Loving My Raised Mother

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"Papa, will you come home soon Mam?'' rania asked while leaning her head on the mother's chest.

"Hurry home dear dong, time is not!" fatma's hand rubbed Rania's head gently.

Netra's Fatma turned to look at Mr. Harlan. "Sir, to Mension huh?"

"To mession? okay, Mom." Mr. Harlan nodded in agreement.

Not a long hose. The car driven by Fatma arrived in front of Mension, obviously his arrival was welcomed by the mension including Mr. Wijaya and Bu Wati.

"Well, our grandchildren are coming! Masya Allah misses Oma. Opa too." Hugged the boy tightly.

"Why didn't Oma Dateng go to Papa's apartment?" ask the boy in curiosity.

"It wants to go there. But opa bans Oma, she says she's afraid of interrupting." Bu Wati replied as she showered Rania's face with an anxious kiss.

"Assalamu'alaikum ... Mom, are you healthy? ain't playing there?" Fatma hugged her father and her mother.

"Wa'alaikum greetings ... Alhamdulillahot. Dad is not healthy, so he wants to go abroad in pending first," said Mr. Wijaya. Replying to Fatma's embrace.

"What sick dad? I'm not telling you I am!" tanya Fatma looked towards the father.

"Mother, go there but I don't allow it and I happen to be unwell." Add Bu Wati. Then hugging Fatma's body to release the longing.

"What's the pain, this father?" reset Fatma.

"Ah .. less well, usual. Father and mother don't want to bother you, where's your husband?" pak Wijaya's eyes dingukan looking for Arya figure.

"Aa, just left for work." Answer Fatma.

They entered the Missions together. While Rania was somehow running, Fatma swung her steps towards the room that she had left for about a week.

Serrrt ... closed the curtains, coincidentally the day has begun to change the night. Adzan's voice sounded melodious, imagined Arya's face that felt dancing in the eye.

This Maghrib usually he quickly prepared to pay the Maghrib. Fatma steps regularly towards the bathroom. With the intention of taking ablution water, previously stood observing the entire bathroom space.

"Hem .. I've been a week. I don't live here,"

At the moment Fatma is struggling. On the top of the prayer raised both his hands.

"Yes Allah .. I am often negligent in my worship. But I still beg and ask you! o Allah .. take care and protect my husband, save him and bring him back to me. I'm just the king tasting happiness with him."

For a moment Fatma let out a long sigh and looked at the ceiling.

"Don't leave me alone, without the affection and attention of a husband I just loved. I love him O Allah, rabbana'atina pindun'yaa Hasanah wapilakhati Hasanah waqinaa adzabannarr. Aamiin's."

Continue to clean the former prayer until neat. In the middle of folding, Rania came with her doll.

"Mam, go to the mall? haven't been traveling with Mama for a long time."

"Em .. may, if Rania wishes. Let's go now, take Oma the same opa huh? we're eating out." Welcome Fatma.

"Okay, it's fun eating out." Rania is excited and leaves Fatma.

Fatma carved her smile while shaking her head, then getting ready to go outside with Rania.

Now Fatma, Rania.Oma and her opinion. I was in the car heading to the Mall.

"Rania didn't have a jacket?" Fatma glanced at Rania who was not carrying a jacket.

"No. Let's just ah, buy it later the hairy ones, Mam?" Rania looked up at the mother.

"Turning back is still not far away." Bu Wati's voice turned towards Fatma.

"Well, would you like to go back again?" said Mr. Wijaya while asking.

"Em .. do not. If you want to buy it again, just keep going Mr Harlan?" Fatma looked at her father and driver in turn.

Mr. Harlan who was preparing to turn the bow, after getting an order from Fatma expressed his intention. Drive straight to the destination.

Not long after, they also arrived at a Mall that was not too far from where they lived.

Mr. Harlan parked the car in the parking area not far from the main door. Quite crowded with other vehicles, the four of them got down and walked in. The mall, while Mr. Harlan was waiting in the car.

"Sir, come along. We want to eat, not walk around" Fatma asked as she turned her body toward the car.

