Loving My Raised Mother

I belong to you

A few tens of minutes later. The car that Arya and Fatma boarded finally arrived at a Hospital, where Suci was still in the Hospital.

Arya takes Fatma to see the doctor who handles the body. And Arya easily found it.

A doctor accompanied by two police officers is still looking for evidence of the death. Then Arya talked to them.

Fatma who went straight to the morgue among the sisters. Upon his arrival there, Fatma looked at his face to see if it was really the Saints he knew?

Turns right. The saint who is now in front of him is Holy Aldian's wife, aka honey. Without feeling the tears Fatma dripped her body suddenly limp, her knees shook and Fatma's body slid to the floor.

"Tragic is true of your fate, Saints. O Allah .. forgive him his sins and mistakes during his life." Fatma Mumbles.

Clearly visible in the eye space. Last time I met that woman. He had come to borrow money to pay taxes.

And still stuck in memory if he also gave a loan even though it was not like the Holy Pinta. After all he himself can get money, so it is not appropriate that he should be too deep to interfere with his life.

Now the woman is gone, just stay her name will either be remembered as a good person or vice versa? Wallahu nature bishawab.

The sisters who were there, helped Fatma stand up. "Wake Madam. Is Madam his relative?"

"Sa-me, honey sister. She's my ex-husband's wife." replied Fatma in a sad tone.

"Ooh, but her husband hasn't been to see." Said the nurse.

Fatma's bead looked at the woman wearing the white shirt. "His husband .. in brackets in cells. So maybe you haven't come yet!"

"You're here?" aldian's voice from behind Fatma.

"You?" Fatma mutters.

Aldian who was escorted by a policeman approached the Sacred corpse. And Fatma retreated to make room for Aldian, followed by his lawyer.

Aldian opened the cover of the face of the Holy in his eyes fixed and long. His heart melted, already he himself was in prison! where the wife now leaves this world. His breath was on display, there was a look of sadness on his deep face.

But there was a hint of disappointment in his heart after knowing the news that Suci died of unnatural and in the background with a veiled relationship.

"Basar women do not know themselves. Women swear, women do not know in profit. Still looking for another male, just for economic reasons. It's bullshit!" aldian's swearing directed to the Holy One, up to Fatma's ear.

Fatma turned to Aldian who continued to curse and berate the wife who lived his body. "Don't! he's gone in this world. You wish him all the best."

"What should I pray for? what kind of woman is he praying for rich? let's go to hell, all of you." Said Aldian to Fatma in a high voice as if snapping.

"Astagfirullah .. Don't be pamali, you are her husband. It's appropriate that you hide your wife's disgrace. Don't be like this." Fatma shook her head slowly.

"Don't interfere! because you don't know what the truth is?" sergeant Aldian stared intently at Fatma.

"Yes, I don't know the details but at least you're looking at yourself! isn't your partner a reflection of yourself?" Fatma did not want to lose to Aldian who she felt made no difference.

"You, what does it mean to talk like that ha?"

"Sorry Madam and Master, don't make a fuss here! less well. Please come out, "sister and mantri's ink.

"Let's see for yourself, what and how? you like to change women, right? though you had him and me back then," Fatma stared very sharply at Aldian.

Netra Aldian was rounded, glaring perfectly at Fatma and his jaw hardened, his hands clenched. Emotions ignited. It felt like slapping Fatma's mouth this time.

But Fatma glared at the door. Leaving Aldian who was still standing on the spot.

"What's this about? honey!" aryan's voice when Fatma was already standing at the door.

"Aa, this. We go home, yu?" take Fatma with you while stepping her legs outside.

Arya looked inwardly, her bead was fixed on Aldian and a policeman was there.

"Have, treated him?" arya asked while looking at her wife.

"I was, I was gonna take care of everything. But her husband is coming! let it. Let's just go home." Fatma took Arya's hand.

Arya was silent, then. "OK," in the end Arya nodded.

Then Arya and Fatma walked together, back to the doctor's room to say goodbye.

After that, Arya and Fatma immediately entered her car. Arya opened the door for her.

Fatma did not enter, but showed a smile to Arya saying. "Thank you?"

"Everything dear." Arya replied and smiled.

Fatma immediately sat down and put up a sapety belt, Arya also circled the car and then sat behind the wheel.

While turning on the machine, Arya turned her head towards Fatma. "We're going to the apartment first, right?"

Fatma looked and stared softly. "It's up to you" he said, biting his lower lip.

Then Arya drove her car to the apartment, which she did not visit for a few days. The most obedient Fatma who was told to clean up.

But in the middle of the road, Arya pulled over her car in front of the mosque. The time is 16:00 wib. Fatma did not ask anything because she knew that Arya must have entered the mosque.

"Yes? we go to the mosque first?" take Arya and open the car door.

Buugh!

The sound of the car door Arya closed. Then Fatma also followed the footsteps of the handsome man, Arya who led her hands with a confident step into the mosque area that seemed to be seen by a few people in it.

"Did?" call Fatma.

"Hem, why?" Arya muttered while not stopping her steps.

"Tomorrow I have business out of town, would you mind? or want to take care of Rania? but if, Aa's coming. Rania must have asked to come along." Fatma.

Arya stopped her steps and looked over. "What if you come? one day, right? but if Rania misses dong's school?"

"Yes .. whatever. If you want, just ask permission Aa.'' Fatma thought a little. "Em .. If Aa wants to come, Rania wants to come too! just ask for permission."

"OK," then they continued their steps, directly taking the water wudu.

Both fulfilled their duties as Muslims. Fervently, in this moment they use to pray in more detail so that God gives happiness, peace and blessing in the household.

"Aamiin .." at the end of it with the word Aamiin coming out of the mouth of both.

