Loving My Raised Mother

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"We went to the expert doctor? bring it here?" Arya spoke softly while looking at the wife with a very deep gaze and her heart was very agitated, worried about the wife.

Fatma's hand held Arya's hand firmly, then showed her smile. "Don't worry too much, I'm fine baby. Nausea like this .. It's common for pregnant women."

"But I don't want to see my wife tormented! not bear. Is it here abroad like this?" search Arya while stroking back Fatma's stomach.

"No, not at all. Weird huh? maybe if it's easier here if you want to be spoiled by his father." Fatma smiled at her husband.

"Hem .. How long, our baby candidate?" Arya pulled Fatma's head into her arms.

So that Fatma can enjoy how comfortable she is in the warm embrace of her husband. How comfortable it was to drown the face there, making long both eyes of Fatma closed.

Likewise with Arya herself who leaned on the shoulder of the closed bed rested for a moment feeling tired and tired.

After a few hours, they woke up and Arya spoiled the wife more. Not this, not that. Let him do it himself.

"Dear .. I just want to cook for your dinner." Fatma complained while lowering both her legs.

"No, I can cook for myself. There is an aunt. For the food I like. You can cook yourself too. Don't bother, don't go into the office tomorrow, okay?" pinta Arya while rubbing the head of the wife.

Fatma agreed. "Em .. I can, I don't have an office tomorrow. Provided ...."

"As long as it's dear?" arya's search was curious.

"Asaltered ... Aa, also here with me! if you don't exist. I don't want to be better off with it." Fatma again felt nauseous and she covered her mouth with a tissue and inhaled wind oil.

"Okay, who's afraid? I'm ready to be your adjutant tomorrow. Take it easy, I happen to have no schedule for about two days, off." Arya agrees.

"You really?" Fatma looked suspiciously.

"Yes, baby, right." Arya convinced her wife.

"Thank you dear, thank you very much?" Fatma hugged the body of the husband, then in her small cheeks Arya.

"Same-sama dear ..." Arya also returned his embrace of the wife full of warmth.

Then they went down to the ground floor holding each other's hands, there Rania was excited about the Cinderella story. While she was wearing that dress. It looks so pretty that kid.

Fatma turned to the Goddess, it was certain that the one who dressed Rania so beautifully was the Goddess.

The goddess grinned at Fatma while saying. "He wants you!"

Fatma just smiled, then turned her eyes to Rania again. "Darling, what else is it?"

"Eh ... Mama, Rania is playing the same cinderella'an aunty all of them," Rania circulated a glance at the Goddess' assistants.

"Ooh, can. Continued!" Fatma nodded. Then followed her husband who is now in the kitchen to cook his favorite.

"Let auntie cook for Aden," bi Ina nodded respectfully as she offered her strength.

"No-no. Aunty just do the others, let me cook my own favorite. There is no work! reply Arya while taking the ingredients from the refrigerator.

Aunty just bengong looked towards the master. He and his assistant were cooking for dinner.

"Leave it, Bi. Master cook himself, which we obviously have to offer energy. So let it go." The voice of Fatma adorns the sound of twang sodet and frying pan.

The assistant is using it, for cooking. Arya is engrossed in cooking her favorite dishes, namely balado squid and egg soup.

After some time, Arya's cooking was ready and immediately took her to the table to eat together.

Fatma sneered at the smell of her husband's cooking. "Hem .. smells good ...."

"Yes dong, who cooked?" Arya patted her chest. But kontan ohok-ohok, Arya coughed.

"Rem ... Aa. Banned from arrogance." Obviously Fatma while serving a glass of mineral water.

"He he ... Where's rania? eat us," asked Arya after sipping her drink.

"Well, we're eating at one more table!" Fatma pointed to Rania who was eating joining the assistants.

Aryan's head turned to the one Fatma was pointing at. "Oh, let's eat baby."

Arya and Fatma ate threesome with the Goddess. Sometimes Arya feeds her wife, eating from her hands. "Eat a lot of love .. be strong and healthy.

Finish eating. Arya's phone rang and Hurriedly picked it up. Arya's expression changed drastically after picking up the phone.

Arya stared for a moment, after hearing the sad news. Then keep his phone in his pocket, turning towards the wife who looks curious. "Friend, Aa. died and is still in the hospital."

Fatma simply fell silent as she recalled, Which friend? feelings have not been met, he thought inwardly.

The goddess was silent and allowed to chew it. With.high eyes fixed on the kaka.

"Which one is it?" fatma mumbled, feeling not familiar.

"Beautiful, maybe honey doesn't know him. Oy. I'm going to mourn first, right? darling can't come. Less good night breeze, just rest at home huh?" Arya kissed her forehead Fatma who was about to say follow but was immediately broken with a ban from Arya.

"He'em .. okay. But not for long?" pinta Fatma while hugging the man's body for a moment.

Arya turned around, half running upstairs to pick up her jacket and wallet. Not long after, Arya immediately returned with her jacket and hat.

Rania was astonished to see her neat papa. But her mother was ordinary. Rania approached her mother along with the arrival of Arya from above.

"Where are you going?" ask the boy in wonder.

"Em, Papa want to go first? there's a little business." Arya kissed Rania's head gently.

"Mama's not coming? where the hell are you going anyway? Rania's coming, huh?" rania looked at her father and mother.

"Dear, Rania can't come. Mama's not coming." Add Fatma while kissing Fatma cheek as parting.

"Darling I'm going first?" Arya held onto Fatma's head for a moment.

"Yes, be careful? and get home soon." Pinta Fatma is back.

"Dear it, Rania? papa go first huh?" again Arya gives a warm kiss on the head of Rania.

"Well, if you can't come." But Rania's eyes looked at Arya unwillingly.

Now Arya is on his big bike. Don't forget to wear a helmet first.

Arya got sad news from a friend, if their friend named Indah, who is now dead and is still in the hospital.

The Aryan motorbike glided, splitting the streets and breaking the silence of the night that was soon gripping in the embrace of darkness.

Upon arrival at the hospital, Arya was immediately greeted by her friend who had already arrived at the place of the place.

Arya felt sliced after seeing the miserable state of Beautiful. He closed both his eyes.

"What is this motive? to take his life?" Arya shook her head, her eyes looking at her comrades.

"For a time, the motive was abuse, no." he replied.

"But I'm sure there's a motive behind it, so do it" one of his friends said.

Arya nodded her head. Understood, with eyes occasionally looking towards the corpse.

"That's it. People have no heart or no feelings. Cruel, what kind of animal does he think people's lives are?" arya's mumbling slowly.

"Maybe too. It's good to be hurt, right? not kasian what? it's cruel." Add the other one.

"Hopefully, his charity was received by his side. Aamiin .. and the culprit was quickly caught as well, it can't be allowed that person," Arya said with a long sigh.

"Aamiin," answered the others in unison.

After some time Arya was in the hospital, Arya decided to immediately go home to the ministry.

"Yes, after marriage, you never hang out with us again. Too much of a henchman makes baby yes ha ha .." said a friend of Arya while walking in the corridor of the hospital.

"Yes, naturally. Life before and after marriage must be different bro, don't be the same." I'm Arya, then leave his friend to go first.

His friends came home in a car. And Arya of course with her bike.

Around 22, wib. Arya just arrived at the mension, directly presented with a view ....

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