Loving My Raised Mother

Gifts

At about twelve o'clock in the evening, there was a sagging step towards Fatma's room. A man wearing a jacket pulled a suitcase into the door of the room.

Very slowly ... carrying his steps there does not cause the slightest sound. His Netra stared at the spacious bed, there was someone curled up behind a red blanket.

The man's lips turned, revealing a very sweet smile. Keep approaching and lying on his side to be able to look at with satisfaction, the woman's deep face looks very beautiful and delicious in the eyes.

Then the man gave a gentle and friendly kiss on the wife's forehead. So Fatma moved her hand, feeling a damp object hit her forehead.

Slowly opened her two beautiful eyes, under the dim light the figure of her smiling husband was expanding close to her.

"Aa, are you home?" fatma muttered with a distinctive raucous sound of waking up, curling her lips slightly, forming a smile.

"Dear, how cute is the bobonya?" a cuph! landing back to his kiss on the wife's forehead and cheeks. Then look for a remote to turn on the lights.

"Em .. glare." Fatma's voice softly while covering her face with both palms.

Arya took out a paper bag from her bag. Then give it to Fatma. "Darling, I have a gift for you. Hope you like it."

Fatma sits herself down after Arya offers her an item. "What's this?" Fatma pulled her hair back.

"Open up, baby" Arya said as she unfolded her jacket and formal attire.

Fatma's gaze was fixed on the box and it contained a beautiful set of jewels, more beautiful than the one she gave to the Goddess.

Fatma's hand rubbed her eyes several times, as if she could not believe what she was seeing. She gave the goddess jewelry sincerely. And Arya did not know it at all, because Fatma Idak said or asked for permission.

"Why?" arya asked while sitting beside her wife.

Fatma. "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Arya pulled her lips in a thin smile. Glancing towards the beautiful hanging wall clock.

"Aww .." cried Fatma suddenly put both of her cheeks that Arya pinched just like that. "It hurts!"

"It hurts, right? no more dreaming, right? hem?" arya asked as she cupped her hands together on Fatma's face.

"Hem .. felt a dream. yesterday I gave a set of jewelry to the Goddess as a gift, now even get it again, god's mass ..." Fatma covered her gaping mouth.

"Oh yeah? honey give the Goddess jewelry?" arya asked with a shriveled forehead.

"Yes, which ... I did not expect that I would get this instead, thank you very much dear?" Fatma hugged her husband's body very tightly.

"Ohok-ohoks. Fetid, my chest is tight, baby! don't want to be hugged." Reject Arya by pretending to cough.

By reflex, Fatma let go of her embrace. Look in wonder at the husband.

But seconds later, Arya laughed and hugged the wife while peeping her forehead lovingly.

Fatma hit Arya on the shoulder, saying. "What the hell? I really thought. You're evil." Her lips smile happily.

"Beloved together. Hope you like it?" arya said while holding the wife's cocoon in her chest.

"I like it so much. Did you know or did the Goddess say that she was given jewelry from me?" Fatma looked up for a moment, then hid her face in the chest over her husband.

"No, not at all. Aa, haven't spoken to the Goddess. Is he going to Bandung?" aryan fingers stroked Fatma's delicate cheeks with gentle movements.

"Continue?" ask Fatma again.

"Aaah, I'm willing to buy that. Here Aa put it on?" Arya took off her embrace.

Fatma's hand lifted her hair up, giving way for Arya to put her neck.

Arya put the necklace on Fatma's neck that beautiful level. "It's over." Then stick his chin next to Fatma's neck.

Fatma nodded at the necklace happily and the smile that expanded did not fade from her lips Fatma. "It's so pretty."

"Thank you for giving the Goddess a gift?" he muttered Arya while stroking Fatma's stomach which began to feel rounded.

"Either. Bobo yu baby? sleepy to me." Take Fatma with a spoiled tone.

After Arya cleaned herself up for a while, she returned and lay down near the wife who was waiting for her to finish her bath.

"Cock, haven't slept, baby?" arya asked while laying down her body, then hugged the body of the wife who had yawned several times.

"Huam ... not yet, baby hasn't slept either." Fatma tightened Arya's hand on her waist.

"Yes, we're bobo. I'm tired too, not pa-pa, right? if you don't see Dede baby first! so tired of it." Arya whispered while sticking her lips on the cheek.

Fatma lips curved beautifully. "No pa-pa. I'm also sleepy heavy." Reply again while closing both eyes.

