Loving My Raised Mother

In the chest

"eeh, daydreaming. Think what the hell? must be thinking of the first lady?" sultan asked, he sat down near the dreamy Arya.

arya's head turned and gave a smile to the Sultan. "You have to."

"Call dong, ask me for news. Or what cake? diem-diem bae, rich sariawan aja," continued the Sultan as he glanced then his attention to the sky that looks red.

Arya let out a long sigh then glanced at a glance accompanied by a head that shook. "Let time speak and the universe witness, if this longing does not always have to be expressed in words, it's enough to taste and be stored in the chest until the time comes."

"Cielaah .. ha ha ha .. Where are the words of the poet?" sultan asked with a laugh.

"I found it from the got. It's good to make references, ha ha ha ... yu salat used to keep dinner, where are the others?" arya's head was shaken.

They walked out, happened to have heard the sound of the Maghrib Adhan that flowed beautifully, inviting Muslims to take a moment to rest and be grateful.

Now Arya, Sultan and Vishnu are having dinner. At a fast food restaurant. While the others were at another table, Vishnu turned his attention to Arya.

"When will it be unveiled?" ask Captain Vishnu on the sidelines of his meal.

"Secap his intention, but do not know also depending on his readiness. It's still her iddah time and I don't know if she's ready to remarry soon or ..no" Arya said after swallowing food in her mouth.

"Would you lose early, Renata? if could. First bro." Sultan nimbrung said both.

"Married is not a race. Marriage should be full of preparation, birth or inner. Don't get in the middle of the road unprepared for trials. The household! it means from zero to go up the next ladder, we can have a target but God also determines, do not envy people who are easy to mate or marry him sooner because it is his fortune. And the windfall of people is different" said Arya without pause.

"That bill, I agree with Aryan's view." Typal Vishnu nodded slowly.

"Truly ... proof that I am still single until this second huh? I'm handsome and handsome too." The sultan made a flirtatious expression.

After the meal is over. All the crew are getting ready to return to the plane and the passengers are getting ready for take-off, Arya and Vishnu as the captain pilots in charge of the crew they will be carrying. Prepare yourself with all souls, pray that the Creator will keep them all safe.

The plane began to creep, preparing to fly through the clouds. Splitting the sky, crashing into the darkness and the stars.

Arya and Vishnu as controllers were so focused on carrying out their duties as pilots, after a long time the flight crew was getting closer to their destination point, Halim Perdana airport.

"Bismillah .. Did God help us to make this landing? may you give us all salvation. Aamiin's."

"Aamiin's." Limpal Vishnu with all his equipment.

After a long time on the air. And in the end, the plane is getting closer to the point of the airport. The plane continued to follow directions to find the spot and the plane controlled by the Aryan and Vishnu pilots began landing down and down ....

In the end the feet of the iron bird tread on the surface of the earth. On the runway that covers thousands of hectares. The door opened in front of the stairs that were available and the passengers descended in an orderly manner. After the passengers get off everything it is only the turn of the crew who come out carrying their respective bags.

Arya went down with her friends. And after going through every process that applies in the office finally Arya cs can go home with plong and can rest in each contest to relieve fatigue and fatigue.

A few tens of minutes. Now Arya is in her unit dropping her body on the king size bed.

Closing his eyes, emptying all sorts of thoughts for a moment. But he hurried back up, stripped his clothes and entered the bathroom. His body feels sultry and sticky. Sitting on the edge of the bath then fills the warm water and aroma therapy that can relax the body and brain with fragrance.

About twenty minutes Arya soaked. Arya immediately cleans herself under the shower. Then reach for a towel to wrap the core and a small towel that he will use dries his hair.

Arya's steps approaching the closet stopped there, reaching out to open it. Take the pajamas that he wears the most pants only, because to sleep. Arya prefers to be bare-chested, let alone hot weather like this ....

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