Loving My Raised Mother

Provisional

"Come dong, Pah ... go home! Is Rania tired of coming home?" whinek Rania while pulling Arya's hand.

"Yes, dear .. patient. It's also coming home, right?" Arya lifted Rania up on her bike and sat in front.

"Darling, Rania? how are you doing? kangen deh same Rania." suddenly a woman approached and rubbed Rania's cheek.

Rania looked less like it. "Papa spout? Rania wants to go home."

"Yes, honey. Patience?" Aryan muttered. He was astonished by this woman, for he did not know who this woman was?

"Somewhile, darling? what's the rush? how about we go for a walk first and ... buy ice cream?" holy Lent.

Rania shakes. "No way."

"Oya, introduce. I'm Sacred. Aldian's wife, Rania's father." The saints introduced themselves.

"Oh, I'm Arya. Her husband Fatma," Arya replied without hesitation.

The saint was astonished to hear it. Didn't know that this man was Fatma's husband. "Prospective or married?" Frowning him.

"It has. We're married." Arya nodded.

"So fast?" The more his eyebrows knit.

"Yes, the sooner the better. Fatma is past Iddah. So what's wrong with getting married as soon as possible?" arya stared intently at the Holy One.

"Em...em, not wrong? good, if there's a replacement for Aldian!" Raise both his shoulders.

"Yes, what's the need? or ... just a coincidence or what?" search Arya.

"Mr, ayu. Go home! Rania's tired." Rania continued to whine.

"Prophey baby, in a moment." Arya rubbed Rania's head.

For a moment, Sacred saw Rania who was whining spoiled. Then glanced towards Arya. "I deliberately wanted to meet Rania, as this child is the son of my husband, so what's wrong if I find him?"

"O! lt's it? good if you care about this kid." Timpal Arya nodded.

"Yes, baby, you're buying ice cream?" take the Saints to Rania.

"No. Papa we're going home now? Rania wants to go home. Hik hik hik," the boy cried.

"Yes, baby yes. We're going home now! sorry, I'm up first?" Arya hustled her motor.

"Rania doesn't want to see that aunty. Rania's scared, don't want to see you."

"Why? not bad though. Looks good though. Oya, even so Rania can not ketus ya same person, let alone her parents. Papa Aldian's wife, Rania's papa. Okay, pinter's son?" arya said softly.

"Okay, Papa." Rania nodded.

The day is getting closer to the blistering, adding Arya further tighten the speed of the motor. Heading back to his apartment.

Upon arrival at the apartment, Rania went straight into the room. While Arya prepares all the items she needs during the flight later.

"Nurp ..." Arya washes her breath through her mouth. Look at the bag that has been neatly arranged.

Then prepare a lunch menu. But while crouching in front of the refrigerator, Fatma's voice was startling.

"Aa, what's there? want to cook, right? no need. I brought it." Fatma showed me what she was talking about.

Arya stood up and looked at the one Fatma was carrying. "Hem, I was cooking, baby. Oya, can you say hello first? fitting in's coming." Looking closely at the wife.

"Yes, Assalamu'alaikum .. dear?" fatma said while showing her smile, and acting flirtatious.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Exactly, the person who is bucin, iiy ... amused." Canda Arya shuddered.

Plaque!

Fatma's hand patted Arya's shoulder. "That's the same as his wife? tega."

"He he he. .. Be that vegetable, it happens to be in the refrigerator."

"That's toge, Aa. Not funny ah. Where's rania?" ask Fatma.

"There's in the place of the dispute. tired of times. From earlier whining Mulu tired of asking to go home. Yesterday we met Suci, she said she wanted to meet Rania."

"Continue?" tanya Fatma while keeping the bag on the dining table then sat herself down on the chair.

"Rania inflamed. Overall, he said he didn't want to! he takes Rania on the road but Rania is not willing to." Arya put both her shoulders up.

"Ooh, Oya. Tomorrow I want to see Aldian there's something I want to say to him. Can you?" her Netra Fatma looked towards Arya who was beside her.

"Em, can. Why not, baby? I can." Arya nodded. Then he went to his room.

Fatma prepared lunch at the table. Then met Rania in the room, it turned out to be very sound asleep.

Fatma approached, stared fixedly and rubbed Rania's sweaty head. "Honey, I'm sorry Mama brought you in this position?" fatma muttered in a sad tone.