"Let me just be here, Mom. Uh Young mistress." Mr. Harlan shook his head.

"Mending down?" added Pak Wijaya and Bu Wati together.

"Em .. Just wait here." Timpal sir Harlan kekeh.

Fatma took a long breath. "Leave car. Let's eat first, then please get back to the car." Fatma said so clearly that there was no more rejection from Mr. Harlan.

Then Mr. Harlan went down to follow the master who had already entered first.

The first Juan was a restaurant, with no time to waste and ordered dinner.

They ordered a menu with their own preferences. Fatma who happens to not eat chooses to go to the toilet.

"I'm going to the toilet for a second, okay?" fatma said as she sipped her drink.

"Well, you don't eat?" tanya Rania looked at the mother.

"No, honey. Mama is still full" said Fatma as she moved from her seat.

"Don't you go on Fatma?" pinta Bu Wati's. While others are engrossed in starting their meals.

Fatma took her steps looking for the toilet. While his eyes are busy with cell phones so as not to see the one in front. And make him hit someone.

Brugh! Guprak!

The belongings of the man who fell scattered on the floor, fortunately Fatma's phone did not fall too.

Fatma was shocked and took the fallen items.

"You?" cry the woman.

Head Fatma looked up and no less astonished he. Look at the person he's hit, Renata. Renata is the fiancee of her husband. Aryans. "You, sorry?"

Renata stood up after his item entered the paper bag. "That road uses eyes. Not a snoring!" with his gritty tone.

"I'm sorry. I was unintentional and again sorry?" fatma said softly and nodded respectfully. "Some of you also have eyes why should it collide too?"

Renata's eye beads sniffed in annoyance. "Obviously you hit me!"

"Yes, that's right. But, if you wear eyes too. I asked, why don't you avoid it? The answer is simple: we don't use our eyes." Reply Fatma stared fixedly at the woman who was younger than her.

Silent!

"I heard you've become Lady Arya Saputra. Congratulations huh? may you be the woman Arya loves so much." Finally Renata back up and let out his teardrop.

"That's right, we're married in Bandung. And for sure, I'll be the woman he loves so much." Fatma smiled faintly. As if giving a mocking smile.

"Are you sure it would be like that? I obviously know better what he is like? What passions? how's character? I know all. Because I've been with him for years." Renata feels victorious.

"Okay, you've been with him for years. But at least only I know the inner figure of Arya, because .. I am his wife! not like you who are just a fiancee," said Fatma is no less cold and no less fierce as well.

Making Renata burn even more with his own talk. What Fatma said was no less true even more true, if Fatma was his wife and certainly more aware of what Renata did not know before. Renata's hands hung in clenching.

"What you've known all along. If Arya has a birthmark?" fatma asked Renata seriously.

"Sure, I know. The mark was on the right back." replied Renata proudly.

"That's all?" salt looked sharply.

Renata is confused, asking is all he knows. Birthmark on the right back. "Em ... te-of course it's just that."

"You're wrong, don't tell me you know everything about Arya. Because I know better, you don't know, do you? if Arya has a birthmark in-" Fatma's speech hangs.

Renata looked curiously at Fatma. "Where?"

Fatma instead smiled cynically before replying or continuing her sentence. "He .. has that mark on the inner thigh. You have to admit that I know more about my husband."

Renata's gaze grew sharp and seemed to be preaching the war flag. "You may be happy to have his body, but not his heart. His heart belongs to me!"

"What is the meaning of the heart that you have? if his body belongs to me! by having his body. Soon it will have its heart. But if you only have a heart without being able to have a body? it will be in vain and that piece of heart will be destroyed as time passes!" fatma's words really made Renata lose a lot.

So he ran out of words, and left Fatma with a burning heart full of anger.

Fatma smiled triumphantly. "Enak just want to make me jealous, I know only I know about Arya completely, yes I do not know the true nature of my husband. But at least we're still exploring." Fatma monologues herself.

Then he walked forward to find the toilet.

Not long looking. Fatma immediately entered and washed her hot face, momentarily staring at the reflection of her face in the mirror.

