Loving My Raised Mother

Dior Bag

"Who's the baby, who's coming?" fatma asked while looking at the husband who was sitting leaning so casually.

"So, come on in!" arya turned towards the window but did not see who?

Fatma moved from her seat.Throat felt very thirsty.

"Where are you going?" ask Arya wonder. He saw the wife rising from her seat.

"You take cold, sweet water. Thirsty." Fatma rubbed her front neck.

"Let's go, just take Aa. Honey wait there!" Arya who is now up and goes to the kitchen to get juice water.

"But Aa .. I can take it myself and I'll make it myself." Fatma said to Arya who started to step up.

But Arya signaled Fatma to stay in place. He himself went into the kitchen.

"Oh my God .. Instead of being good at giniin, I'm bored. Huh." - Huuh." Fatma took a breath out of her mouth. "If every day rich gini tired my heart. Can't do anything."

Fatma monologues herself. And BI Ina is approaching. "Why, Mom?"

"Ha! this can't be this. Bored, auntie knows that I'm used to doing things myself. Not too dependent on others." Answer Fatma.

"He he he .. Isn't it delicious, Mom? someone is watching." BI Ina is supportive.

"Not really. It doesn't have to be all Bi, who's coming?" bead Fatma was fixed on the door behind which there was a bell.

"OK, Mum?" Bi Ina immediately approached the door wanting to know who had come.

Plaque plaque ....

The sound of footsteps bi Ina who approached the door and opened it.

Blighted

The main door opened, and a young man stood carrying two paper bags, the other bearing the Dior brand.

"Assalamu'alaikum .. does everyone in the house have Bi?" greet the Sultan with his kindness.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Any, please come in?" balas Bi Ina was no less friendly.

The Sultan took his steps into the room. And found Fatma who was sitting relaxed on the long sofa.

"Hi-hi, hi. .. how are you coming home on your honeymoon? eh wrong. Go home to work." The Sultan nodded and closed his mouth.

"Hi .. also. Okay, how the opposite would be Goddess?" ask back from Fatma while extending her hand.

"Me, well too Brother. If it's not good it's impossible to come here, so it must be quiet in my lonely dispute." The Sultan said as he welcomed Fatma's hand.

"Don't long his salutation. Prohibited hard long-long salaman." Arya's new chirps came with a glass of juice.

The Sultan's head turned his head and smilingly set his eyes on what Arya was carrying. "Well ... You know I'm thirsty, bro?"

"eeh. It's delicious, it's my wife's" Arya said, distancing the drink from the hand of the Sultan who was ready to snatch.

"Yes .. kirain for me! it has come a long way." The Sultan sat himself in the opposite place.

"It's honey. Drink it!" Arya gave the glass to Fatma who also smiled at the Sultan who wanted to grab his drink.

"Make yourself. Yes, Bi. Please make a drink for this great guest." Arya turned towards Bi Ina who was standing not far from them, waiting for orders from the master.

"Good, Den. Oya, this is my order!?" Arya pointed towards the paper bag on the table.

"Yes, I'm good, right?" The Sultan raised his eyebrows.

"Om Tatana! when's come? Rania is kangen." Rania ran from the stairs hugging the Sultan.

"Sweet moneys, pretty ones. Tatan also misses." Both cuddle.

Dewi was sitting on another sofa with a friendly face on the Sultan as his future fiancee.

While Arya opened a paper bag containing a rectangular box with a size large enough.

Fatma looked at the salt gerik the husband who was boasting the box and it turned out that the contents of the birthday cake with durian fragrance were so fragrant. "Waws. It smells like durian."

"Happy birthday dear?" Arya looked at the wife who was staring at the cake.

Then Fatma moved her bead of eyes to Arya. "Huh? there are three more days

... speed!" he said with a big smile.

"Has Mama's birthday now? wa ...w, Mama's favorite cake." The eye beads and mouth of Rania are equally round leading to the cake.

"No, what a pity .. rather than later I forget or am on duty, it is more prolific now when we gather. And here's the gift for you, baby. Soga likes!" Arya gives Dior paper bag.

"What is this?" Fatma took it and slowly opened it with curiosity.

"Later, guess. That's what's it trying?" arya asked while pulling the box.

"What yeah? shoes or a watch? or a bag, maybe?" Fatma stared at the item that was still in the box. Then, turn your hand back to open it again.