After that, the two went up and tidied up the prayer tool that Fatma used there.

Both were in the car, on their way home.

Jiuugus ....

The car is moving very fast. Towards the apartment, Arya occasionally glanced at the wife who looked dreamy.

"No, don't think of anything. I'm just tired!" Fatma leaned back.

"Yes have rest, later when you get to the apartment, Aa will wake up baby," continued Arya.

Fatma just nodded slowly. With smiling lips.

Arya continued her journey. Focus forward and turn the steering wheel. It was a beautiful red twilight this afternoon, the sun was about to start sinking. And will change with the moon of the night.

"Darling?" Arya looked in the next direction. The wife now closed her eyes.

Aryan lips smile to themselves. Then look back to the front, and not long after the car entered the apartment area.

Bugh! ....

Arya got out of the car, then circled the car and opened the door for Fatma. But Fatma is sound asleep, Arya does not have the heart to wake her.

So Arya carried the wife ala bridal style, brought her to her apartment unit.

Although hard-earned, did not make Arya stop her steps carrying Fatma.

After being in the apartment, Arya laid her body on a king-size bed that she did not wear for days.

Arya went down and approached the window, to close the curtains there. Because it's getting dark today.

Then Arya stepped into the other room. Check the cleanliness, and pretty clean and neat. Arya turned her gaze towards the kitchen, then Arya took her steps towards it.

Open the empty freezer springing up except for a few noodles and snacks. Arya closed the refrigerator door again.

His steps swung back into the room. Where Fatma was still lying down and asleep, Arya looked closely and affectionately. Then crawled up and leaned his face towards Fatma's.

Cup!

A small kiss landed on Fatma's forehead and cheeks and ended up on the beautiful woman's lips. His fingers removed the child's hair blocking the wife's forehead and cheeks.

Directing the back of his finger on Fatma's cheek very gently, that clean cheek he again kissed her with affection. The person sleeping with him smiled.

Then there was a movement of Fatma's body and slightly squinted her eyes towards Arya who was not far from her.

"Huam ..." Fatma's mouth yawned in a hoarse voice.

"Wake up, baby?" muttered Arya by stroking Fatma's hair.

"Hem .. Why didn't you wake me up? how come you're here?" the voice of Fatma.

"No heart. Baby so good, don't have the heart to wake up!" aryan's soft voice was so close to Fatma.

"Hem .. isn't it heavy to carry me here?" fatma asked in a loud voice.

"No. Just a plane you can take, my wife's time is only a few pounds can not carry. That's great if you're rich." I'm Arya with a lot of confidence.

"Hem .. his style is exorbitant." Both of Fatma's hands were deliberately coiled onto Arya's shoulders.

The two looked at each other, exchanging views. No words are spoken but the eyes speak.

Arya's face approached so that a breath swept across Fatma's facial skin.

Fatma's heart started pounding erratically. Dag-dig-dug is no accident. It feels like the first time you want to spend the night with your husband.

Fatma's sad look, her lips twitching. Smooth moving hands on shoulders and back.

Arya's handsome face is getting closer and then sip the sweetness of the wife's red lips blushing. He gently sweeps and enjoys it so that his eyes are equally closed.

The fondness for the fondling that Arya gave to the wife is getting heated, the blood upheaval that adorns both bodies, making the blood continue to rise violently gives the urge to continue or do more than that.

But when he was busy raising his desire. The sound of the sound of Maghrib's Adhan sound that flowed beautifully made Arya's fondness stop.

"Hold hold dear, hold. We got an even more important invitation just for a second! we'll continue this again with ease." Arya took off the shackles from the wife's body.

The look on Fatma's face was painted with disappointment, but it was ready. But it must be paused by the time that he must give up and make peace with the time.

Arya pulls out Fatma's hand, wakes her up to get up and immediately goes to the bathroom. "Clean yourself first. Hold on a second?" Half whispered.

Although upset and disappointed. Fatma nodded then tidied up her tangled clothes. Then down and set his feet on the floor, his hands led Arya to the bathroom with him.

About 15 minutes later. They finished, then read the prayer. Then put the marks on the top of the drawer. Both are standing.

The two look at each other. Hands holding tight. The desire that was held back now re-emerges, asking to be found and letting go of longing.

Now that desire is asking more than ever. Blood rushing up into the crown, the turbulent heat made his body tremble. The sound of breathing that blows is not funny.

Aryan's body slowly dragged Fatma's body making her step back backwards.

Dugh! ....

Fatma's feet hit the edge of the bed. Automatically his body sat down Lalau.

Blahayak! ....

Fatma's body plunged backward, onto the soft bed. Highlight the eyes of the two who sayu covered with passionate desire.

Arya approached by slowly locking the body of the wife who looked resigned.

By not wasting time. Arya again fondled the wife who hoped the same.

"I'm yours. Do it," whispered Fatma who added Arya more excited, to launch the action.

"Me, yours too, baby. Let me touch you completely." With a look that makes Fatma's heart melt.

Fatma certainly nodded slowly giving a sign of agreeing with Arya's request.

The longer, Arya increasingly launch the action that is getting heated and reaching the peak.

The mahligai peak they wanted. Arya fused her lips with Fatma's lips which warmly welcomed her.

His hands embrace each other. Uniting his body full of excitement, now they release his desire behind the blanket. Play to the top of nirvana and a lake full of mingling.

A great struggle to produce a seed lasts a long time. So now the time has shown at 20.wib, they have not completed the action.

Both of them remembered Rania who was in Mension, they felt anxious as well. Surely the boy asked the whereabouts of the two of them who were enjoying the hanymoon without anyone interfering with the intimacy of the two of them.

Rania also does not know the existence of papa and her mother who is now engrossed in swimming in the sea of romance ....

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