten annoyed. Dylan gave a sharp look at Juminten.

"Why see me like that? I just feel sorry for your shoes, have been in the inject paced. If you have a mouth must be complaining about shoes," said Juminten.

"You!" Dylan's jaw hardened, his index finger holding onto Juminten. Juminten, raised his chin slightly as if to challenge Dylan.

Dylan glared increasingly into his eyes, only this time did he meet a woman who was so annoying and so chatty like this.

Dylan was about to open his mouth, to again berate Juminten. However, the sound of the door opening distracts him.

"Are there Dylan and Juminten?!" ask a nun who just came out of the room where Mayleen was examined.

"Yes my sister!" answer the two in unison.

"The patient wants to see you."

Dylan and Juminten hurriedly entered. Mayleen was lying weakly on the gurney, her eyes staring at her son and Juminten.

"Jum, come here," call Mayleen Iirih. Juminten nodded, he walked over to Mayleen's bed.

Dylan was surprised, instead of looking for him. Her mother called a stranger closer. Despite not being summoned, Dylan followed Juminten's footsteps and stood beside the woman reluctantly.

Mayleen's hand clasped Juminten's fingers, she did not see Dylan standing beside Juminten at all.

"Jum, this abis Mama's coming with you huh. Mama wants you to, son," Mayleen said as she pleaded. Juminten was confused by Mayleen's words.

"But my Madam-."

"Mama what the hell, Mama still has me. We have our own house, why do you even want to come with this unclear woman," Dylan quickly cut.

"Shut up! You do not want to marry him, yes already let Mama just join Juminten. Mama does not want to follow you with your boyfriend, now you must be very happy to be free from Mama. Why are you taking care of Mama, Mama is old. It's no longer useful, you're free Dylan. Mama will not curb you in any case, Mama also wants to be free of choice Mama. Mama wants to join Juminten," said Mayleen at length.

Dylan rubbed his face rough, he hissed irritatedly. How could his mother behave like that, and would prefer to stay with that woman. Dylan took a deep breath.

"Well, if this can make Mama happy, Mama wants Dylan as she does. Ok, Dylan accepted," Dylan replied. Juminten's eyes widened to hear Dylan's words.

A bright smile was etched on Mayleen's face. He was so happy, Dylan accepted this match. Although Mayleen knew, her only child was forced to accept this match.

Mayleen hugged Dylan tightly. His heart felt very relieved, at least now Dylan had already agreed. Mayleen just gave a little boost to both of them.

"in that case, get well acquainted with him." Dylan nodded obediently, at least for now he had to obey Mayleen, while devising a plan to undo all of this.

"Ehem, what's your name?" Dylan stretched out his hand, his demeanor turning sweet on Juminten.

Juminten raised his head, slightly tilting it to the left. Is this guy really forgetting, or pretending not to know Juminten.