"Come, what's the prize yo? Rania was also curious." The boy approached his mother.

Fatma opened the box in her lap. "Wa .. h, Dior bag. Thanks?" fatma said after knowing the contents.

"I like it baby." Fatma shed tears, her husband is so caring and affectionate towards her and her little daughter.

Arya's embrace was so tight that she hugged the sobbing wife, her hands gently rubbing her back.

"Cp ... w. Mama, that's great. Aunty's good, Tatan. Rania wants that rich ah!"

"Yes, if you're older. Now Rania is still a child. There is no school bag brand that is dear," said Dewi.

"O! is that aunty?" asked Rania who immediately got a nod from the Goddess.

Arya's hand held Fatma's shoulders to be at her distance. "Do you cry, my dear?"

Fatma covered her thin smile. "I am moved by ..." Fatma hugged Arya.

After being satisfied, with the cry of Fatma because she got a gift from her husband. And the hugging is over. Continued with congratulations from the Sultan and Goddess.

Rania also did not escape to congratulate her mother who was born again.

After a conversation full of jokes and laughter. They also had lunch together, although Fatma occasionally felt nauseous.

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The next day Dewi was getting ready to go back to Bandung. Because soon will hold a proposal event.

While Arya was on duty, it happened to be with the Sultan.

"Aunty, is aunty coming back here right aunty?" Rania looked up at the Goddess who was staring at the child.

"Yes, aunty will be back." The hooded girl hugged Rania tightly, not feeling her tears even dripping.

For several months she accompanied Rania every day. And almost every time.

Likewise Rania returned the Goddess's embrace with great feeling. He looked sad to part with the Goddess.

"Honey .. aunty must be here again, after the fiancee. aunty will return here," said Fatma who just came from the office.

"Sister?" The Goddess turned to Fatma who was sitting herself on the sofa.

"Are you ready, Wi? Oya, lunch first yu?" take Fatma back to her feet.

"It's ready, yes. Oya, Rania will also come to Bandung with mom and dad, so we will meet again." Enthusiastic goddess.

"Yes, really. Later we will follow the aunty to Bandung," added Fatma justifies the words of Dewi.

"Really Mam?" rania asked to convince her heart.

"Don dong baby, it's a lie!" Fatma rubbed Rania's head.

Before returning to Bandung. Dewi, Fatma ate first with Rania.

"Yes, later Fatma will spend all your needs for the application later. Just wait for the delivery." Fatma said in between her meals.

"Oh, yes. Brother, thanks before too." The goddess replied that it was not good.

"Yes, Bi Ina. Please bring a paper bag box that is on top of the drawer if it is not wrong, but if there is no meaning in the drawer. Fatma glanced towards Bi Ina who was standing not far from there.

The head assistant immediately left the place.

"Mama, papa when's her coming home?" rania asked looking at the mother while chewing with her mouth full.

"Em .. maybe tonight, papa's coming home, baby." Fatma said softly.

"So, aunty to Bandung who is dong? is it the same with Tatan?" search Rania back.

"Em .. aunty, same driver at the anterin get there. Tatan's talk is on duty with papa." added Fatma while taking a side dish from her plate.

The goddess smiled at the rania that was taken and in a few days will be separated.

The pace of Bi Ina is getting faster down the stairs. "It's not, Mom?" while keeping a small box in front of him Fatma.

"Oh, yes, Bi. Thanks huh?" Fatma took it and opened it.

"What is Mama?" rania asked curiously, staring intensely at the box.

"Here, jewelry made aunty as a gift .. because it's been keeping Rania." Add Fatma, then she thrust the box to the Goddess.

Goddess bengong. Look at the contents of the box that has been opened by Fatma. "Sister, is it not wrong to give that to the Goddess?" the girl in Nevi's hood felt disbelief at what she was seeing right now for her.

A beautiful set of jewelry and it is not fake jewelry but real gold that is 24 carats.

Fatma nodded. "Yes. To you, Wi! hope you like it and accept it."

"Ouch, Brother! isn't it too much? the jewelry was a set, brother. It doesn't feel like the Goddess deserves it." The goddess felt bad. Take care of Rania not too long ago.

Fatma shook her head and told the Goddess to accept it without hesitation ....

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