Loving My Raised Mother

Congratulations yes

Fatma turned to the husband who was so serious about listening to his sister's proposal.

With smile. In Arya's heart said. "I was not rich. Just get married!"

"We didn't propose before, did we?" whispered Fatma while holding the hand of her husband.

"Hem .. how would you like a proposal dear .. just want a plan already married, but good anyway. We're going straight to courtship, "Arya replied with a smile and looked closely at the wife.

"Hem ... basic!" Fatma rubbed Arya's fine-haired jaw.

"What's the basis, honey? the ocean floor?" reply Arya while mesem.

The goddess began to sigh deeply with a slight faint smile from her lips. "With all humility. I ... would like to answer. But there are conditions that must be remembered when later after marriage!"

All eyes were on the beautiful-looking hooded girl, curious to know the answer.

"The terms I want to apply. That is when after marriage later. There are no words called kdrt and infidelity," said Dewi staring at the Sultan.

"Abang agrees. God willing there will be no such thing. And when that happens, you're ready to fight!" obviously the Sultan was full of spirit.

"Thank you in advance? and I ... would say .. yes ma-"

"Thank you ..." Sultan immediately gave thanks when he heard the answer from Dewi. Feel relieved and happy.

Likewise with the others said to each other Aamiin. And happy.

The family stared happily at the Sultan and Dewi. Finally, the official Goddess in the application of the sultan and Dewi is not entitled to accept the application of others.

"Alhamdulillah .. finally official as well." Arya and Fatma.

Now is the time to put the engagement ring on each finger. Who put up his engagement ring, by his mother who represents from the relevant party.

The event continued with congratulations, from all those present. After that continue eating, as the Sultan said earlier if the guests were hungry.

Now happiness is enveloping the two Abah families and the Sultan family. They also talked to the familiar.

"Congratulations? adek, Aa. now you are the future wife of the Sultan. And you sultan, don't bother? look out for that." Aryan Warnings to the Sultan.

"Astagfirullah. is it official? already under threat. My astonishment! instead of being happy even make misgivings, fate." Gerutu Sultan shook his head.

"Yey ... aunty same thing about Tatan being married." The voice of Rania who had just voiced since earlier he was silent following the event. Occasionally running but not boisterous.

"Suutt .. not yet dear, new fiancee you know, not married" said Fatma, rubbing the head of Rania.

"Ooh ... New fiancee huh?" the boy was dumb.

The Sultan and Dewi smiled at Rania who made a gemes.

"Congratulations, Om Tatan? be a husband," said Fatma to the Sultan and embraced Dewi.

"Nih your husband, haven't anything made me down, ha ha ha." The sultan laughed broadly.

"Hold, patience .. not long is also official. Congratulations huh? hopefully smoothly until halal," said Vishnu while hugging and patting the Sultan's back.

"Yes," replied the Sultan.

"Now it's just his spirit, the spirit of looking for money." Typhoon from behind.

"Of course dong .. that's for sure." Sultan nodded. "By the way my stomach is hungry. Go eat first! happiness also requires energy!"

Then the Sultan invited Dewi to eat a lot of dishes at the table.

After the show is over. All his friends and family at once the Sultan prepared to go home.

"Neng, when do you want to go back to Jakarta again?" sultan asked his fiancee.

"Em .. less know! Just like Aa and Fatma's brother, invited ya follow. Not invited, yes here." Reply Goddess.

"Ooh, yeah. Not pa-pa, and we'll get married. We'll stay in Jakarta." Sultan.

Goddess smiled sweetly. Then put his hands together on the Sultan who was preparing to go home.

"Anything home first?" pamit Sultan's.

The goddess nodded, then approached the prospective in-laws who were saying goodbye to Abah.

"When are we going to Jakarta?" fatma asked as she held her hand against Arya's neck.

"When do you want?" arya asked back, while stroking the wife's cheek.

"Woi, friendly mulu! don't make people hot dong?" the Sultan's voice shocked Arya and Fatma.

"Akh, just disturb you. Let's just say, our people are halal." I think Arya opened her eyes.

"Ha ha ha .. envious, say boss?" arya mocks her best friend.

"Well, I'm going home." Sultan bamitan's.

"Okay, be careful." Arya's hand patted Sultan's shoulder.

"Where is this Romania?" the Sultan's head was looking for the boy who saw him.

"Em .. he .. was the same kid playing," said

"All right, just tell me I'm home." Sultan Tympal.

Finally the Sultan's entourage returned to Jakarta, several cars crept in a procession.

Abah's family waved their hands to accompany their departure. After holding the application event that Alhamdulillah smoothly.

"Hah .. relief. Just two more months of marriage, mind again." Abah muttered to his wife.

"Yes, Abah we have to think about the wedding costs later." Timpal Umi is very Santi while walking into his house.

"There is no need to think about anything, make a wedding event later also the Sultan brought. But Aa has." Arya embraces her Abah shoulder.

"Yes," said Abah with a happy face.

At this time Arya was already in the new room finished cleaning herself. While Fatma was lying with Rania who asked to read a fairy tale.

"Tomorrow morning we go home, baby, afternoon Aa there is a task to replace a friend who has an obstacle." Arya said while wearing her pants.

Fatma stared fixedly at Arya with an intense look, in her heart saying. "Why not from earlier? let's get it in tomorrow!"

"Morning?" tanya Fatma was short.

"Yes, if you want five o'clock it's ready." Arya answered back.

"Yes already. Let's go home at five, I'll get things ready first." Fatma moved from her place of contention.

Arya prevented with her hands. "No, baby, let's just fix everything. Honey just sit sweet here.

"So tomorrow we go home, huh, Pah?" search Rania get up sitting on her lying spot.

Then the head of Arya turned to Rania. "Yes, honey. Should be going to school tomorrow. But ... Karana's still on her way. So the day after school."

"Oh .. okay. Rania bobo ah, let's not be bad." The boy lay down and closed his eyes.

Arya tidied up their things, like the clothes of the three of them and the laptops of Fatma and Arya.

"What do you need to bring, baby?" arya asked without looking.

Fatma who saw Arya's activities just muttered. "All bring, not much, and here's what!"

"alright. My angel .. everything is ready. Now we stay bobo, tired. Huam ..." Arya approached the wife while yawning.

Climb up to the bed while pushing his wife's body backwards. Rania is asleep.

Fatma placed her index finger on her lips while glancing towards Rania who had just slept. Afraid to wake up again.

Arya's lips turned back and pulled the blanket, curling the blanket over her body.

The blanket they wear is only for two, because Rania misah again the blanket. So more freely.

"Olah raga yu? I've missed it, while here don't visit baby." Take Arya and whisper.

Fatma remained silent. Wanna do it where? the bed is only fit for three. There is no place to fuck.

No response from his wife. Arya said again. "There is no place for us to play, well .. forced to be put on hold, in the balance also the scurity is too close." Whisper it again.

"Well .. that's what I think." Reply Fatma whose voice was barely heard so softly.

"Yes, no need. Tomorrow it's all." Whisper again Arya while short kiss the lips of the wife who feels cool and soft.

The two hugged Lalau closed both pairs of eyes, while prying to read a prayer.

But Arya's hand is not at home in one place. Moving exploring his favorite places ....

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Thank you my kind reader. Who is still faithful in the story of Fatma and Arya 🙏