Loving My Raised Mother

Dinner

Hearing the screams, all who were in the mansion approached the source of the sound coming from. Including Arya who half jumped from the top floor.

The sound came from the outside. Where the housekeeper screamed just now, he looked very frightened the look of his eyes was fixed on a box containing a pocong-shaped doll decorated with blood colors as well.

"What's up, Bi?" fatma asked Bi Ina who approached the girl.

"Lacking to know, Him." Bi Ina replied.

Then the girl hugged Bi Ina while crying. In his hand was a piece of paper with a message.

"Where is this thing from?" arya asked holding the doll.

"A, don't lift. I'm scared." Fatma prevented Arya from lifting the item.

With a prank of the item was even thrust at Fatma who immediately retreated and turned back the body.

"Yes, where's that from?" Bu Wati was curious.

The girl in question just shook her head while hiding her face on the foot of Bu Ina.

And Arya took out a piece of paper that fell out of the girl's hand. Then he read.

...Never go near my lover again, if you do not want to be lucky or something happens that does not want...

It was the contents of that piece of paper that contained a threat. Arya took a deep breath.

Then they disbanded one by one encouraging the place as well as the girl was invited to enter with Bi Ina and Mia.

Everyone goes in and executes the Maghrib first. And after that, Arya invites Fatma to have dinner outside.

"Dining at the gazebo, right?" while pointing to the gazebo outside the house.

"Not, but in my heart. First Lady." Reply Arya while gliding down the stairs.

"Iddih, just go away." Fatma shook her head with a flowery heart. Then go back into the room to get ready.

After dressing up, Fatma took her steps to Rania's room to see her still sleeping is she awake? when he wakes up, he wants to take it.

But after being approached, Rania still looks very good. Fatma's outstretched hand rubbed Rania's head and kissed the boy's forehead.

"Darling, Mama's going outside first! a minute." Fatma's Mumbling. Then left Rania's room.

Fatma came down the stairs to Arya who was waiting in the living room with her father and mother.

Netra Arya eyes welcome the arrival of Fatma who looks beautiful and elegant. With a long jeans suit and a satin top made of pastel blue matches the skin. But Arya immediately bowed her head before the absurdity of looking at his future wife.

Arya intends to bring Abah and his umi back to Jakarta after the event in Bandung is finished and Iddah Fatma mas run out. He will soon formalize his relationship with Fatma.

"Yes?" invite Arya who was immediately greeted by a nod by Fatma.

"Mom, Dad, we go first. Not long, I'll take her home soon.

"Yes, careful. Don't speed it." Reply Bu Wati with a clean sliver.

"Titip Fatma huh, Arya boy?" said Mr. Wijaya with a friendly smile.

Then they went straight to Arya motorbike which from morning parked in the garage, for Fatma head protection, he borrowed a helmet belonging to Mr. Harlan.

Then the two rode on a motorcycle that previously wore their respective helmets first.

"Is it okay to ride a motorcycle?" search Arya before advancing his motor turned to the side.

"Emang why the hell? it's like that habit, make a bad mood."

"Yes-yes, yes First Lady yes, I don't want that anymore. Dong's smile?" still looking to the side.

"Ah .. her smile is not sincere," seduced Arya.

"Yes ... Would you like to go? if not! I'm going down again."

"Ha ha ha .. ya-iya ..." dren-dren, dren .. then drove creeping out of the courtyard of the mansion.

Then drove very quickly to the fast food restaurant, no one let out his voice, they chose to be busy with their own thoughts.

A few dozen minutes later, we arrived at a restaurant. The two chose a strategic place that connected with the night view of Iddah from the night lights decorating the city.

"You want what pesen?" arya asked while looking at the menu book.

"Steik meat, and .. fruit juice." Fatma Orders.

"Yes the same, the menu," Arya asked the waiter.

"The dissert? the dessert." Ask the waiter.

Arya threw a look at Fatma who also turned her head towards her.

"Sweet food, same fruit." Fatma nodded.

"Well, in a moment's wait, Madam and Mister, there will be an appetizer for a while." The waiter nodded kindly and turned his body away from his guest.

"Em, if .. we are married later, do not ask for a four-wheeled vehicle first? fear of not being able to buy he he he ..."

"Gapain buying a car? at home there are also some units not to use all. In any case, if you need to, just use the existing one" said Fatma while nodding at the waiter who served the appetizer.

"I'm personal, the bike is enough. No. .. I'm worried that after marriage you ask for a new car that I can not necessarily fulfill." Arya took a deep breath.

"Who would like that, too" replied as he siphoned his drink.

"Yes, one more. What will you dowry for later?" arya's question makes Fatma dumb.

"Should it be this fast?" inner Fatma while looking at her bead eyes Arya.

"Why, still have doubts about hem?" asked Arya who sipped her drink.

"Ah, no. What yes?" moving his eyes around the place.

"Cock back anyway? not funny ah," said Arya again.

"Resurmused. Em .. It's up to you ah, I don't want to incriminate you. So it's up to you." Fatma blushed in shame.

"Whatever? it's me who's confused that you First Lady said whatever. I don't know and haven't experienced" Arya admitted, shaking her head.

Fatma bit her lower lip. He's really confused about asking what? his brain was blazing for it.

The food that was ordered came, and the two of them immediately ate the dinner dishes arranged on the table voraciously. Sometimes the two throw one another a look and a smile.

"Oh my goodness .. How messy is eating it?" muttered Arya while taking a tissue and then she used it to wipe the corner of Fatma's lips that have sauce.

Fatma was silent for a moment. Receiving this romantic treatment from Arya. Then take the tissue. "Thank you."

In the midst of the happiness of Arya and Fatma that is so visible from the face of both of them are bright, and radiant.

There was a pair of eyes that were paying attention with an unusual feeling, it was hot as if it was burning. Why should I meet here let alone have to witness the intimacy of the two.

Even without the touch caught by the eye. But body language and eye gaze really clearly visible intimacy in between ....

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