Loving My Raised Mother

Rania sulks

"Lho, Mum. Why are Mama and papa's things, sir, the driver who brought them? mean it! sir the driver knows dong, if Mama comes home? why not take Rania, Mama ... Rania wants to come get me." Rania's voice looked upset.

Arya and Fatma looked at each other. They were looking for an excuse for the little girl.

"Eidm ... Papa will bring a motorbike, while if mama's suitcase on the motorbike too? it doesn't fit dear, so Papa had to leave it in the office. Let the driver pick you up." Clearly Arya while hugging the child who was suddenly moody.

For a moment Rania fell silent in Arya's arms with a gentle swipe on her back.

Then Rania released envy from Arya's embrace and then stared very fixedly. "Keep why Papa, go home with mama? I made a deal, right? so Rania doesn't come? let Mama and Papa together make adek!"

"Huus .. Kok Rania said that dear, hello who taught hem?" Fatma was shocked to hear Rania talk like that.

Arya just smiled and the Goddess was mesem, children know where to try? when the two make adek, there-there's just this child. The Sultan did not sound like that.

"Say friend Rania, if mama and papa are alone. That means making adek," said the child with a style typical of children.

"Certainly, if so why? does Rania want to have a brother?" ask Arya lirih.

"Em .. Yes, but Rania wants to come and pick up!" Rania stomped her feet on the floor, the point is that she was annoyed at not being invited to pick up.

"No one picked up my darling ... I also didn't know my mom was coming home today. Seriously." Arya again.

"Papa's right, papa's in shock. When I met Mama at the airport, I wanted to surprise Rania and everyone." Fatma is back.

Rania turned to Fatma. "You can call from the airport, let Rania pick you up!"

"Dear, not a surprise dong if you ask to be picked up?" lirih Fatma shook her head.

"Yes, Papa has a gift ... for Rania, would you mind?" Arya tried to melt the atmosphere.

"What gift? aaah ... Rania is still angry, same mom and dad. Don't talk to Rania, Rania's craving." The boy crossed his arms in the chest.

Fatma stared flatly at her little princess, who was sulking to pick up mom and dad, she said.

Arya took a deep breath and smiled. "OK, Mama? Rania is also sulking. So it's good we just stay yu? mengingan us both, nothing disturbing is more fun! no one's gonna crack."

Arya pulls Fatma's wrist in her drive away. In my heart I want to know how Rania reacts after she talks like that.

Fatma follows Aryan's steps, leading him to leave behind the surly Rania.

Rania was shocked to see her mother's father leave, followed her and caught the hands of the two. "Don't go? Rania wants the prize!"

Arya and Fatma just fell silent and frowned at each other.

"Mama? Papa's? Rania's sorry, huh? Rania is sulking and angry, not picked up anyway! sorry Rania, huh?" the boy kissed Aryan and Fatma's hands in turn.

Fatma smiled then turned to Arya who also reviewed her smile, looking at Rania who was apologetic.

Arya crouched down to align her body with Rania. "Papa is sorry. And now, we get the prize, okay?"

"Okay, Papa." Rania nodded while looking at Fatma who showed her smile as well.

"Mama, also forgive Rania kok," added Fatma while rubbing the child's head gently.

Arya leads Rania's hand with Fatma left right. Walk near the suitcase.

"Well, this is a gift for Rania, open it first? look at the contents first, I hope Rania likes." Arya gave a package to the boy.

"Thank you, Papa?" Rania immediately opened the package cheerfully.

Break it! break, Rania ripped the package. "Youngdoll. Stuffed with voice and good at teaching.wwww amazing. Rania likes, Rania likes."

Arya nodded, with a look at the happy-looking child. Then Arya turned on the doll, turning the scriptures.

"Gee ... Rania can teach you, Pa ... Rania can while studying." Fatma was enthusiastic, watching the Doll.

"Yes, Mama. Rania likes it, Papa. Rania wants to learn to teach, right?" Rania asked Arya who glanced at the mama.