"I won't be that easy to fall with something vague. Or just believe people's talk about my husband! let alone the talk of people who want to be thorns in my household. I won't let it."

A moment later Fatma came out with a neat appearance back. But her netra found someone she knew in a stranger's gang.

"Holy, who is it? foreign man. It looked friendly again." by reflex his steps approached with a slight sag.

"How much to pay in one night?" ask Suci while stroking the chest of the interlocutor's field.

"I'll pay you twenty million, overnight. That's if your service is satisfactory!" said the man with a look of lust towards the scantily dressed Saints.

"Hohoo. Sure dong, my service will surely satisfy you. What if ... I turned out to make you more satisfied? How many dare you?" holy asked in a seductive spoiled tone, his chest slightly puffing forward.

"I ... certainly dare to add five million. So I paid two puh five million, all night. Okay beautiful?" the man poked Holy chest.

Fatma looked at the two of them. Apparently Suci was making transactions with the striped man, Saints sometimes did that for the sake of continuing life during Aldian in prison.

"Oh my goodness ... Holy," he muttered Fatma while shaking his head.

Then Fatma turned the body to walk away from the place. His hair bristled, his heart pounding, believing and not seeing.

He did not feel his steps had reached near his dining table. There's only Dad, Mom and Rania.

"Mama, where the hell is ... really long?" Rania immediately threw a question to the mother that she felt a long time into her toilet.

"Em .. Yes, Mama met a friend so chat for a while." Reply Fatma while sitting in the original place.

"Who? who's Fatma?" search Bu Wati.

"Friends, ma'am .. em, is that done with the meaning?"

"It has. Mama is really long ... when are the streets?" Rania pouting.

"okay-okay. Mama wants to pay first, and Rania is the same Oma and opa huh? the way forward. Mama will follow." Fatma stood up again.

Wati's mother, grabbed Rania's hand and took her to the street with her husband who was occasionally busy with his cell phone.

Fatma paid for the former meal of Rania and three other people. After that, it only followed Rania who had gone first with Oma and her opa.

Like from the beginning, Rania wanted to eat ice cream. So Rania bought first at her subscription place, new to the game place. Among them are zone games and ball baths. Continued horses.

Actually Fatma was still thinking what she saw about Saints. If Renata was easy he just ignored it.

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Arya who was controlling the plane with the captain Vishnu seriously carried out his duties.

"Bismillah ... Allahuahaw!" arya muttered as the plane she was controlling approached the point of the airport which would make this plane landing. Dark atmosphere and decorated with flickering lights that shine beautifully decorate the darkness.

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Slowly the plane with the xxx debris landed on the surface of an international airport in a city.

The flight attendant opened the door and then the passengers came out regularly.

"Where. Married nice, right?" asked the captain of Vishnu, glancing towards Arya.

Arya previously gave her a humming smile. "Yes, sometimes think why not just from the past, ha ha ha ha ha ..." chuckled to himself while cleaning tablets and other tools.

"Ha ha ha, nyesel huh? why not from before. God has other plans, man, just enjoy." Tymphal Vishnu.

"Yes, captain. Right, that's right. Only able to live sincerely," continued Arya while nodding in agreement.

"I think Fatma's a good woman. She was also obedient to my husband, and my judgment as a man. Fatma is perfect. Already beautiful. Career woman. Pinter and smart he has too, just a stupid guy who's not interested or wasting it." Vishnu gave his opinion.

Arya just nodded speechlessly to chimed in the words of Vishnu.

"Ow .. I miss bro, long time no see. Wow.... You're getting fat, are you?" The Sultan stared intensely at Arya.

Arya smiled and patted Sultan on the shoulder. "Fat up, you yourself why never come even to go together."

"I don't feel good about your wife, bro, you guys are still newly married. So yeah ... the next time I come you're fighting, who knows is firing a missile into the forestry that is struggling! pity is disturbed. Ha ha ha ..." The Sultan laughed to himself.

Vishnu laughs at the words of the Sultan who was beautiful but on target ....

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