Loving My Raised Mother

The tall tower

Entering the room, Arya was immediately presented with a beautiful and tempting view, making the two Aryan neutrals unable to blink.

"Just come home, baby?" tanyanya Fatma was standing by the bed. Then move the position of crawling up to the top of the bed then pose seductive.

"L-yes, baby!" arya muttered without averted her eyes.

Arya who had been sculpting was made dead fleas, amazed by what the wife did so bravely. Making his heart rate increase, the blood flowing more and more and more breath hunting.

The longer the net Arya increasingly widened to see something that makes him feel not strong anymore to hold something increasingly struggling.

Passion to do something excited. The desire is mounting, the junior who is getting ready to take his step closer to the bed and then open the attached to his body.

The constantly moving eye beads stared at each curve of a beautiful sight and spoiled those eyes.

Fatma smiled at Arya who was ready, like a tiger who was impatient to pounce on her prey.

The man crawled up, with a gaze that never escaped the slightest of his prey who acted resignedly. Next they both run their rituals full of passion and burning passion.

This cold night continues to welcome the morning. Passed by shahdu and full of intimacy.

By morning. Fatma woke up first, writhing favors even though this body feels crumpled and sick. Opening his bead, his eyes looked to the side, where the husband was still asleep.

Fatma's lips smiled, then pointed her index finger at Arya's cheek which was still closed. "Hi ... wake up? it's dawn." Fatma voice rau typical wake up.

But Arya still did not budge despite several times Fatma pinched her nose. Still do not wake up other than murmuring slowly.

"Hem .." Fatma's head shook his head. Then smile as if getting a fresh breeze, got a good idea.

Fatma inched upwards while clasping a blanket on her armpits, cuph! fatma's friendly kiss gives on Arya's cool lips.

"Feeling movement on her lips and feeling cold yet warm. So that Arya muai moves awake, opening her two eyes that still feel sepet and sleepy.

"Em, dear .." Arya's heavy voice was so close in Fatma's ear.

"awake? it's dawn." Said Fatma who was still in her original place that stuck on the body of Arya.

"Alhamdulillah, can still see my Bidari on this one," said Arya while squinting her net.

"Aish ... just got out of bed. Already said dreadlocks seduce, shower!" Fatma sat her body next to her husband.

"Yes, already. We get up and take a shower." Arya got up and shook her blanket.

Fatma is shocked. "Don't!"

"Why?" Arya was astonished and looked at the clingy wife. Not aware of his plain condition.

"Hi hi hi ..." Fatma cupped her palms in her mouth, then pointed towards Aryan's assets standing upright. "That's it, don't realize what? that tall tower was hit by the wind? breezy."

Arya turned to the one Fatma said the tower was closed again. "Ha ha ha .. forgot." He laughed too.

After that Arya carried Fatma's body to the bathroom. Previously flick the blanket wrapped Fatma's body and make the wife gasp instead of playing.

"I-I can do it myself." Fatma tried to escape but Arya did not heed the request of the wife, just kept walking carrying her.

Both are now in the bathroom. Take a moment to soak in the same bathtub. With that refreshing warm water.

After a while of soaking, the two similarly cleaned themselves up, occasionally interspersed with joking and laughing together.

Today Fatma really, Being at home. So did Arya continue to accompany and so spoil his wife, Fatma.

"Aa, would you like to pick up Rania first, right? don't go anywhere. Don't be tired, the pokonya rest!" Arya kisses the head of Fatma.

"Oh, Aa .. What am I doing? all jobs. Someone's been struggling, and I'm just sitting around." Fatma protest while shaking her head.

"Yes ... Why is that? rolling or lifting heavy-weight-"

"The rock, is it?" Fatma cuts off the word Arya. "Work can't. But ask for the mulu ration! why aren't you tired of what?"

"Seeett .. it's also a pity that always teases me, anyways that work and squeeze the sweat I love, you just enjoy it." Arya said with a grin.

"Just son, I'm tired too. Try me numb, is it good?" bela Fatma's.

"No, kaya. Like a banana tree that can't move. Ha ha ha .." There was only Arya's answer to teasing the wife.

