Loving My Raised Mother

Happiest

Days change, Sundays go by. And the months were alternating, Fatma's stomach was noticeable and enlarged and now even five months.

Fatma was so enjoying her role as a pregnant woman who was very spoiled by her husband. Even Umi often come and accompany and pay attention to his favorite ghost.

Currently Fatma is in the wedding of Dewi and Sultan held in a building and of course in Bandung.

Though Fatma had ordered his show at Mension aja beer not far away. But Abah wants to be held in Bandung alone because many relatives there who will feel far away if the wedding of Dewi in Jakarta.

The wedding of the Sultan and Dewi was very wise, going very smoothly. It was such a festive reception. With gambus music and artists from Jakarta, all are happy with the happiness of the bride and groom.

Arya was very happy with their marriage, finally she felt calm that her sister was married too.

"Where are you going?" arya asked the wife who passed by her side.

"You take a drink, thirsty!" Fatma turned her head and stopped her steps.

"Let's go, Aa's the one who got it. Honey just sit here." Arya moved and told Fatma to sit back.

"Mama? where's papa?" asked Rania who just came directly to ask Arya.

"Oh, that's .. papa?" fatma replied while pointing towards Arya who was taking drinks for her.

"What do you want, baby?" fatma asked as she stroked her stomach which started to feel moving.

"No, it's a doang." The kid was wailing at the lewd. Then ran over to his peers.

"Hit ..." Fatma shook her head to look at Rania's behavior.

"Dear drinking. Oya, if you want something to say just do not hesitate! honey, you can't be tired." Arya gave me a glass of fruit water.

Fatma smiled. "Thank you baby!"

"Together my angel!" Arya sat back near Fatma and talked to her friends.

Because I feel hot and want to rest. Fatma asked to go home Abah againan already afternoon and soon changed the night.

"I'm tired, want to rest?" whispered Fatma to the husband who was busy chatting with his friends.

"Hem, you want to go home? to your house?" ask Arya back while bringing her ears closer to the wife.

"Yes, I want a break .." I think Fatma is still in a soft voice.

"Is my spoiled Beby candidate? Until I want to go home? alright. We're going home now." Arya grabbed Fatma's hand with her to stand up.

"We'll find Rania first." Fatma said softly, then the two said goodbye to the invited guests who were enjoying their meals and entertainment as well.

Arya and Fatma say goodbye to Abah and Umi. Also the two brides asking why rush home?

And Arya said that the soy sauce and want to rest in Abah's house.

"Rania wants to go home now? Mama wants it now, tired." Fatma rubbed the head of Rania gently.

"Ke Jakarta is not Mam? to Jakarta? don't be .. Don't make money now. Is the show not finished yet?" protest the boy.

"No, to umi's house." Fatma is back.

"Rania's gonna go home the same, Umi, huh?" umi said to the granddaughter.

The boy was silent for a moment as if he was thinking. "Ec ... Natalia ... Rania .. would like to come with papa and mama, Umi. Poor baby candidate has no friends."

Abah, umi and the people who were there. Throwing each other a smile at the words of Rania just now. Rich baby was born just no friend. Lah ... still in the stomach.

Arya heard it. Then back to Abah and Umi. He approached his wife and daughter.

"Yes, we're going home?" take Arya to his wife and daughter.

"Okay," welcome Rania. "Change. Umi, Rania go home first huh?"

"Yes, already. If you don't want to be the same umi," reply me gently.

"Yes. Same mom dad's sliding in here?" fatma said as she looked at Arya.

"I don't know, it's been to the Missions times." Fatma said while shaking her head.

"So how do you want to go home here?" ask Arya back.

"Em .. just go home." Fatma wants to go back to Abah's house.

"All right." They walked closer to the parking lot. Then entered the car that was driven by Mr. Harlan.

"Road, Sir? to Abah's house,"

The driver nodded. Directly hit the gas drive forward his car.

"Oma and opa want to come here too, Mom?" ask Rania to her mother.

"Yes dear," Fatma nodded as she rubbed her stomach.

Rania also rubbed the mother's stomach. "Grandfather, brother always accompany adek really. Take it easy brother will always be there for baby." Chirping Rania while kissing her belly Fatma.

Fatma and Arya throw each other a smile to see the boy who looks affectionate with his future brother even though he is still in the stomach.

"Brother Rania sweet dear yes the same adek hem?" arya asked while rubbing the head of Rania.

"Darling, Papa. What a shame," said the boy.

"Goddessa ..." Arya kissed the boy's forehead affectionately.

"No pa-pa, right? if it's a girl?" now it was Fatma's turn to ask and look closely at her little daughter.

Rania was silent for a moment while moving her clear bead of eyes. And continued to kiss Fatma's stomach also on her swab.

"No. pa-pa. Daughter too, let her friend play a doll." The answer is resigned, even though at that time it wanted to be a man.

"Masya Allah ... is the man and the woman the same? the important thing is healthy and should be in love too huh?" arya said with a soft word.

"Yes, Pah!" Rania nodded.

Not long after, they had reached Abah's house and Fatma immediately rested in the room.

Accompanied by Rania and Arya, they previously performed congregational prayers first.

"What would you like to bring with you Papa? Oya Papa get me some fruit?" bargain Arya while sitting herself on the edge of the bed.

"Em. Same drink, huh?" Fatma smiled sweetly at her husband. Grateful to be noticed by her husband.

"Well, did Rania get it?" Rania is getting out of bed.

"No-no. Papa's the one who got it? Rania is here with mom. Okay?" prevent Arya while moving away from the room.

"Okay, Papa." Rania is back playing doll.

Not long ago Arya came back with fruit and drank it. Make three.

Fatma rested her head on Arya's shoulder. Enjoy this togetherness with a husband who sometimes rarely meet. Busyness.

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Within a few months Aldian met a woman who was one of his preconceptions. Love to drink, hang out at nightclubs and have fun with quotes.

But who would have thought. If the woman is wilder and more fierce than Aldian himself, making Aldian often overwhelmed to face him in everything including in bed.

Aldian was often defeated and lost the match, making the woman furious. And dare to kick, hit Aldian ....

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These two days I'm not very fit, maybe because my body is less fit. Please support🙏