Arya also reviewed her smile, then closed her eyes in the arms of the wife.

At present. Arya, Fatma and Rania are getting ready to leave for Bandung. In attending the event Dewi proposal with the Sultan, which will be carried out tomorrow.

Rania's face was very bright and carefree, willing to meet with aunty and Abah also umi there.

"Rania has missed out on aunty. Abah and umi. They were Rania's grandmother and grandfather too, right, Mam. Uh uh?" Rania looks up to Arya is storing the suitcase into her trunk assisted by Mr. Harlan and Mr. Dudin.

"Yes, dong. They are Umi and Abah Papa. So ... They're Rania's grandmother and grandfather too." Reply Arya.

"Rania darling .. yes dong .. they are grandmother, grandfather Rania and future Dede baby nih." Reveal Fatma while rubbing her stomach.

"Yey-yey-yey. Ey-yey-yey ... Rania wants to go to Bandung. Meet aunty, umi and abah." The boy was so carefree.

All three enter a car that has been heated by the driver.

Before entering. Fatma turned her head to the assistant and the others. "We go, if there's anything just call me."

"Well, ma'am, good-bye and be careful, hopefully come back soon." BI Ina nodded respectfully and expectantly.

Fatma's luxury car began to creep out of the courtyard. Leaving the Missions to the Bandung area, Arya was born and raised.

"Mama-Mama? if Dede baby grows up. So your mom's stomach is growing too?" Rania looked up to her mom.

"He'em baby, Mama's belly will grow. Nine months." Fatma said as she hugged Rania's shoulder which stroked her stomach.

"Mam, if the belly is big. Not heavy at all? Rania look at my friend's mom. It looks very heavy," added Rania again staring at Fatma.

"Em .. heavy, it was also the time when Mama was pregnant Rania so, heavy. sitting was not good. Sleep not soundly, want to go back and forth Mulu toilet, innate want to pee Mulu. Lying down is uncomfortable." Remember Fatma as she stroked the boy's hair.

"Ooh, is that it? poor huh? poor Mama!" rania's voice was slow.

Arya who was only listening, occasionally looked towards her wife and daughter. Sighs deeply, remembering the sacrifice of a mother.

"eat him. We should love the mother who gave birth to us. So many sacrifices for us from starting a lump of blood, until now we are like this." Arya steamy reminded especially for himself to love a mother. Including the wife.

Fatma and Rania looked at Arya who said so. Then Rania's bead eyes moved to look at her mother.

Rania's little hands hugged Fatma's body as she said. "Rania loves mama!"

Fatma smiled and returned the hug of her daughter. "Mama also loves Rania. Rania must be a child who is Soleh and love the same parents, family. Learn the right, the smart."

After a long time. In the end, the car driven by Mr. Harlan has approached the village where the Aryan family is located.

Fatma leaned with her eyes closed, and Rania fell asleep in her lap. While Arya is busy with her tablet with a side business affair.

"Nh ..." Arya squirms long and feels so good. Straightening the joints in his body that feels stiff.

The car stops in front of Abah and Umi's house. Arya turned to Rania and the wife who started to move felt that the car had stopped.

"It's over, baby." Arya's voice was quiet and held Rania.

"Hem." Fatma's hand rubbed her eyes that felt as tight and sleepy.

Arya has entered her house bringing Rania directly into the room. While Fatma was still in the car gathering her consciousness.

"Assalamu'alaikum Neng geulis? ooh the ghost of Umi. How are you doing? long time no see, Umi's grandson is also still in the womb?" lirih Umi welcomes Fatma with friendly and happy.

"Umi, Wa'alaikum greetings ... Alhamdulillah Umi's. How otherwise?" Fatma kissed umi's hand respectfully and the two hugged.

"Shukur atuh, if all is well. Beautiful mah bobo brought papa to the room." Added umi.

Further Fatma hugged the Goddess and kissed the back of Abah's hand which stood not far from the Goddess.

"Abah's daughter-in-law, how's she doing about Abah's first granddaughter?" asked Abah with a bright face.

"Alhamdulilah Abah, well. How's Abah doing?" ask Fatma back to her father-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah, enter yu? logged in." Bring Abah.

"Come, Neng? entered?" Jak Umi also while guiding Fatma's hand.

"Yu, Brother?" The goddess took the other hand.

Everyone entered the simple house of Abah. But very boisterous, crowded ....

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I'm so sad that I don't want to come? but still grateful anyway, thanks 🙏