Loving My Raised Mother

Markonah+Zaylangkung

While running the bike, Arya keeps thinking who the woman is? but the question did not reveal to Rania who looked sad.

"Dear to go home or want to play first hem?" arya asked to comfort this boy who looked glum.

"Main to Playground yu, Pah?" tell the boy.

"Rania is going there?" arya asked convincingly.

"You!" rania is back.

"Okay, who's afraid. Papa will invite this beautiful princess to play, but not for long huh? Papa has to prepare himself for the task."

"Every Papa .. thank you?"

"Beloved alike .." The iron horse belonging to Arya glides into the children's playground.

Just to invite him to play and entertain him who is wrapped in sadness after the presence of the woman earlier.

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"Ow ... Markonah .. I'm asking for clothes! why the pants too?" the heavy voice of a man wearing only a towel around his waist.

"Eyeh, Zaylangkung! do you just want to wear what clothes? the time to wear doang clothes is not possible," said the young woman who wears a black dress.

"Yes too? he he he sorry," said Zayn while grinning.

"You crazy or what? provided same wife also. there are still many protests." Susi Gerrut.

"He's sorry, honey? I'm in a hurry to meet my cousin who hasn't met in a long time. Fatma." Zayn hurriedly put on his formal attire.

"Cousin or ex? or your current lover?" susi asked as she stood up and folded her hands on her chest.

Zayn momentarily stopped his activities, finally saying. "You jealous? it's good if you're jealous."

"I'm jealous? no, jealousy! but you are my husband, it's only natural that I ask," said Susi who initially with a high tone to be low.

"You suspect me?" search for Zayn while raising his eyebrows.

""suspectedly? naturally I suspect, you are Playboy hatchet," Susi's tone of voice rose again.

"Not with a high tone.I'm not deaf. And I'm close not far away, screaming like that." Pekik Zayn glanced at Susi who looked annoyed.

"You're the one who likes weird" Susi replied as she pressed her lips forward.

"What weird?" Already, I'm leaving." Zayn approached and grabbed Susi's body and kissed her lips briefly.

Then Zayn passed away leaving Susi speechless and Zayn took her hand. To follow her usher forward.

"I go first, don't fuck around at home-"

"You're crazy, aren't you? tell me I don't fuck around, I'm home, it's weird." Susi cuts off Zayn's words.

"Yes-yes, yes. Instead of Markonah throwing glass later. He he - he." Zayn kissed Susi on the forehead. Then walk.

"I want to go to Mension," said Susi brief and solid.

Zayn's head turned. "Byeah, Markonah .. but before I go home it must be at home."

"Yes, the very night of his return." Reply Susi mesem.

"Have it, don't go home." Zayn continued his steps.

Zayn shook his head then got into his car. And driving by myself.

Now Zayn came out from under the auspices of Malik Ibrahim as his Boss first and now he is in business alone and able to compete with others. But there is still Ibra's interference and the point is that the two of them still complement each other.

Zayn stopped working with Ibra not because he was no longer needed by Ibra, but he decided to stop because he wanted to try his own business and did not escape the help of Malik Ibrahim as well. As someone who believed him before.

But somehow, Zayn was bored with his business so now he decided to become Fatmala's personal assistant.

Malik Ibrahim still opened the door for Zayn, but he wanted to try another experience.

Susi also occasionally still like to come to the place of Malik Ibrahim and Laras to just play and meet the knights son of Ibra and Laras.

Susi herself until this moment has not been in the same trust that is almighty or has not been in love with momongan, even though the marriage of both has been long and there is no problem whatsoever with the means of production. Making his days Susi lonely and lonely if not to Mension Ibra and Laras, playing alongside the knights there.

Zayn is a cousin of Fatmala. Yet they rarely meet. Due to each other's busyness.

The car continued to go fast until it finally arrived at the building where Fatma's office was located.

Brugh!

The sound of Zayn's car door, after descending and standing in front of the building. Zayn regularly walked in with a friendly face to anyone who met him.

Directly to the destination of the board of directors. The CEO is responsible for the company.

"Her? I'm sorry if I'm late" Zayn said after knocking on the door and standing in front of the door.

In a chair of his greatness the CEO sat a beautiful woman and a fairly young attractive appearance. Smiled at him.

Fatma stood up and walked in welcoming Zayn. "How are you doing? just remember your cousin this ha?"

Both of them shake hands. Throwing each other an equally sweet smile.

"Well, that's fine. How the opposite." Ask back from Zayn.

"Sit down!" Fatma sat on the couch with him.

"Thank you." Zayn sat down before continuing his conversation.

"My news is good, by the way what makes you stop being self-employed? you are lucky." Fatma looked at her cousin.

"Yes, my business is fine. But somehow I feel how. So I decided to let someone else manage. I let him be an assistant from the beginning. People would say I'm stupid. Already have their own business but instead choose to return as an assistant," said Zayn.

"Yes, but I'm not the one who said it. You used to be his assistant Malik Ibrahim for years. Keep trying alone, now want to be an assistant again, is not it crazy?"

"I'm still meddling with Malik Ibrahim. And I want to be my own cousin's assistant. May dong? if I wanted to .. I could be his assistant Malik Ibrahim back for a director. But I want to try here first. Ha ha ha," Zayn ended it with a small laugh.

Fatma's head shook his head. "It doesn't make sense, it's good to be hard, it's strange to name it." again Fatma shook her head.

"Have it, don't say much is not welcome?" zayn asked looking curiously.

"eeh. No patience, I have to look at your data first which of course will not be in doubt, Fatma nodded her head slowly while staring at Zayn.

Blake it!

The two turned towards the open door ....

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Who knows Zayn and Susi ?