Loving My Raised Mother

First Lady

Arya quickly turned her head and took the spoon into place without realizing anything.

Fatma just stared expressionlessly, there was a sense of tightness that greeted her chest and somehow and for what reason so suddenly came to torment.

Sister intends to come out after previously giving the drug to Fatma. "I'll excuse you, Mom. Ma." Nodding respectfully and kindly to the two, after a few steps to cross the door. The lips of the sister smiled and turned to Arya who attached a charger to her phone.

Fatma did not escape to see it, then moved her beautiful bead to Arya who also glanced at her. Finally they looked at each other and perverted then both of them shifted their eyes of directional abnormalities with erratic heartbeats.

"Hello, Hani bani sweety. I came to bring love, uh wrong. Bringing you lunch." The Sultan burst into a bag filled with food cups.

"Why are you standing there? eat?" The Sultan looked at Arya with a strange look in his eyes.

"Look, am I checking my phone? nanya again," said Arya while grinning the usual.

Then the two of them ate their lunch. Arya had offered Fatma but Fatma shook her head and tried to close her eyes.

Finish eating and cleaning it. Arya and Sultan rushed to the mosque to perform Dzuhur prayers. And before his first farewell to Fatma with a soft voice afraid to disturb his rest, with hearing still clear Fatma nodded slowly.

Both went quite quickly. The wide steps of the two immediately towards the ablution. "It feels like asking permission from the first lady" chirped the Sultan who Arya himself did not ngeh.

After the prayer both feel calmer and look fresh face, back to walk leave the mushola.

"Bro, now feel you have a First Lady, ask permission first. Is that Renata?" The Sultan repeated the question.

"Ha, same. Obviously she's my fiance." Reply Arya and a little daydreaming considering her lover how are you now?

"Yes, but now I rarely see you walking with her anymore-"

"I went to his house." Arya cut the word Sultan.

"Ooh, Kirain rarely meets that. Right now his attention is on the first lady. Ha ha ha ...."

"What the hell are you?" arya said while mesem. The two go hand in hand, with Arya and Sultan occasionally commenting on her sweet smile at the sisters who cross paths with her.

"Eh, I want to talk!"

"What's? speak." speak." Arya stopped her steps for a moment.

"I. .. do not intend to interfere in matters beyond my capacity, but. It's like it's stuck in the chest if it's not spoken." The Sultan this time looked serious and convincing.

Degh's!

Arya was a little bit of a face to face with the Sultan. "meaning? don't make people curious." Pat the shoulder of the Sultan who spoke a little long-winded.

"He he he .. curious huh?" The Sultan laughed.

"Ah, by the way is hard." Arya was about to melengos felt played by her best friend.

"eeh, uh. Waitaminute! okay I'm talking now, I can't wait to be a person. Lookie! I've seen Renata both with Doni."

Degh's!

"Certainly? they used to like to hang out. So what's weird?" Arya hid her suspicions.

"If you're hanging out, bro! these are just two, nothing else. Whose girl is that?"

"Beautiful?"

"Yes, Beautiful. He's not around, every time I see him and maf huh? if my view is wrong? his movements were more than ordinary friends.

"Ah, it's just your mind, bro." Aryan Elak.

"First, okay. I also often see them hanging out. But ordinary! not like lately that feels strange," said Sultan in a serious tone.

Arya stared blankly at the Sultan. Indeed, he himself also suspects the fiancee but he thinks ah just an ugly mind that should be thrown away.

"I believe them, Tan. And I know both of them well so there's no reason for me to be suspicious or anything? they are just ordinary friends," he admitted Arya full of trust, although it is undeniable there is a little taste that makes him riled.

"You believe so much in them? but what's wrong you have to be vigilant bro." Sultan reminded.

"Yes, thanks for the attention, bro?" arya said while patting Sultan on the shoulder. Then he stepped into Fatma's room.

The Sultan stared at the back of Arya who passed away leaving him. After that, he followed Arya's wide steps.

"Hey, wait? how am I left out anyway?" screeched Sultan while dipping to the right and to the left.

