Loving My Raised Mother

Reception

The atmosphere in Mension was so crowded, the invitees were already on the look of present. From relatives, business people. Office and friends.

Fatma the middle eastern bride, looks very beautiful, graceful with a long dress that this time attached to her body.

Not only that, which usually Fatma showed her beautiful hair, now very different from usual. Now Fatma's hair was covered with a veil and gauze that extended to the floor. Not to forget a crown was attached above his head.

Likewise with Arya with the appearance of a handsome and dashing Arab prince. Along with his wife, Fatma in the bath of the king and queen sat on a throne decorated with gold.

Accompanied by some beautiful concubines but still polite in appearance. And Rania became a little princess who attracted attention with her style like the princess.

A high wedding cake. Decorated with beautiful trinkets, ready to be cut and served.

In addition to the chairs of the invitees, also lined tables containing dishes with hundreds of menus, From starting the area to Overseas dishes. Available there.

Some fruit mountains are neatly arranged, so that they are in the form of high mountains. Drink glass from starting water, tea to juice water lined up neatly on the long table.

Accompanied by gambus music that entertains the invitees. Who was happy with the happiness of Arya and Fatma.

"Congratulations? may it be a sadinah household mawadah warahmah." Prayers from those who congratulate Fatma and Arya.

"thank you? upon his arrival and prayer!" reply Fatma and Arya.

"Thank you." Fatma muttered kindly.

"Congratulations? may you give baby soon."

"Thank you!"

"Well ... What was the first night for so many times?" said captain Vishnu while shaking hands with Arya.

"Ha ha ha .. hundreds already." Arya replied with a laugh.

"Okay, lose my dong, in one month more could be hundreds. I am not nyampe! can-can dry first well, ha ha ha .." timpal Vishnu.

"What are you talking about? Aa don't be bullied, captain. Lie, "Timpal Fatma as she leaned towards her husband.

Both of them laughed crisply. He was followed by his wife, Captain Vishnu.

"Congratulations? cepet dapet momongan huh?" captain Vishnu's wife hugged Fatma kiss her right and left cheeks.

"Thank you?" Fatma showed her smile.

Followed by other flight attendants and flight attendants, other pilots were present at the event.

After congratulating the two brides. Then the guests shook hands with the families of the two brides, whose faces looked very happy at this event.

After getting tired of receiving guests. Now is the time to throw flowers and it is said that who can catch the flower will soon follow, whether the fact is not just a myth.

Arya and Fatma had planned to throw the dominant white wedding flower to the invitees, who were hunting for men and women who were single already preparing to catch the flower.

One, two. Ti .. ga. Arya and Fatma throw the flowers with passion. Who waited for the flower to scream, boisterous. Many and want to fight over the flowers, but the one who got the flower is the Sultan.

Sultan bengong seemed to not believe that he was the first to catch the flower. "Well .. I can."

"Make me, do I?" pinta the other friends while seizing the flowers. But it is held firmly by the Sultan who is not willing to give it to others.

Then the Sultan walked up to Dewi who was close to his family. Then the Sultan knelt down to give a bouquet of bridal flowers right in front of Dewi+Abah and Umi and also the others.

"Goddess. Would you like to be my wife? the mother of my children?" asked the Sultan with a hopeful look.

The goddess looked at him. Not believing the Sultan bravely happened like that in front of the crowd. This is the second time last night.

The goddess's mouth was gaping which she hid behind her two palms. Both of his glazed netra felt haru. "Geez!" the inner Goddess while glancing towards Abah and Umi.

They only commented a smile at the nervous-looking Goddess. His palm suddenly broke out in cold sweat. "Masya Allah .." then the Goddess nodded and took the flowers.

The Sultan stood up and pulled his hand and said. "Yes!" How happy the Sultan's heart is today.

"Thank you, Goddess. Goddess in my heart and will be empress forever." The Sultan did not stop smiling.

