Loving My Raised Mother

Blame me

Fatma had difficulty standing because her body was in pain and felt all crumpled. Assisted by the mother and her assistant to the sofa.

"You why Nak ... why.." stared intensely at Fatma with a sad and bitter look, this one child was too unwilling to be known to others if there was a problem even though it was a parent.

"I'm not pa-pa ma'am ..." Fatma leaned her head against the sofa.

"It's okay Fatma ... You have trouble standing up?" bu Wati's head shook with incomprehension. Then glanced at Arya who was still standing looking towards Fatma.

Arya was still standing while looking towards Fatma, her breathing still rumbling. Tired of fighting Bi Ina gave a glass of mineral water to Arya who was immediately welcomed and sipped while crouching. "Thank you Bi?"

"Together Mr." Bi Ina nodded.

"Son, Arya's not into nothing?" ask Bu Wati to Arya.

"Lumayan, Ma. Fatigued and sick, Arya replied and then approached and sat on the sofa.

"There are so many people here, why not ask for help? don't face it alone while you can't fight!" Arya protested against Fatma whom she thought was too relaxed.

"Kok you're mad at me? I fought with all my might! and I don't want to make this whole house bothered-"

"Even if you lay lifeless for example," Aryan's words cut the sentence from Fatma's mouth.

Fatma was silent for a moment while grinning withstanding the pain. "You're blaming me! you don't know anything in the household" said Fatma as she looked down at the floor.

"I do not know and have no experience in household but .. at least I know how to respect a wife," said Arya while turning her eyes to Ms. Wati.

"Son, Arya is right baby .. if you're all that screaming, don't just shut up. What if he really is upset? how's your fate, baby?" bu Wati said so softly and felt sad.

Fatma's breath was so one-sided as to drink the water available nearby. "BIS. Take me upstairs." Pinta Fatma while lowering her legs to the floor her facial expression was in pain.

Bi Ina approached and held onto Fatma's shoulder to help her stand up, while Fatma was so difficult to stand with her body feeling crumpled, especially the buttocks and hips.

Arya could not bear to see it so that he unconsciously dripped clear water in the corner of his eyes, he was filled to see the current state of Fatma and stood closer to Fatma who approached Bu Wati to help.

"Bi, Mum. Let me help you" Arya said to the two women and immediately heeded Arya's words. Stay away from Fatma's body.

Fatma sat back because she was standing also unable to for now. Her eyes were staring at Arya who was getting closer.

Arya bowed and grabbed Fatma's body while saying. "Sorry." Arya carried Fatma's weak body that looked helpless.

Fatma's body floated and spontaneously held a hand on Arya's shoulder while looking at the man's face with an erratic feeling. His heart was pounding continuously surging from its place.

Likewise with Arya who he felt at this time was not much different from Fatma, his heart trembled. Dag Dig dug is like a bedug. Moreover, the tail of his eyes found the woman's face so close and continued to look at her. "Ah .. makes Arya wrong. "Show me the room." So slow it was barely audible, but Fatma's bead eyes moved as if hearing what Arya meant.

Arya's steps have climbed several stairs to the top floor. Where Fatma's room is, Arya looks back to see that Wati's mom is following from behind.

"Review Nak Arya, be careful. Must be heavy, huh?" the voice of Mrs Wati from behind.

"Ah no pa-pa, ma'am. This is also a spy!" reply Arya while mesem.

Making Fatma also pulled her lips to smile thin even though it hurt.

"Yes, said Mother, be careful .. while be careful it must wear the eyes yes!" reply Arya while setting foot upstairs and Fatma pointed towards the door of her room.

Bu Wati precedes and opens the door, blak.

"I'm sorry, I'm sassy to enter your room" said Arya. "Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salam ...."

Arya stepped into Fatma's room and went straight to the big bed. Then put it there.

Fatma sighed and inched to the shoulder of the bed that had been covered with several pillows by the mother.

"Thank you? indirectly you've gotten into my trouble, now how do you get out of my problem?" lirih Fatma while pulling a blanket over her body.

"Yes, maybe I've been presumptuous to enter that area. But fate that says something else like your entry into my life which at that time required your helping hand. So I am now, nothing compared to your presence in my life. Which may never be avenged," said Arya at a glance and then turn his gaze in another direction.

Fatma looked down and looked at the mother who was sitting not far from her. "Mom, don't let Aldian into this room! Oya please tell bi Ina to take out the remnants of her stuff in the closet. Eject, immediately!"

"Yes, you're out first, aren't you?" Mrs Wati took her foot to the floor.

"Oyeah, I'll take care of you! it's noon." Arya said goodbye, not good too if only alone with Fatma in this room.

"eeh. Arya kid, don't go home for lunch!" pinta Bu Wati's.

"No, Mom. Oya what father? doesn't it seem like there's any business outside?" arya asked while staring at Wati and Fatma's mom alternately.

The two lyrics each other. Then Ms. Wati said. "Dad got sick because Aldian attacked him this morning."

"What?" Arya frowned. "That's not wrong I just heard?" Arya's eyes turned sharp.

"Yes, Aryan boy. That's right." Reply ma'am Wati sad.

"Astagfirullah .." muttered Arya while rubbing her face rough. "Where is dad now? can I see him?"

Again Arya's gaze made Fatma wrong. "Bo-can."

"Come, Arya boy. I'll drop!" Mrs Wati walks in front of Arya.

Before Arya takes her steps follow Wati ma'am. Arya again turned to look at Fatma who immediately looked down unwilling to return her gaze.

Then Arya went down the stairs one by one following the first Wati bu.

"Aunt Ina, please go to the young lady's room. Waiting right now." Wati ma'am orders, then looks towards Arya and takes her to her room with her husband.

"What's wrong, ma'am? were rumblings? I'd love to get out, but no one comes near me." Pa Wijaya's voice after seeing the wife enter. He was upset that he had hoped someone would come but no one would come ....

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