Loving My Raised Mother

Hold doang's hand

Fatma still chose silence with all the mixed feelings, shock. Happiness and feelings of trauma. However Fatma has a background that is less wearing in terms of household. There is a little fear that haunts his soul, persecution is sometimes still often overshadowed in his memory Fatma. But on the other hand he believes that Arya is not possible to do the same thing with Aldian against him, let alone. Everyone already knows that Arya is a figure who obeys her religion. Responsible, kind and considerate.

Fatma no longer doubts, the question of Aryan's affection and concern for Rania! he quite felt that Arya sincerely loved Rania the little princess. There really is nothing more to doubt. For a moment Fatma closed her eyes and let out a heavy-looking breath.

In the event, Arya shot Fatma, making the women there feel heartbroken. The beautiful women were stunned and devastated feeling hopeless again. Especially Sofi who has long had a crush on her figure Arya but until this moment there is no reply even Arya shot real Fatma in front of her eyes.

Making his heart broken with a flash, but Sofi still smiled and breastfed that Arya was not his match.

The Sultan's hand moved towards and touched Fatma's. "I'm the one-"

Plaque!

Arya's hand patted the Sultan's arm, "Don't that time, by the way. Don't hold it."

"Ha ha ha .. how fierce! just hold the hand too, how about more? can hang me." The sultan's chirps, accompanied by the laughter of crisp money.

"I-I know, you. Still traumatized by your past, so. Next time," said Arya while giving her best smile.

"So sweet .. but I'm sure it will end satisfactorily. Just look at the look in his eyes, won't disappoint." The Sultan turned to Fatma who looked wrong.

"Yes, hopefully everything goes smoothly even slowly," Vishnu hopes while ending his meal with a sip of juice water.

After finishing eating. Everyone just broke up and went home. Not forgetting Arya said many thanks to everyone for this surprise.

"Jaga mother of the country is fine. lest people take it, because surely many men are waiting for him. She's a beautiful woman, smart and rich, careful." Vishnu half whispered to Arya.

The head of Arya nodded. "Thank you captain. God willing, I will try." Arya covered her smile.

"It's good to know you again." Vishnu reached out to Fatma after hugging Arya.

Fatma welcomes the friendly hand of Vishnu. "Okay, good night."

"Have dong, captain don't long shake. You guys are so happy to see people suffer. Arya shook her head while pulling Vishnu's hand with Fatma's hand. "Part of the captain's already got that at home."

"Ha ha ha .. Captain Vishnu and Sultan laughed crisply. They were content to make Arya like a beard fire.

"Well, I'll go home, see you later. Assalamu'alaikum," Vishnu said a greeting then passed away.

The Sultan had Arya drive Fatma who happened to not bring a car.

"Take Fatma home, she was the same as I came, do I need to take her again?" sultan whispered half a whisper.

"Sure, I'll drop you off bro. Thanks huh? Over everything?" arya's hand patted Sultan's shoulder.

"Yoy! Sorry, did you get jealous?" The Sultan hugged Arya and rubbed Arya's back.

"Yes, sorry I was so bad to think!" Arya returned a hug from the Sultan. "Sofi's still out there, after him."

"alright. Yo I'm first." Pamit Sultan on the Companions and Fatma who are still silent. The Sultan immediately took his steps to leave the place.

Then Arya glanced towards Fatma. "No pa-pa, right? go home on a motor?"

"No pa-pa, why?" Fatma behind her. It just so happened that Fatma was currently wearing a trouser suit.

"If you're not sincere, don't pa-pa! I can go home by myself. Fatma stood up while grabbing her bag on her lips painted a very sweet smile.

"Ikhlas dong." Arya first paid the bill for all the dishes they had eaten.

Then they walked side by side towards the parking lot.

Arya stopped her steps. "Any shit, huh? want to go to the toilet for a minute! not papa, right?"

Fatma paused for a moment and said. "Okay, not for long?"

"Yes, just stop. Kebelt anyway?" without waiting for an answer from Fatma, Arya turned her body in a hurry.

Fatma looked at Arya's back, then followed her from behind.

"Lazy if you have to wait in the parking lot." Fatma muttered as she walked in search of the toilet.

"Bro, look there's an angel who's on his own. What if we tempt him?" said a young man who was with his friends.

Five young men whose style is metal and seems a bit drunk, seen from the tone of his speech and gestures.

Fatma is confused, what should it be? it just so happens that the bodyguard is on holiday first. "Where is this?" fatma in the Heart.

"Hi, pretty girl. Can't you get in touch? can dong! time is not.impossible," he said, extending his hand.

But Fatma did not immediately accept it. "Sorry, don't get in my way, I want to get through."

"Yes pass by, the road is still wide open beautiful. It's so pretty your face." The hand was about to touch Fatma's cheek, Fatma retreated immediately and quickly a hand caught the young man's hand.

"Hope not to be insolent?" Arya held out that hand.

"Eh, who are you? don't be so fucking. Right I don't want to hold the cake to kiss the cake, it's up to me." Shouted the young man in a high tone and accompanied by eyes that glared towards Arya.

Arya's hand grabbed the collar of the young man's shirt. His eyes glared with anger, not accepting that Fatma was seduced by others. "She's my candidate so don't be rude to her."

The young man did not accept Arya's treatment of him. "You're the insolent." the young man's hands floated intending to hit Arya's temple which Arya tepis directly at.

The others also did not stay silent and they also attacked Arya who was ready to standby to fend off their attacks.

Fatma panicked and tried to break up their fight. "Already, already. Arya already, they must be drunk.don't be served." Shouting Fatma.

Hearing Fatma's voice, Arya retreated but unexpectedly there was an attack from one of the young men who hit the trunk of her nose. Making Arya's nose bleed, comes another attack but Arya quickly fends off the increasingly violent attacks.

Seeing the fight going on, Fatma screamed for help. "Please ...."

After Fatma shouted for help finally some scurge ran to and arrested the five youths ....

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