Loving My Raised Mother

No dear

Arya stared at the phone screen, and read the contents of the short message from the unnamed contact number.

But even though there is no contact, but Arya memorized that it was Renata number. He sent a message expressing his guilty heart.

Arya was dumbfounded for a moment and immediately deleted the message. Resuming the task, continue to open the curtains so that the day's eye rays enter the unit.

In Arya's mind kept spinning and distracted with the contents of the message just now. Several times his head shook his head to throw away what was on his mind.

"I really need to move on. Now I have to focus on my wife and kids.

Arya takes a broom to her place and hangs her clothes on the balcony.

"Yes, put on the uniform first, and then we have breakfast." Take Fatma who takes care of Rania.

"Who's making breakfast, Mom?" search the boy. Because if at Mension the mother knows her take care of herself only if morning. About breakfast is breakfast, there are many assistants who do it all.

"Mama, dear dong. After waking up, Mama took a shower, got ready and immediately prepared breakfast for Rania and papa!" fatma is confident.

"First, Mama never cooked, make papa. Especially morning gini?" those innocent words came out of the child's mouth.

"Y-yes, baby. At Mension there are many assistants and Mama focuses on Rania only. Papa used to rarely eat at home, right? why do Mama cook." Fatma gives understanding. "Now that we live here and there are no assistants, Rania can also bathe alone and independently. So Mama cooks."

"Yes-yes. Papa Aldian doesn't love us! not like the current father. Good and dear to us." Rania's murmur.

For a moment Fatma fell silent and then cleaned up all of Rania's equipment. He returned it to its place.

"It's done. We'll have breakfast, okay?" say Fatma while moving.

Then Fatma grabbed and carried Rania's bag out of the room, while the boy went out first looking for his papa.

"Papa? Where's papa?" Rania looked to the right and left looking for the whereabouts of the papa.

"Mam, is papa not there? where the hell is it?" pekik Rania to the mother who is still in front of the door of Rania's room.

"I don't know, it was in the living room, baby. Is sweeping, maybe drying clothes on the balcony times."

"Pa? Papa?" Rania approached Arya on the balcony, drying her clothes.

"Hi .. Is this Papa's son beautiful?" arya looked back for a moment.

The boy looked in wonder, seeing Arya taking care of the clothes herself and the mother. "Papa, why take care of the clothesline? that's an assistant job. Or to just londry, it's okay Papa doesn't have to be tired."

"Lho, right here there is no assistant, anyways what's wrong we do ourselves. Especially when there is no work, not everything must be done by others dear." Arya smile.

"Oh, is that it?" the boy tipped the basket inside.

Arya shows her smile while taking her steps to follow Rania, closing the door that brings the balcony together.

"Yes, breakfast baby?" Fatma had already prepared for Arya and Rania as well as a piece of bread for her.

"Come .. breakfast." Rania is next to Arya. And immediately pulled the fried rice plate.

"Read your prayers, baby?" Arya rubbed Rania's head.

"Okay, Papa." Rania nodded.

"Darling, how come we haven't had breakfast?" Arya looked in wonder at Fatma who was even busy cleaning up her cooking marks earlier.

"Yes ... here is not available for Rania to have lunch, or to snack. How's dong?" Fatma just remembered that there is no food for Rania school supplies.

"Em .. later in the street only Papa who bought." Typal Arya in between her meals.

"Yes Mam, let Rania the same papa who bought to Alfamart first huh Pah?" Rania glanced towards Arya.

"All right, thank you, baby?" Fatma sat beside Arya and ate her bread.

Fatma's eyes were so intensely watching Arya's every move, from shifting the chair to washing the dishes.

Then he walked into his room and said. "Papa take the watch the same key first huh?"

"Yes, Papa." Rania.

Fatma so embarrassed if until the former food is not washed first. He takes Rania's former as well then hastily in his grandson.

So it fits left the kitchen in a clean state.

"You leaving now?" arya asked while wearing her favorite hat.

"Now. Dear yu?" take Fatma and lead Rania. His left hand was holding his and Rania's bag.

"Tas Rania, here. I brought it." Arya takes over Rania's bag.

Fatma's lips smile knotted towards Arya. They walked to the parking lot that had to go through the elevator first.

"If I have a meeting, I choose a place in this apartment? let's not go far!" said Fatma while looking at the atmosphere of the apartment.

"May, be attacked dearly." Arya's Mumbles.

Arriving at a special parking lot, Arya hugs Rania and Fatma with her motorbike to a public parking lot where Fatma's car is waiting there.

"Sir Harlan wasn't the one waiting in front?" search Arya.

"Yes, Mr. Harlan." Fatma nodded.

A moment later Arya's two-wheeler stopped near Fatma's sweetly parked car. And Mr. Harlan is getting ready to open the door.

Fatma dropped while holding Arya's shoulder. Looking towards Rania. "Rania, today on the school shuttle is equally papa huh? don't be naughty at school, who's diligent and smart."

"Okay, Mam, don't worry. Rania is a child of Pinter." Child smiling.

Fatma kissed both of Rania's cheeks and the tip of her head. "Remember Mom's message?"

"Yes, uh. Onion, he he he .." said the boy plainly.

"Eeh, don't say that ah, mama is dear Rania so bring it." Aryan protested softly.

"Yes, Papa." Rania. "Sorry Mama?"

Fatma covered her smile. "Yes dear. Mama dear Rania." Hugged a minute.

"Rem ... Rania keeps hugging and kissing him, Papa no! Papa sulks at this." Arya pretended to be a little sulky.

"Ha ha ... Papa rich little boy, sulking. Papa is big. No more sulking." chanted the boy in a crisp voice.

Fatma who took off her embrace at Rania threw a smile at the husband. Then kiss his right and left cheeks, then thrust his forehead asking for a kiss.

Arya immediately kissed him briefly. Both hands Arya holding the handlebars of the motorbike, because he and Rania did not get off the bike.

"I'm going first, right?" fatma said while kissing the back of Arya's hand.

"Yes, be careful."

"Darling, Mama go first! Papa be careful with the bike too." Fatma looked at Rania and Arya alternately.

Finally, they separated there with their respective goals. Fatma works with a luxury car, and Arya takes the school child to connect with her moge ....

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