Then left Rania again, after kissing her cheek several times.

Upon arrival in Arya's room, the netra found Arya who was performing Dzuhur. Fatma immediately entered the bathroom, soon she had to go to the ballroom to hold a meeting.

Once ready, Fatma went back to the apartment ballroom.

"I'm going first huh? take Rania." Cup! Fatma kissed Aryan's cheek.

"Yes, good luck? Oya, I'll leave at about four."

"I'll go home, I'll drop you off." Add Fatma as she put her hand on Arya's shoulder.

"Would you give me no provisions?" arya asked while winking her flirtatious eyes.

"What? a stock? it was already. stock up Mulu. No provisions, I'm the law." Fatma Whisper.

"meaning? are there any more guests?" asked Arya while frowning her forehead.

"No, it was already. I have to go now!" a cuph! a brief kiss on Aryan lips.

"Yes already. I want to eat too, Rania shouted." Arya smiled, rubbing Fatma's cheeks gently with her fingers.

"Okay, Assalamu'alaikum ..." Fatma releases the embrace on Aryan's body.

Fatma walks with Arya out of the room, in the living room looking like Rania is playing.

"Mam, Papa? hungry-" Rania's words hang when she sees her mother and father approaching.

"Darling, Mama wants to meet first huh? it's over, straight back here." Fatma kissed the cheek, Rania's forehead lovingly.

"Yes, Mama. Make it take you to the airport later?" rania asked, looking at the mother.

"Yes, so dong. Rania has a shower? scented it out." Fatma smells Rania.

"Dong already ... dah scented ..." said the boy.

"Pinter is Mama's son, Mama goes first huh? don't be naughty." Fatma moved and went between Arya to the door.

Cup! Arya kisses Fatma's forehead. Then Fatma kissed the back of Aryan's hand.

"Cie ..cie ... Same mom Papa!" rania's sudden voice was between the two of them while covering her face with ten fingers open.

Fatma and Arya were surprised to see the boy, their lips were messy.

"Yu, come in Papa. We're having lunch." Arya immediately picked Rania up and led her inside.

Fatma simply smiled knots then swung her footsteps. Approaching elevator.

"Waaw .. When is it cooked? chicken betutu. Mama must have bought it." Rania stared at the chicken and roast chicken.

"Like, really like."

The two did not wait for more time, just read the prayer and eat the dishes at the table. Very deviously.

"Pa, can Rania play with this apartment's kids?" rania asked on the sidelines of her meal.

"Hem, can you, baby. What's his name, tuh? Papa forgot." Arya nodded.

"Cici, Papa ..."

"Ooh, yes Cici. You can, just play. But don't like messy play. Poor mama. The poker's playing out again."

"Yes, Papa. There are no domestic assistants here? if in the Missions a lot, so can you play a mess if in the missions?" Ask the boy plainly.

"Ups. Do not dong .. anywhere should keep cleanliness. Papa's son must be responsible." Arya stared at Rania who was eating her food.

"Good, Papa. Rania will hear Papa." Rania nodded.

"Printer's son." Arya shuffled Rania's hair.

Around 15 wib. Fatma has returned to the apartment. Rania is playing with a friend named Cici.

Fatma went straight to her room and Arya seemed to be in the bathroom with the sound of running water. "aa. I want to go in, right? weight of pee." As she knocked on the door.

"Again?" sahut Arya from within.

Fatma rushed to open the door and entered. Rush into the toilet his stomach feels heavy to resist the urge to pee.

"Hah .. relief at last." Fatma muttered, tidying up her clothes. Glancing towards Arya who was staring at herself while soaking in the bathub.

Then Fatma sat on the edge of the bed. Playing foam water. "Pocket. It will be late."

"No pa-pa. Spending the most time with my wife." Reply Arya holds Fatma's hand in her crumb.

"No need to ah. Bored, keep seeing." Fatma poked her lips.

"Masa? lie ah. Most misses later," seduced Aryan.

"No. Whynot? work?just work. I'll be back again, too." Elak Fatma cold snobs.

"Yes, yeah. Whatever." Arya changed her position sitting on the edge of the bathtub also beside Fatma.

Fatma stood up with the intention of coming out of the bathroom. But Aryan's hand catches Fatma's hand, preventing her from leaving.