"Well support, will we bring teacher njai? so that Rania can learn every day." Fatma said she looked at her little daughter.

"Later Rania can learn every day, which is diligent huh. And may you be a smart man and a Sholehah." Arya.

"And this is a gift from Mama." Fatma gave a small and thin package to the little princess.

"Yes, Dong. Make Rania! who else is trying for? time for aunty anyway?" in the end, Dewi also spoke.

Rania immediately opened her up as well with spirit. His eyes were wide at the contents of the parcel.

"O! cinderella's shirt." The boy rounded his lips looking at the shirt and Fatma took turns.

"Rania really likes gifts from Mama and Papa. Thanks Mom and Dad? thank you very much? I love Mama and Papa too." The boy hugged the two right and left.

"Mama also loves Rania, equally dear." Reply Fatma returned the embrace of the child.

"Sama-sama Sweet Miss, may it be useful huh?" a cuph! Arya kisses the head of Rania lovingly.

Then, Arya also Fatma moved from her place to the room. Took each of his suitcases.

"Yes, Papa wants to go to the room first? take a break." Pamit Arya on Rania who starts a henchman with her toys.

"Yes. Mama too, tired. Rania plays with aunty, right? The wi! take Rania?" Fatma glanced towards the Goddess as well. Who immediately got a response with a nod from the Goddess.

"All right, if so. You guys take a break, Rania wants to play with Goddess aunty." Reply Rania.

After Fatma and Arya passed to her room. Rania also invited the Goddess to the room.

want to play while trying on his Cinderella shirt.

Rania's face described a great happiness. "Yey ... Rania has a lot of dolls. Just grin."

"Yes, nih .. her dolls are many nih, aunty envious dong ... Rania has a lot of toys. While aunty has none at all," joked Dewi as she hugged one of Rania's dolls.

"That's it, a lot. So aunty can play as much, with Rania ya aunty? we play together." Timpal Rania is back.

"OK, later. If aunty has a daughter, Rania wants to pinjemin not her toy?" ask the goddess about the child.

"Em .. can dong. Time cannot! his son is aunty right, same with Rania's sister too?" the boy looked up at the Goddess.

"Yes dong, that's a cousin, Rania, please." The goddess smiled proudly.

"Yes dong, that's aunty. Aunty is beautiful ..." Rania hugged the Goddess tightly.

While in Fatma's room, Fatma straightened her body on the bed. After a while, Arya was lying next to the wife who was staring at the ceiling.

"What do you think, baby?" asked Arya while facing the body of the wife by focusing her elbow as a support for her head. caressing Fatma's hair very affectionately.

But instead of answering, Fatma jumped up and ran to the bathroom while covering her mouth with both hands.

Arya was shocked to see the wife's behavior, and immediately followed Fatma to the bathroom, panicking. "Darling why?"

"Oo, oo ..." Fatma spewed out her stomach until it ran out. Until his tongue was bitter.

Arya massaged Fatma's shoulders gently and a gaze fixed on Fatma from the reflection of the mirror. Then jump into the room to pick up some tissue.

Seconds later Arya again brought a tissue that was directly given to Fatma who was washing her mouth many times. Looks from the mirror if his face is very pale Paseh.

Arya embraces Fatma's shoulder and takes her out of the bathroom. But after being at the door Arya stopped her steps. Arya immediately holds Fatma's body brought to the top of the bed, in a stand leaning near the shoulder of the bed.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you some warm water." Arya immediately approached the dispenser and made warm drinking water.

Fatma just stared at Arya who was fetching water just for her.

Arya's steps turned around, walking towards the wife. With a glass of warm water in hand. "This is honey, drink first! keep warm and can reduce nausea."

Aryan's hand drew the water on Fatma's mouth attentively. Then rubbed his stomach Fatma gently.

"Don't make mama suffer baby, kasian mama. Papa could not bear to see it," said soft Arya invites talk prospective baby in the stomach of the wife.

Fatma stared fixedly at the husband who looked so worried about her ....

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Yu where is his support?