Loving My Raised Mother

Attention

All turned their heads towards the source of the sounds coming from behind, including Arya.

Apparently there Fatma was crouching to pick up the broken glass that she had just brought from the dining table.

Arya half leaped towards that crouching Fatma. ''Why Brother?''

"Why baby?" Ms. Wati sounded worried.

"My glass fell, ma'am, accidentally." Reply to Fatma by staying focused on picking up the debris. Although it has been banned and will be done by Ina.

"You!" hiss Fatma after her index finger hit a fraction and immediately bleed.

Arya, who was also crouching and helping to collect the shards, panicked and grabbed Fatma's hand quickly, and she poked Fatma's injured finger with her mouth. Then he brought it near the sink.

"Which hansaplast plaster? please Mom." Pinta Arya on the housekeeper. "Be careful, brother!"

What an unexpected treatment by Fatma and her family, Fatma did not stop seeing Arya who looked panicked and anxious with a wound on her finger.

A very attentive and warm treatment. Then Arya turned her head towards Fatma who kept looking at her. So Fatma looked nervous then turned her face. "Son't go to nothing, is he?"

"Nope-no. Already," Fatma muttered as she pulled her hand from Arya's grasp.

"Ow .. be careful dong dear. BI, get everything done. Don't let anything remain, will you? danger." Bu Wati's word to Ina and Mia. After his attention was on Fatma.

"I'm not pa-pa Ma'am. Just a small wound really," said Fatma to the mother.

"Mama?"

"Rania, don't come here, baby. Let Mama go there!" pinta Arya on Rania.

Fatma is further amazed by Arya's attention to herself and Rania. Then Fatma walked over to Rania who looked anxious and saw the wound of the mother.

"Eatya, Rania don't like to play dangerous objects huh? it'll hurt like Mama." Fatma's hand stroked her daughter's puffed cheek.

"Do you need to see a Fatma doctor? it looks like your personal driver has arrived" said Mr. Wijaya.

"No, I'm fine!" reject Fatma.

"Yes, honey. To the doctor, huh? I'm taking you," continued Ms. Wati.

"Mother .. This is just a small wound, Jagan is worried about it ah." Fatma kekeh. "Yes, thank you? it's been such a concern!" Fatma turned her blind eyes to the petrified Aryan.

Again Fatma shook her head. "No." Raising his injured hand was convincing not as badly as they had imagined.

After that, Arya returned to say Dangan heartbeat that was still not neutral occasionally looking towards Fatma. His heart became anxious.

Fatma and Bu Wati drive Arya to the front door. Rania who stuck to Arya is very difficult to let Arya go home. Must be full of persuasion first want to escape from Arya.

At this time Arya had fled on her motorcycle, after disappearing then Fatma entered following the step of the mother. The one who closed the door first.

"Son Arya is very considerate, have you known each other for a long time?" search Bu Wati on Fatma who was going straight to the room.

"Mia, take Rania to the room? it's night." it's already night." Fatma glanced at Mia. The nanny of Rania.

After Rania and Mia Taka were there, Fatma sat down on the sofa as her parents.

"You've known me a long time?" ask the father. Looks curious about the closeness of Arya with her daughter alone puppet.

Then Fatma told her the truth from the beginning, a few years ago. If Arya is a young man who he helped his college, until he can achieve his goals like now who works as a pilot.

Both Fatma's parents nodded in understanding. But they never thought they would ever be known? even though they live abroad but at least once a year they return to Indonesia.

"Why don't you introduce Fatma's father?" said mr. Wijaya.

"Not yet, Dad."

"Well, I like him. Polite and loving." Timpal Bu Wati who admires the figure of Arya.

After talking about Arya it ended. Everything dispersed to their respective contest places, now Fatma was in her room and immediately cleaned her who felt sticky and smelly with sweat.

About 20 minutes of soaking. Fatma came out of the bathroom wearing a kimono. But the bead of his eyes found someone, namely Aldian was already on the bed. Lying on your side with your hands resting your head.

"Good night, dear?" her greeting made Fatma feel disgusted.

"Comeout. I'm gonna take a break." Pinta Fatma's.

"Well! can't I be in my wife's room?" then rise and approach so that Fatma dodges ....

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