Now is the time for Arya and Fatma to cut the towering wedding cake. Arya and Fatma's hands hold a long cake knife in order to reach the end.

All the applause encouraged the bride to cut the cake immediately.

"Rania would? wanna?" rania Whine.

"Yes, baby a minute." Fatma turned her head towards the princess who was standing not far away from her.

"here? Papa hold. Rania's cut from the top, huh?" Arya immediately carried the child's tiny body and handed him the cake knife let him hold it with his mother.

All guests re-applause, then the first piece is for someone special in the heart.

Fatma took a small cut and gave it to Arya and Rania. Arya feeds Fatma and Rania in turn. The second happiness is so visible, the little one is so enjoying his days with the father who loves him so much.

The guests enjoyed all the dishes available there. Including wedding cakes that quickly disappear quickly stay a little longer. Not spared the neighbors that Fatma invited from ordinary people as well. Mix with important people from the upper middle class.

Gambus music continues to accompany, entertaining the invitees who are eating, there are also those who go down to dance and contribute their singing voice as they can. It is not an Arabic song.

Capital artists who are good at singing Arabic songs again occasionally chat with guests who ask for songs from the singer.

"Honey looks so pretty wearing a veil like that, so all you see in it is just Aa." Arya stared intensely at the wife who blushed in embarrassment.

"So?" fatma asked, returning Arya's gaze very fixedly. His hand was tightly clasped by Arya's hand.

"meaning?" Arya doesn't understand.

"So, what do you want? want me to wear a veil or something?" ask Fatma while still looking at each other with Arya.

"Ec ... Aa anyway whatever the wife, Aa this beautiful just. want to use gratitude, open closed can be. The important thing is not too sexy, because if the sexy appearance Aa first person who is not willing."

Um, all this time, I like to look sexy? just normal feeling," replied Fatma.

"Yes, it's natural to be polite. Just in front of Aa was not polite he he he he ..." Arya chuckled with eyes circling the happy-looking invitations.

"But like .. lie really if you don't like it," said Fatma with a knotty smile.

"Like dong, who doesn't like.'' Goda Aryan's.

"Em, what do you want to eat?" Fatma diverts her bond with Arya.

"You eat you." His whispers.

Fatma growled and pinched Aryan's thigh. "Basic!"

"Bodo ah, where's Rania?" netra Fatma is drowning.

The event lasted until nightfall, and ended with the lecture of a famous ustaz from Bandung. With the theme of the lecture of the marriage chapter that hit the heart. The people who heard his talk looked serious but were adorned with smiles at the contents of the lecture.

The night is getting late, the clock has shown at 22:00 wib. And the show ended. As the guests return home, Arya and Fatma stand up to receive a farewell guest.

Rania is so exhausted that she falls asleep in Susi's lap. And Susi immediately brought to her room.

"Where is the room?" tanya Susi is holding Rania.

While Zayn just stood by and showed Rania's room.

"Zaylangkung Fundamentals. See wife hassles! not to be helped, just stand hands. This weird my husband. How would you like to have a child if you were rich?" grouse Susi while walking.

"Here, I bring it? it's just grumbling. Strange to have a wife mouth a lot." Zayn asks Rania of Susi.

But Susi was still and kept going. "No need, it's close and just a few steps away. Don't want to help! I'm close to helping. Awkwardly."

"Yes, no, no grumbling." Zayn stood back and looked at his wife's back.

"Where are you not grumbling? having a husband doesn't care about a wife! weird right? bucain?" Susi stood in front of the door to Rania's room, but the door was not opened.

Susi looked back and furiously screeched. "Bukain doors? even bengong there? ache.

Zayn who was a few meters from Susi ran to open the door to Rania's room. Blauch!

Susi takes Rania to her bed. Lying there slowly, pull a blanket over Rania's body.

Then Susi after being satisfied to see the beautiful room space, Susi then passed away from Rania's room.

"Great tail? just for our son." Susi who admires the interior of Rania's room.