"Have ah, there go? hunt you home! keep asking a lot of questions." Fatma mesem while pushing Arya's chest.

"Yes, yes, my angel." Cup! the friendly kiss landed on Fatma's cheek again.

Then Arya rushed away, out the Mension through the back door and you want to go to the garage to pick up the car.

"Which papa. Why haven't you picked up yet? he said he wanted to pick me up. That's why the driver came home." Rania's head was dizzy to see the arrival of Arya who promised to pick her up.

"A little later, baby, still on the road for sure." The goddess glanced towards the restless-looking child.

"Old anyway?" Rania looked agitated.

"Patience, calm. Must've picked it up Don't worry." The goddess calmed the boy.

Rania sees her friends coming home. And there are only a few people left.

Several times Rania wiggled her legs and stomped her, to drive away the momentary saturation.

And in the end. The car brought by Arya with his spirit stopped not far from where Rania stood.

"Hore .. papa's coming," Rania cheered lala approaching. By not escaping from the hands of the Goddess, because it must cross first.

"Which mama? Pah, mama why not come?'' search Rania while dipping towards the inside of the car.

"Lho. Kan mama, Papa told me to rest at home. If the streets are equally a lie," said Arya who is still sitting behind the wheel.

The goddess sat in the back, while Rania was in front of her same papa.

"What's the matter with you, Pah?" search Rania while looking at the papa.

"Mom again cravings. So ... Innate nausea, so Brother Rania should not trouble where yes, okay?" Arya rubbed Rania's head and put on her seatbelt.

"No, Rania doesn't like to bother mama! Rania never told mama, did she, aunty?" Rania glanced back towards the Goddess.

"Yes dong, Rania's sister is a pinter. And great," said the Goddess while giving her thumbs up.

"Yes? great dong!" Arya Muai prepares to drive her car home.

Here happy, where happy. Everywhere my heart is happy, my day is happy, my day is happy. Because my mother is home, that is the song of Rania who looks carefree while looking out the window.

Arya glanced at a glance with a smile on her lips.

A few tens of minutes. The car driven by Arya enters the Missions page. Rania came down and ran straight to the main door, walked into the living room and immediately found her mother busy with her laptop.

"Assalamu'alaikum ... Mama, Rania's home! oss. Mama don't be busy too, papa said, can't be tired." The boy gave instructions.

Fatma kissed Rania's cheeks right and left. "Wa'alaikum salam. Love ... Mama is not tired just busy using a laptop doang."

"But, right. Laptops are tired too. The hands and the mind must work, because if it is not working it will not produce something, Mama .." said Rania with her pinter.

Arya who just entered is full of pride. "Masya Allah .. her clever daughter Papa," said Arya when hearing the speech from the sintered Rania.

Fatma looked at her husband and smiled happily, proud of his daughter. "Oh my goodness ... Rania pinter's. But what about dong? if only silence and dumb. Mama's bored dong darling."

"No pa-pa, there will be papa and Rania who are calm. There's aunty too." Rania with her pinter chattering.

Fatma's eyes glanced at her smiling husband and at Rania.

"Em ... Now, Rania change clothes first huh? after that just play," said Fatma to Rania who was busy chattering.

"Okay, Mama! yu aunty temenin Rania to the room?" Rania moved while looking at the Goddess who also moved to escort her.

"Yang, the day after Dewi wants to prepare a proposal, right in Bandung? like he had to find a replacement soon." Fatma glanced at her husband while speaking seriously. After Rania and Dewi there is no.

"Yes, right. Dewi will soon be in Bandung," said Arya with a long sigh.

"I mean, the Goddess will be here again. Just don't focus anymore, just help." Fatma errs, afraid Arya offended.

"Yes, Aa. Understand and that is true, Dewi can not be intense anymore to keep Rania after marriage later." Arya is back.

"Well, that's what I mean. Goddess will not be intense anymore, after all Goddess role aunty is not a whole babysitter.

Silent!

The atmosphere was silent, no one spoke anymore. Until there is a sound of a car entering the yard ....

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This story is approaching to the ending that I myself am still confused about what the ending is like?