Loving My Raised Mother

Possibly

The late night has brought Arya into the ark of dreamland that adorns her sleep tonight.

In the early morning Arya had awakened again to hear the sound of the dawn adhan reverberating. Wake it from the subconscious, a dream. Arya squirmed her body deliciously. Squinting and yawning several times, do not forget to read the prayer after waking up. Sitting for a moment to gather his consciousness that had yet to be fully gathered.

Then after feeling enough his consciousness gathered. Arya rubbed her face with both palms. Then flick his blanket and set his foot on the floor walking into his bathroom to clean up.

Finish cleaning yourself. Arya chose a three-quarters ash t-shirt, took a sarong and fulfilled her duty as a Muslim.

After that, Arya cleaned up the former prayer that previously read the prayer solemnly. Continue to make the bed, open the curtains and clean all the rooms. Stand on the balcony for a breath of fresh air.

Go to the kitchen to make breakfast bitter coffee and bread. "Huuh .. when do I have a wife? tired of doing anything by yourself. Oops that wife what maid? he he - he."

"But at least I'm not alone, someone helps me. Or working together," Arya's lips carved a bright smile.

Whether remembering what or what plan Arya prepared for today, which is clear today Arya must meet Fatma and Rania, happens to be a holiday. Makes Arya eager to come to the lover of the heart.

The day had already shown at 07.wib and Arya was preparing to leave with a gift hat from Fatma she was wearing adorning her head. When approaching the door, Arya's eyes find the cardboard that is still stored there. Sultan has not yet taken to share. While with the photo he had burned and the one on the phone was already he deleted not left.

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From waking up, Rania continued to whine and rumble. He kept asking Arya and Arya. To the extent that Fatma is distraught to give her understanding.

Fatma could only sigh deeply with all her confusion why didn't Arya tell you? at all even if only to ask Rania. Maybe he is the wrong one who is too hopeful while Arya is not a nobody herself and Rania.

It felt like Fatma wanted to scream loudly. Screaming as much as possible evaporates all the tightness that filled the chest cavity in recent days.

Fatma looked up at the sky so bright, the birds were flying as if dancing to welcome this beautiful day. But not with the heart of Fatma cloudy and gray like the sky that has difficulty storing rainwater. Fatma wept inwardly, facing the crumbling Rania continuously.

Then Fatma took her steps downstairs, where Rania who was invited by her caregiver was on the ground floor. The bead of his eyes was immediately treated to the sight of Rania sitting on the floor and looking sloppy, in the crowd opa and Omanya also Mia, the nanny.

"Main yu's? we go to the mall to get some ice cream?" persuade Omanya.

"Yeah yu? same opa too, opa wants to go for a walk ah." Timpal pak Wijaya.

"No way, Ranai just want the same om, do not want the same other if om no." Shouted Rania while throwing her doll.

Makes Fatma's heart even sadder. "Darling ... How angry is it? mom, we're going for a walk!" lirih Fatma while approaching Rania who was sitting on the floor.

"Rania is not. Don't want to be the same Mama too, except the same om also ..." Rania yells again and throws her toy again which Mia cumpulin.

"Russia ... Mama does not like Rania rich gini, Rania does not love Mama what?" fatma's voice shrieked and trembled withstanding sorrow. His chest felt tight and sore.

"Fatmas. Try to call Arya, the next time you go home," said Bu Wati staring at Fatma.

"Mom, he promised me he wasn't busy coming! I don't have to charge it. Let him realize it himself." Fatma is reluctant to contact Arya with a sense of prestige, unwilling to show that she needs Arya.

"But what's wrong!" keep Bu Wati back.

Fatma shakes. Then he left again, but the voice locked his steps.

"Assalamu'alaikum ... Rania, it's coming." Arya knelt down to welcome Rania who immediately rushed into her arms.

"Om, Om evil lives Rania alone. Let Rania go to school with Didin again. Hik hik hik." Rania's cry broke out in Arya's arms who gasped to find Rania who immediately cried in her arms.

All dumbfounded. Seeing Rania miss Arya so much that her tears immediately broke in Arya's arms, everyone there felt haru.

Arya hugged Rania's body very tightly and rubbed her back. "I'm sorry, baby. It's been busy these few days."

"Rania misses the same Om, Om don't stay with Rania anymore. Hik hik hik ..." Rania's voice while sobbing.

"Hik hik hik. Rania loves Om, Om doesn't love Rania."

Aryan's breathing seemed long and heavy. "Darling ... Listen to Om huh? if Om doesn't love why did Om come here? morning gini," glanced at the round clock which still shows at 08.wib. "Om still tired of this, just came home in the morning. Early in the morning get up and rush to come here, make Rania."

Arya framed the little girl's face with both her hands. Showing a reassuring smile, made Rania stop crying and her eyes returned the intense stare of Arya.

"really? Oh, my dear Rania?" the question was answered again.

"Darling dong .. no time." Arya answered convincingly.

Rania hugged Arya. It seemed like he missed a father very much.

Arya stood up while holding Rania who kept hugging her. Arya's hand grabbed the hand of Bu Wati and Mr. Wijaya, kissing his back respectfully.

Fatma was stunned to notice the man who was wearing the ash ti-sirt and the gift hat at that time. Looks handsome once, then Fatma lowered her head when Arya threw her glance. Fatma became nervous and misbehaved.

"For you to come, Rania from the morning continued to rage. Poor Mama's been confused how to deal with it." Lirih bu Wati to Arya and a little glance towards Fatma who lowered her head.

"Me, I can come now. Actually just came home early in the morning," said Arya while bowing herself on the sofa, Rania still stuck in Arya's arms. Hiding his face in Arya's chest.

Fatma took three steps forward to reach out to the sofa for her to sit on. The place was facing the place where Arya was sitting, and without a single word of reprimanding her was just the gaze she let go of her. Every now and then the two threw eyes at each other, their two pairs of eyes looking at each other with meaningful gazes. Arya's hand continued to gently stroke Rania's back that was occasionally as he pleased.

Bu Wati welcomes a glass of drinking water from Mia to Arya. "Drinked Nak Arya?" he keeps it at the table.

Arya's eyes moved to look at the drink glass on the table while nodding. His hand grabbed and slowly sipped it. "Thank you, Mom?"

"Together." Reply to Wati. Then glanced at the husband while playing his eyes gave a sign of invitation to leave Arya and Fatma. Mia was given a code by Mr. Wijaya to leave Arya, Fatma and Rania there.

The three of them covered leaving behind a pair of humans who were shedding longing through the look in his eyes that spoke if they missed each other.

Silent!

"Ehem," in the end Arya let out her voice after a moment of silence befriended silence. "What if we go to the beach?" his eyes were on Fatma.

Fatma pointed at his nose. "You're taking me?"

Arya smiled faintly. "Em, if there is anyone here other than the three of us, if Rania would definitely want to come with me," while slightly leaning her body to the front.

Rania moved and looked up at Arya's face. "Rania's coming with Om, coming with ya? can ya?"

"Yes, baby of course! have you taken a shower yet? if you haven't taken a shower, don't go ah ...."

"You take a shower, Rania wants a bath, Mam, Rania wants a bath. Come, Mam?" Rania hurriedly descended from Aryan's lap.

"Mia?" call Fatma while standing.

"Y-yes, young lady?" Mia quickly appears fulfilling a call from the employer.

"Here, Rania bathes immediately. We're going!" pinta Fatma to Mia who immediately responded with a respectful nod.

Mia leads Rania's hand on the bathtub. Fatma stepped up to prepare, but ....

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