Arya stood up and held the wife's hand. "If anything should happen to me. Ikhlaskan huh?" voice shrivelled.

Netra Fatma's eyes moved to look at the husband, her tone made haru. "Speak what the hell? I don't like hearing it." Fatma shakes.

Bead her eyes glazed over, her heart suddenly slashed. Sad, just got married. Time to be left again? Fatma hugged Aryan's body. "Don't you talk that way? I-I don't want to hear it. You should go back for me and Rania."

Arya fell silent while returning the wife's embrace very tightly. Kissing his head lovingly. "I love you!" his whispers.

Fatma sculpts, the body as if rigidly made. Hearing that word that came out of Arya's mouth. Then Fatma drowned her face in the most comfortable place, the chest of Aryan field.

"You should go back!" fatma is back.

"Dear, I pray who comes back safe." Keep stroking Fatma's hair.

Silent!

For a moment they choose to be silent, busy with their respective expectations, with the same position that is hug each other, as if it is heavy to release the departure of his partner.

Not long after, Aray rushes to clean himself up and Fatma exits the room. Prepare formal Aryan clothes that are already hanging near the large closet in their room.

This afternoon Arya, Fatma and Rania prepare to take Arya to the airport. With Fatma's car. Usually if you want to work together, the Sultan likes to pick up or go together. But this time no, maybe the Sultan feels sad because Arya is now married.

The car driven by Mr. Harlan drove very fast. Go to one of the airports in the city.

Fatma turned her head towards Arya who looked dashing, dignified with her neat appearance and wore a pilot uniform.

"Don't you see it, too, shame?" muttered Arya, glancing with the tail of her eyes. Lips mesem-mesem.

"Who's looking around? GR is very." Elak Fatma looked out the window.

"That's so beautiful, huh? twilight mood? Papa if it's near the moon glare no?" rania's voice turned towards Arya.

"Em, less know dear. Papa has never been to the moon, just passing by" said Arya while squeezing Fatma's fingers.

"Bye, Papa. Next time take Rania on a plane, will you? go for a walk, but the same Papa and Papa who brought him?"

"Yes, baby .. later we take a trip on a jet plane. Got Mama," Arya continued.

"Hore, let's not say Pah. We got on Mama's jet. And Papa took her. Funny!" The boy clapped his hands cheerfully.

"Where are you going, baby?" tanya Fatma while rubbing Rania's head.

"To Bali, to Lombok. Can you?" Rania asked back.

"Bby dong. Wherever Rania likes," said Fatma bought Rania's cheeks.

"Thank you Mama?" Rania saves kissing Fatma cheek.

"Dear baby, then yes if Mama is not too busy. Papa also has free time, then we take a walk there. Okay." persuade Fatma.

"OK, Mama. ye ye ye ye .. glad my heart? go for a walk with mama, papa. hore!"

Rania cheered happily. Making the one in the car was crowded with Rania's voice.

Arya and Fatma looked at each other by commenting on their sweet smiles.

"Little lady, you're not on the plane?" in the end Mr. Harlan let out his voice as well.

"Em .. may, may come." Rania nodded slowly with eyes out the window and looked at the reddened twilight sky.

Aryan's comfortable hand holds Fatma's. As if I didn't want to take off for a second.

Not a long hose. The car entered the airport area, stopping on the edge. Arya took out her bag and suitcase from the trunk of the car.

"I'm going first huh? you wait for me to come home." Arya hugs Fatma for the last time.

"Hurry home, huh?" whispered Fatma, right in front of her ear.

"Oya darling. Take good care of yourself, okay?" reply to Fatma.

Little kisses landed on Fatma's right and left cheeks. He then left his arms to his wife, Fatma.

Arya crouched down hugging Rania's petite body. "Be careful at home and don't be naughty? it should be Mama.Oke's same."

"OK, Papa? hurry home too, huh? Rania kangen Papa." the boy tightened his embrace.

"Dear baby, pray Papa to come home soon?"

Thereafter. Arya stand. Walk regularly, carry a bag and pull the suitcase.

Netra eyes Fatma and Rania staring Aryan departure who met the Sultan and Sofi.

Mr. Harlan met Fatma and and his daughter took turns. "You go home now or-"

"Go home now, sir." Fatma Reply. Then he took Rania's hand. After being satisfied to look at the figure of Arya who disappeared from his view ....

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