Loving My Raised Mother

Coquettish

As the head of Fatma looked up, there was a hint of unwillingness to hear Arya want a task. "Ooh."

In the end, the porridge was both gone. When on the last mouthful, the door was knocked from the outside as Adi's head nodded respectfully.

"Excuse me. I want some water to drink." He pointed at the empty bottle he was carrying.

Fatma nodded, and so did Arya and threw away her porridge. Continue to the bathroom.

"Thank you, Madam!" adi said and then resigned.

"Yes, yes Mr. Adi. Later please go to the office to pick up the files, and later my secretary gives it to Mr. Adi." Fatma.

"Okay, young lady." Adi nods. Oya one more, but .. not so." Fatma expressed her intention.

Around eight o'clock came the doctor and nurse to check on Fatma's health.

Completed the complaint consultation. Fatma checked her etc heartbeat, as well as changing bandages.

"Where's doc? can I go home today?" fatma asked the young-looking male doctor.

"Your health has begun to stabilize, but to go home .. you should rest here another day. Let's be well controlled his condition, tomorrow can only go home" said the doctor.

"Oh, yes, I have. Then, thank you doc?" Fatma nodded.

"Together, hopefully the better his condition huh?" The doctor was so friendly and looked at Fatma so closely and commented on her sweet smile.

Arya who was there felt a strange thing, did not like to see the doctor looking at Fatma like that.

The doctor and nurse came out of the room, having previously given Fatma the drug. Fatma and Arya are there.

"Where? want to take a break or go for a walk?" tawar Arya while bringing the wheelchair closer to Fatma.

"Em .. if you want to send it anyway can," said Fatma warmly welcomed Arya's offer.

"It's impossible not to offer if you don't want to send, yu?" Arya stood behind the chair. "Be careful." His request was when Fatma came down and moved to a wheelchair.

"It seems like the way is strong. But afraid of being tired to be practical in a wheelchair only!" said Arya while pushing Fatma out of the room to breathe fresh air.

"Hem." Fatma nodded while breathing a sigh of relief outside the room to the elevator to go down even though it was just a walk.

Adi's friend also came to just keep his employer from afar. Arya kept pushing Fatma until the front stop of the park. Green leaves, flowers there are red and yellow.

Fatma's vision combed the flowers. Looking beautiful and smelly, his hand swept touching the flower.

Aryan hands stall and pluck a rose that is yellow. But before the daze and there happened to be a nurse passing by. "Sus. Can I have a rose? one time! huh uh? It's beautiful."

Fatma turned to Arya who was conversing with the sisters. With a seducing tone, staring with a difficult gaze to interpret.

"Ooh, can you be handsome. Please but just one, huh? especially if the flowers are for me, of course I will accept with pleasure." Reply sister with her flirtatious tone.

Fatma rolled her eyes at those words. Accompanied by his head. "Genite." he muttered softly.

"Well, thank you, pretty boy?" arya gave a friendly smile. The rose was then given to Fatma.

The Netra of Fatma's eyes looked at the flower and Arya took turns. Even if you don't know what it means? but with a rumbling heartbeat Fatma took the flower. "Thank you?"

"Together! not enjoying the fresh air? it'll be angry again like yesterday because of the burning skin." Arya remembered that time.

"But I've apologized and I bought body lotion to treat it" said Arya, grinning.

"Yes anyway. Yes, go back to the room. Oya! you have not slept from last night so you have to rest especially later in the afternoon to work," said Fatma attentively.

Arya was dumbfounded and imagined again that Doni did to the lover. Sneaked again in the heart, last night he could not sleep because of the thought about it.

"Hi, dumb again. Will you let me overheat like yesterday?" fatma's voice was rather high and made Arya aware.

"Yes, I'm sleepy" he said, pulling the wheelchair that Fatma was sitting in.

"I'm sleepy, don't connect." Fatma muttered while kissing the flower from Arya earlier.

Arriving in the room. Fatma was immediately suguhi the file she had requested from the office taken by Adi.

While Arya laid herself on the next bed with the position of sleeping face down she tried to sleep in preparation for the night of duty.

Fatma struggled with the laptop and the files in front of her. Even though his head still feels dizzy sometimes. Occasionally looking towards Arya who fell asleep face down but his face towards him, so Fatma could freely see clearly handsome face even in a state of sleep.

Fatma's lips are attracted to paint a smile. Then redirect his eyes on the laptop and his fingers are busy with the keyboard.

Pas Dzuhur Arya's body moves and tilts her body.facing towards Fatma who is still busy with her laptop. He rubbed his eyes that felt so good. Sleepy and reluctant to get up, Arya woke up and sat down cross-legged and rubbed her face.

Then get off the bed walking towards the bathroom with a slightly shrewd step caused still dizziness just woke up.

Both beads of Fatma's eyes stared at Arya's back which eventually disappeared behind the door. Then return to direct his gaze on the laptop screen.

"From playing Mulu's laptop, not tired?" arya's voice suddenly came close to him.

"Lho, did I just see you go in the bathroom?" Fatma was astonished while pointing towards the bathroom.

"I said, from earlier playing laptop mulu .. not tired?" rean Arya stared fixedly at Fatma.

"I-I work, not mess around," elak Fatma confidently said.

"Yes, work but your condition is not stable and you have to rest a lot. Not even having lunch, let alone taking medicine, right?" arya's hand courageously closed Fatma's laptop.

"Iih .. I have a job." Fatma Complaints. But Arya kept her laptop away. Then he ordered her to lunch.

"Lunch, take medicine. Rest. Just opened the laptop again." Aryan Emphatic.

Fatma obeyed the words of Arya. From eating to sleeping to resting.

Seeing Fatma lying down. Arya went and paid to the mosque for dzuhur prayer. Fatma responded with a nod.

Arya who crossed the door and Fatma's bodyguard, immediately stood up and greeted with a smile.

"You have not prayed Dzuhur?" arya looked at the two.

"Not Master," said Adi while looking down deeply.

Aryan's lips show off her white teeth. "Come together, we'll have a meal together."

The three went hand in hand to the mushola to fulfill their obligations ....