Arya entered with a greeting in her heart. Netra caught Fatma holding her cell phone.

Seeing the owner of the phone coming, Fatma immediately said. "I'm sorry? I'm gonna take your phone. I'm pinching Mom's phone at home."

"Yes, don't wear pa-pa." Arya nodded no problem. Then he sat himself on the sofa and the Sultan did not come for long.

"Died me anyway?" while throwing his ass on the sofa then play a game.

Fatma put Arya's phone in place but seconds later Arya's phone rang, Fatma just stared alternately at Arya who closed her eyes. The Sultan also looks unconcerned, finally With doubt Fatma take and see whose contact Arya calls.

Degh's!

A contact named "Honey Q" Fatma immediately put the phone in its original place. Must be the girl called Arya asking her whereabouts. Aryan these few days with him. Huoh ... Fatma takes her breath out of her mouth.

The Sultan turned to the source of the voice, where Arya's cell phone rang continuously. His eyes moved on Arya. "Bro, mobile noh ... the sound of the mouth raised napa? once it's your fiancee."

Arya opened her eyes, deliberately she did not want to lift anyone she let alone Renata, the Sultan's speech had penetrated her heart and mind. But in the end he woke up and took the phone and touched the green icon.

Arya walked out, while gluing the phone near the ear. After being outside.

^^Arya: "Hello?"^^^

^^Renata: "Where are you? I miss it."^^^

^^^Arya: "I'm visiting a sick brother."^^^

^^Renata: "I, get there?"^^^

^^Arya: "Em, no! I'm gonna go home and go straight there, okay?"^^^

Arya refuses if Renata follows her there. Incidentally want to shower and change clothes and bring dirty clothes to wash first.

^^^Arya: "Yes .. has it been? I'll be there, most nights. Okay?"^^^

^^^Arya: "Yes, I must have come."^^^

The phone he put in his pants pocket. Then he took his step into the room but just went through the door.

"Om handsome?" the voice of the child calling. Who else would call a handsome om if not the little girl named Rania.

Arya turned around looking at the ready who was coming. "Rania .. has finally come along." Arya crouched down and spread out both her hands.

"Great people always take care of Mama, right?" the boy's innocent eyes stared fixedly at Arya.

"Oohs. Sure, Om keep your mama going until mama Rania is bored of the same Om." Arya glanced at Fatma who gave her smile.

Sultan who was busy playing games soared up and saw the boy who was funny and made a gemes. Smile ones.

"Really Mam?" Rania saw the mother who could not be separated from her smile.

Fatma simply responded with a nod. Justifies.

"Thank you, huh Om handsome? take care of Mama. Rania sa-ya-ng Om handsome." Rania hugged Arya very tightly.

"Beloved together," Arya replied as she tightened her embrace on the boy.

"Where are you, baby?" sapa bu Wati to Fatma after being close to Fatma who changed his position to sit.

"It's a little better, Mom. it feels like tomorrow also ask to go home. Bored here continue, oya bring what I ordered?" tanya Fatma glanced at Mia who was carrying a paper bag.

"Bring, young lady. Clothes, bath soap. Fragrance oils and moisturizers. One more cell phone, oh yeah there's one more, underwear." Mia unmitigated to remove the contents of the paper bag.

What makes it uncomfortable, Fatma's underwear he took out and he showed. Fatma felt ashamed of the two men who were there, even though Fatma had signaled to be included immediately but Mia did not understand. Fatma could only scratch her non-itchy nape.

"Mia, would you please put it all back in? shame on!" squealing Fatma who was restrained on Mia, her eyes slightly widened on her personal clothes.

The Sultan's eyes glared with the deep glasses belonging to Fatma whose size .. the standard is with the owner's. His lips round with his fad said. "Waw ... her glasses are pretty lacy."

Plaque!

Sultan's spah at Arya. "Body is ashamed." Half whispered.

"Eh, i-yes." Mia was shy after realizing that her employer's underwear was exposed when she was removed from her paper bag.

Bu Wati glanced quickly at Mia. "Mia, what the hell are you!"

"Sorry big lady?" Mia lowered her head in shame and regret mixed into one.

