Loving My Raised Mother

Disillusioned

"Sir, take it to the doctor? I fear it will hurt worse. The anticipation from the start was better." Aryan's word is addressed to Mr. Harlan.

"Good, Sir." Mr. Harlan nodded and then memapah Mia.

"Here, money goes to the doctor." Arya gave two pieces of red money to Mr. Harlan.

Mr. Harlan also took and continued his steps. Mia's face was still bent, she was annoyed who took her not Arya but Harlan sir.

"Damn, why is this so, failed my plan!" Anxious Mia in heart.

Arya goes the other way and searches for the whereabouts of his wife, Fatma.

After some time running, finally the blind eye Arya found the wife with the others.

"Hem, Papa's daughter doesn't like this place?" arya asked while crouching to be on par with Rania.

"Like, lots of flowers too. Fragrant."Reply to Rania who looks happy.

"Thank God that Rania likes." Arya rubbed Rania's head. Then stand.

"Rania is there yu?" invite the Goddess who was immediately responded well by Rania. So did Umi and Bu Wati, they walked in the direction that Dewi pointed out.

Fatma was going to follow them, walk together. But Arya's hand caught it and finally just saw them go away who looked bright with laughter.

"Darling?" call Arya.

"Hem," Fatma turned her head and bead her eyes stared at the glare of Arya's fixed eyes.

"We go there!" aryan's hands were coiled around Fatma's waist and invited her to walk opposite of the others.

"Why not go there?" fatma's finger pointed towards those who were walking there.

"Let us both. A dating time with the others continues? when's dating?" Arya had a big smile.

"Hem .." - Fatma muttered as she rubbed Arya's cheek gently.

"The date's tonight." Fatma Reply. Her lips look messy.

"There's Rania. Afraid we'll wake up again, isn't it funny." Arya.

"But if Mension sleeps alone" continued Fatma again.

"It's nothing, baby, I'm afraid of fear. Em ... used to be the same thing again .. Rania's papa never kelauan no?" arya hesitated a little.

Fatma mesem and again rubbed Aryan cheeks. "What the hell?"

"Yes, that's it!" Arya gave the code with both hands. "Wouldn't you understand?"

"Em .. not rich. If you see sleeping together, yes. But if it's more than that, it's not rich. If the persecution ... ever." Remember Fatma while glaring.

"Ooh, especially like that. We need to be more careful!" arya admitted.

"What do you want to torture me for?" Fatma scrunched her forehead.

"Yes, I'll fight until I'm satisfied!" arya continued while laughing to make Fatma shudder in horror.

"No, honey. Where can I be like that? we need to love, give and take. We're gonna need each other." Aryan's voice cupped his hands together on Fatma's face.

"I beg you, don't make me-"

"I can't promise anything. But I will try if we will be happy and continue together. Love Rania too. I'll try to love you and Rania takes care of you as much as I can." Both of Arya's netra eyes stared fixedly at Fatma's bead eyes which also stared intensely at her.

"Thank you dear." Then Fatma hugged Aryan's body tightly.

"Everything dear." Cup! aryan's lips kissed Fatma's head.

No matter where you are? and they kept hugging as if spilling a long-buried feeling.

"Go home yu? just let them here until they want to go home," Arya asked while shaping the upper waist of Fatma.

"Rania?" ask Fatma. "How's rania?"

"Rania take you home now!" connect Arya. "Yes, honey. Mia came home from the mosque with a headache. And I told Mr. Harlan to take him to the nearest doctor."

Fatma knitted her two eyebrows. "ill? just heard he likes headaches! what were you doing to him?" Fatma looked suspiciously at the husband.

"What's the big deal, baby? ngokapa. Strange question. Take a minute, pity. Before Mr. Harlan came. Ask Harlan if you don't believe it."

"That's right .. get him! hold him, right?" Fatma stared in lethargy.

"Honey .. pity his head is dizzy, so I help. Not more dear," while peeping Fatma's cheek but previously dyed first.

"Can, in stay first wait for the other, umi or mother. You're not the one who should take him?" Fatma with annoyance.

"Umi and mother have left first, Mr. Harlan is still in the mosque. Sorry dear. I have no thoughts but pity fear how. Do you believe me?" arya said full of requests.

"Hem's a reason." Fatma stepped up to leave Arya. "If the new fainting reflex helps, this is just a direct play hold-hold just." Fatma Grouse.

The geph!

Fatma Arya's hand. "Sorry baby, okay it's my fault, I'm sorry baby. Sorry, don't be mad at me." Arya looked angry.

"I'm disappointed in you, Aa. I've been told. Be careful and keep your distance. Don't know? I don't think she likes Aa. If only liking was natural! but if you're trying to show it blatantly, it's not very funny." Obviously Fatma and trying to pull away Arya's locked hands.

"I don't know anything. And I don't have any thoughts, would you please understand me?" lirih Arya and continue to hold Fatma's hand.

Before continuing his conversation. Fatma let out a long sigh, then said in a very low tone. "I believe in you. But I'm disappointed you held him."

Arya's lips turned and smiled faintly. "I'm sorry again, baby. Sorry."

Arya clasped Fatma's shoulder into her arms. He hugged very tightly.

Fatma fell silent and returned her husband's embrace. His teary eyes returned sparkling and reviewed the smile.

"Yes, take Rania home." Arya took off her embrace after a while washed away in the jumbled taste.

"Yes." Yeah." Fatma walked followed by Arya. They were looking for the whereabouts of Rania and the others.

"That's it." Fatma pointed towards her family.

"Rania? Mama wants to go home tired. Yu's home?" Fatma approached her little daughter.

"Then we go home, it's still noon." Rania looked up. Then turn your eyes towards Arya. "Well, go home now, okay?"

"Yes, honey. Mom tired. And tomorrow we return to Jakarta, must be prepared as well. Oh yeah, not tomorrow! go straight to Papa's apartment. Wanna?"

"Horay! we go home to the apartment I like, I like." Rania cheering.

"Tomorrow, baby, not now." Added Fatma.

"Yes, tomorrow. It is still in Bandung! isn't it Pah?" looking up towards Arya.

"Tomorrow sweetheart." Arya leads Rania.

"Will I go home tomorrow?" umi is very soft. And that question was addressed to Arya and Fatma ....

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