Loving My Raised Mother

Inter Rania school

Some time Fatma stood up, there was no movement at all from Arya. Fatma sat on the edge of the bed staring fixedly at the sleeping face. What looks very handsome is natural if many women are tempted. "Really, only a foolish woman would dare to leave this man." Inner Fatma.

Fatma's hand stretched out onto Arya's blanket-covered shoulder, she gently swayed. "You, you're up yet?"

Slowly Arya's body moved wriggling without opening her eyes. "Hem," he muttered with a wet hoarse voice typical of people who just woke up.

"Aren't you awake yet? it's noon, too" continued Fatma staring fixedly at Arya.

Arya has not opened her eyes yet, but her lips reveal a very sweet smile, this is the first time waking up in the soft voice of a Fatmala. His voice was like a feather of longing, making the lulled who heard. An alarm that makes me feel good again.

"Oh, even messes!" Fatma slightly patted Arya on the shoulder.

Arya's eyes are squeaking. Still feeling drowsy, trying to look at the source of the sound. "Hem ... early in the morning there was an angel, beautiful," said the words that came out of Arya's mouth, with her raucous voice.

"Ck! ngegombal. What time is it?" fatma asked as she glanced at the clock on the wall.

"What time is it?" Arya even closed her eyes and gathered her consciousness.

"Half past six," said Fatma, he stood with the intention of going out.

Arya jumped in shock hearing that. "Astagfirullah .. I had bad luck," flicked the blanket and half jumped down and headed for the bathroom.

Fatma's eye bead seemed to not blink to see Arya who turned out to sleep bare chest. Repeatedly swallowed his saliva that was choked in the throat. Moreover, even at a glance, the net of his eyes caught something that woke up behind his Aryan shorts. An inevitable sight, Fatma shook her head violently wanting to cast the shadow and hurriedly walked out of the room.

Fatma carried her steps rushing back upstairs to wake Rania up and bathe her as usual.

"Honey .. ba-" Fatma did not continue her sentence because Rania was awake and looked fresh.

"Mam, Rania's been bathing, Rania Pinter, right Mam?"

Fatma approached with lips showing a smile and proud, that her daughter could be independent. "Don't you think, clean? try to smell it."

Rania looked at the crouching mother kissing her. "Clean dong Mam, use soap. Toothbrush, wash your face like you taught me." The child was full of pride.

"Yes. Pinter's Mama's daughter, yu we dandan?" Fatma stood up and took clothes for Rania school.

"Mam, is there still?" the boy remembered Arya.

Fatma stared softly. "Darling to know that there is an om?" frowning, pretending not to know.

''And greetings, when Rania bobo Om came rubbing Rania's cheek. So get up for a minute, keep bobo again. What is it, Mam?"

"There is a dong .." Arya's voice suddenly appeared from behind the door.

Arya returned Rania's embrace lovingly and affectionately. "How about if it's Rania's school, won't it?"

"Hore .. wau-mau. Rania wants to go to school." The boy cheered very happily, but suddenly his face turned grim, becoming sad.

"Lho. Why sweetheart? Rania is not happy to be taken?" ask Fatma in wonder.

"Rania is sad." There was sadness on Rania's face.

Arya and Fatma exchanged glances, both eyes were staring at each other in curiosity.

"Sad why, baby? try the same story, Om." Arya's hand sucked at Rania's deep-seated head.

"Friends all love their papa. Only Rania is never in between, they say Papa Rania is in jail." Rania's head looked down sadly.

How grievous was the heart of Fatma to hear it. Spontaneously, Fatma's eye bead looked nanar and immediately embraced Rania. "Honey. Don't listen to their words?"

"She said, Mom and Dad are separated?" asked Rania who with Fatma reflexes nodded.

Fatma broke into tears with no power to hold back tears at the expression of her little daughter. "Dear mom ... very similar to Rania. Don't be sad, huh? Rania has a Mama."

Arya was stunned and let out a very long breath. Rubbing Rania's head in her arms Fatma Arya said. "Rania can't be whiny. Starting today, Om promise, every Om is off duty. Om will always take his little angel Om to school."

Rania took off her arms. "Promise? O promise to keep taking Rania?" her clear eyes were fixedly staring at Arya who was sitting on the sofa.

Arya threw a smile at Fatma who was crying bitterly, Sad to hear the outpouring of Rania's heart. "Yes, Om promise. If not a task, if a task or work. Rania equals aunty and Mr. Dudin alone huh?"

"Hore .. ye, ye-ye, ye-ye. Rania same school Om handsome." Rania again expressed happy and prancing again.

"But I have no promise waiting. Om will take her away. And bring her home again! yes, baby?"

"Yes, thanks. Om ... Rania art. Mama mam yuk? Rania hungry. The school day." Rania gets out of her room.

Arya turned to Fatma. "Kok cry? ugly, not beautiful anymore then."

Fatma rubbed her wet cheek while smiling bitterly ....

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