"Yes, we bolt later." Reply Zayn with a smile.

Now the guests live some twists that are still there. Arya and Fatma were already looking tired.

Then they passed, leaving the death of the yard or tent where the event took place from morning until that night.

All entered their respective rooms, making the atmosphere of Mension suddenly quiet stay the people from WO who cleaned up the tent equipment and household assistants.

Arya immediately dropped her body on the mattress, her body felt tired. Aching all over the body, while Fatma approached a large closet to prepare evening clothes.

Eye beads feel very sleepy, sore and painful. But his body needs more attention. Feels sticky and not strong if you have to not clean yourself first before going to bed.

Then Fatma opened her dress, one by one, occasionally her netra glanced at her husband who was stretched out with both feet reaching to the floor. His eyes were closed with both hands.

Fatma took her steps to the bathroom using only a tank top and shorts. In her hand was night clothes.

Arya's tired eyes still had time to see the wife from behind. He swallowed his saliva looking at Fatma's voluptuous appearance, yet his fatigue was so pronounced that it was lazy to say anything for now.

Then Arya got up to change the clothes that Fatma had prepared just now. But what he used as usual was only his subordinates. After all, if he sleeps only bare-chested, so no need to change clothes.

After that Arya went back up on the bed, laying herself down. Above that big place.

Several times yawning the drowsiness sign has attacked him. His eyes also water as a result of yawning.

After a while Fatma emerged from behind the bathroom door wearing her favorite nightgown, which was made of pink satin, knee-length.

Arya who had begun to shut for a moment opened her eyes to see the wife who looked fresh.

"Wake baby first?" fatma's voice while sitting in the front seat of her makeup mirror.

"Hem, I'm so sleepy baby. I want to rest first." Arya muttered while closing her eyes.

"But Aa's body must be sticky. Sultry. People all day, right?" connect Fatma while combing her hair.

But after a long time, there is no word or

also from Arya. Making Fatma turn her head and looking Arya closed her eyes, it seemed like she was really tired.

Slowly Fatma swung her steps closer to the bed that was the husband, looking very sound. Then crawled up, lying next to her husband.

"Hem .. instead of taking a bath let it be fresh." Fatma muttered while looking at the husband's face. Cup! Fatma kissed Aryan's forehead and cheeks.

"Hem, I'm sleepy, baby. Don't bother first? I'm not strong." Arya's voice was heavy without opening her eyes at all.

Eventually the two of them fell asleep without any significant activity other than sleep, hugging each other.

A few days from the event, now Arya and Fatma are preparing for the hanymoon. To an island and do not forget to take Rania the little princess.

Zayn and Susi also participated in the hanymoon. Rania is accompanied by their Goddess so there is a friend.

I want to invite parents on both sides. But they refused, fearing to disturb.

"Ye-ye-ye ... Rania is going to Lombok. Want to go to Bali too, fun to take a walk. Finally going for a walk with Mama and Papa." Rania prancing happily.

"Yes, the clothes are ready yet?" Arya rubbed Rania's head.

"Have dong .." answered Rania and hugged her doll tightly.

Arya circulated a glance towards the parents and in-laws. "Sure, you don't want to come?"

"No, Umi and Abah tomorrow also want to go back to Bandung. So you guys are. Let's freely!" Umi looked at the boy and his ex.

"Yes, really! you guys are. Just let us stay here. Hope you guys bring some good news home, huh Umi?" Bu Wati turned towards Umi Santi.

"Ooh, Aamiin O God." Timpal umi is back.

Degh's!

Fatma feels like that when hearing related to baby. What they talk about is of course about him.

Then say goodbye Fatma salute each other hug and pray for each other.

Arya walked pull the suitcase, who previously kissed the hands of parents alternately.as well as Zayn and Susi who did not forget to say goodbye to Abah and his wife and also Wijaya sir and wife as well.

Once everyone was in their respective cars, someone quickly stopped the car ....

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