The atmosphere became tense and a little awkward. The Sultan's gaze combed into everything that looked awkward.

"Hey, little lady? how come this one is not in court anyway? boro-boro gets a hug, not fair. Though this Om is also not less handsome as he." The Sultan tried to melt the atmosphere.

"Om who the hell is this? don't know me. Then Rania wants to come to the handsome om can not be." Babble the child while glancing towards Arya who was holding her.

"Oh, this is Temen Om, just told Om to take the Om motor there. Rania wanted to come? what if Om is a kidnapper, if Rania wants to?" Arya stared fixedly.

"But. Om this looks good Kok," replied Rania his eyes continue to look towards the Sultan.

"Basic Om is restless. This kid knows that I am a good person. Lah him .. Thought I was the kidnapper. Just the origin of it." Sultan grumbling.

"Ih, angry! kan. If only, don't think strangely." Arya doesn't want to lose.

"Aah .. I'm dizzy .. hear you guys fighting. Rania is lazy to hear it." Shouted the boy, standing while folding his hands on his chest. His face looks funny to those who see.

The sultan also followed with Rania's expression, kneeling down to be somewhat on par with the little girl. "Om also dizzy, lazy to make friends with a handsome om. Make a baby headache."

"Ha ha ha .. this Om is funny. Follow Rania all! Rania is angry."

"Om angry too!" Sultan Sok threw his face away from the little boy. And finally chuckles.

Arya also smiled apparently Rania the figure of a child who is easy to get along or communicate with others. Including himself and the Sultan.

Fatma and Bu Wati did not stop smiling watching Rania who looked happy with Arya and Sultan. Then Fatma looked towards the mother. "Dad how are you doing now?"

"Lumayan is improving, Fatma. I can walk out."

"Ooh, thank goodness." Fatma nodded, her hand holding her mobile phone.

"I want to go home first, where are you going?" ask the Sultan.

"Well, I'm home too. I'm here on your bike, bro. If you don't come home! when I scatter? it's not ethical ah at least take me home that." The Sultan stood up and kept his cell phone.

Arya approaches Fatma and Bu Wati. For farewell. "Sister, Ma. I want to go home first. It's not good to want to take a shower and my clothes from yesterday are dirty, all you want to wash first."

"Yes, how come home? keep looking after Fatma who dong?" disappointed in Bu Wati's face.

As well as Fatma, there is a sense of heaviness to leave behind. But there is no right to prevent or ask him to stay with her. All he could do was nod with a smile.

"God willing, I'll be back tonight. If there is no obstacle," continued Arya while rubbing the head of Rania who looked sad.

"Yes ... Oh, how come home anyway? Rania, just arrived. So, Mama who's the nemenin? if papa comes and hurts Mama again, what? no one wants to dong!" The boy's chatter made the smell that heard.

"Darling ... Om home. Not long and will return soon. Rania take care of mama first yes change the same Om. Rania is a child of pinter and understanding." Arya convinces Rania to go back to look after her mother.

Arya crouched down and looked at Rania's sad face. Hugged it. Swiping Rania's back gently. Arya's heart melos sad to hear the words papa come and hurt mama. "Yes Allah ..." Inner Aryan.

So did Fatma and Bu Wati, feeling bitter. A child this small must know the figure of a father who is arrogant to his own mother.

Fatma wiped the wet end of her eyes. "Honey .. feeling from earlier Om continue deh who Rania hugged. Mama is not hugged! said darling?"

Rania took off her arms from Arya and flew to Fatma, Bu Wati helped up and hugged her mother and hid her face in the niche of Fatma.

Arya stood up and walked to get her dirty clothes. "Assalamu'alaikum .. I go home first."

"Wa'alaikum salam .. be careful." Reply to Wati. The back of Arya and Sultan.

Sultan followed from behind. "Looks like that kid's close to the benget aren't you bro?"

Arya did not respond to the Sultan's words, he looked dumbly staring blankly at the road he went through.

"You have the glue, right? to the extent that the boy was very tacky," repeated Sultan back while patting his shoulder Arya who was dumbfounded while walking ....