Loving My Raised Mother

Introductions

About 7 years ago. Arya Saputra was adopted by a woman who was 30 years old at that time. The point is he finances all the needs of Arya in terms of education, in order to achieve his goals to become a pilot.

Until finally Arya graduated and worked at one of the airlines in the company in his field. Arya is very happy now to be a pilot who when the task of wearing a white uniform and controlling an airplane hovering in space.

Arya never forgets to thank the people who have supported her so far, the family and also the women who have supported her during college.

Her name was Fatmala. A wealthy woman in her city and owned many companies everywhere. Arya was originally just a village youth who stopped by the city for the sake of a hope and ideals.

Now Arya has turned into a handsome young man, looking neat and unpretentious. There are so many changes happening to Arya right now. The old man's house has changed better than before and is no longer a neighbor's insult due to poverty, now Ary is seen by the people of the village.

Especially with his friendly and kind attitude makes it increasingly in the eyes of people in his village.

"Captain guy?" sofi's greeting is a flight attendant who all know that she harbors a taste for Arya.

"Siang Sofi." Arya replied with a friendly smile. He walks with a steward named Sultan and they have been friends for a long time.

They walk in an airport. Returning home from their duties and each carrying a suitcase that they must carry.

"I am glad I finally got back safely. If it's still in the plane, the heart feels floating" said Arya.

"Captain indeed. Same, what else I am. Feels not retracing the foot" said the Sultan.

"God has always protected his people." Arya is back.

Arya enters the car available to the pilot and all cabin crew to the office.

After a long meeting, Arya went home to her apartment.

"I'm first bro." Waving hands at his partner.

Arya drives her bike. Don't forget to wear a jacket and helmet that he never forgets to wear.

Not long on the street he was now in front of the door of his apartment. Yet feel astonished. Because it seems like someone entered, who knew the access to his apartment was only him and the woman who became his lover and now his status was fiancee, named Renata.

Arya comes in, then presses the switch on the light. The room was bright but there was no one. His steps continued to go to the room.

Blaak!

"Happy birthday I wish you a long life." The sound of singing and being faced with a candle-decorated tart and several people including Renata there.

They surprise her on Arya's birthday. Arya smiled wryly and shook her head slightly. Didn't expect to get this simple surprise but made haru.

"Blow-blown, blow-blown." Tell everyone there. Then they moved to the middle room.

"No blowing." Arya shook her hat and the fire quickly died.

"Well, don't say good luck." Pinta Renata to Arya.

Arya closed her eyes, then prayed in her heart, which included. May the intention of her marriage with Renata be launched how many months left. But what is imagined at this time is not the face of Renata but the face of a woman who has been respected.

Arya looked up, gasped and looked towards Renata. He wondered why it wasn't Renata that flashed through his mind and eyelids?

Renata moved her eyes as if asking why? Arya shook her head, then cut her tarts and the first bribe she gave to Renata as her fiance.

It certainly makes Renata very happy. He hugs and kisses briefly Aryan cheeks. "Happy birthday, baby."

All the people he was there were friends of Renata and Arya from college first.

They also congratulate the increasing age of Arya whose reality is that age is reduced not increasing.

Then they went to a cafe to eat and hang out there. Surely Arya feel tired but for the sake of friends and lovers Arya willing to put aside his fatigue.

"Dear to eat dong kok even dumb?" Renata looked at her fiance.

"Oh, it's just the first, baby." Arya nodded. But still his mind floated thinking about that face.

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In a luxurious house with a magnificent European classic design. A woman was soaking in a bathtub of warm water and did not miss the aroma of therapy. When you are relaxing, relax with the pleasure of a warm bath. There was a cry from a man calling his name.

"Fatmas? Fatmala where are you?" screeched, with eyes looking for the whereabouts of the wife.

Fatmala rushed up wearing a bathrobe and rushed over. "What's wrong?"

"Where was he called so long? husband came home instead of being welcomed even let." The road is a bit staggering. As usual if you come home at night must smell of alcohol, for the reason of having fun with friends.

"I'm soaking-"

"Come .. reason. As pretty as you look whatever your body looks like. I am no longer in love and no longer in love with you. If it wasn't for our daughter Rania Aldian, I would've left you." Obviously the guy.

Fatmala also maintained marriage with Aldian solely for the sake of her son Rania Fathya Aldian, their only daughter. Who is strong to have a husband already live from his wife. He likes to be drunk, rude and arrogant and likes to cheat too.

Fatmala took a breath. "If you want a divorce. Just divorce me I don't lose, I can't stand a guy like you either."

"Pompous woman." His hands swing and plaque! slapping Fatmala's smooth cheek.

"Look." Peek Fatmala while rubbing her cheek that feels hot and sore.

Then Aldian's hand gripped the neckline of the woman's level was pushed into a king size bed.

Fatmala revolted and tried to remove Aldian's hand from his neck. Blowing breath of alcohol, eyeballs Fatmala glared screaming was not able. "Delivery."

"Death to you, and all your treasures will fall into my hands, ha ha ha .." racau Aldian.

With great difficulty, Fatma was able to let go of both of the crazy man's hands. "Ohok-ohok" Fatmala's throat was dry and sore on the outside.

Aldian lay with his eyes closed, Fatmala was relieved and willing to wake up, Aldian suddenly woke up and attacked him again. But this time it was not for strangling or hitting but he was overstressing his wife's body to ask for her right.

But Fatmala was already angry with his attitude this time. With all his strength he kicked Aldian so that his body rolled down to the floor, the bottom of the drunk he was unconscious and probably did not feel pain and also did not flinch, Fatmala panicked and was afraid of why, but the man slept on the floor.

Fatmala was relieved and smiled wryly. "Bas on a crazy man." Fatma stood up and did not care about the man despite lying on the floor covered with soft carpet. He tidied himself up who was in a hurry to finish his bath.

Clattering footsteps could be heard approaching towards the door of Fatma's room ....

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