Loving My Raised Mother

Sulking

Fatma leaves Rania. He was sure that the crab Rania would subside if he left, on the other hand also Fatma felt surprised this child so keen to meet Arya.

Rania Nanyain was her father after the incident. Another with Arya was asked to be missed to whine everything. Fatma shook her head as she sat on the sofa opening her shoes, then stepped her feet towards the bathroom after previously saving the shoes to Wardrobe.

"Tuh, right .. her mother became angry with Rania. How dong darling? pity her mama's tired, Rania's fussy." Bu Wati approached Rania. The child had stopped crying and the rest was wet on the cheeks, Wati ma'am rubbed Rania's face with a tissue.

Rania fell silent with her bead eyes fixed to the top floor.

"Rania kangen is the same?" ask Ms Wati back or just spoiled just want to make Mama angry or what?" said Ms. Wati while stroking the little girl's head.

Netra Rania's eyes moved looking towards Omanya. "Kangen Oma, Rania kangen."

Ms. Wati and her husband threw eyes at each other and both smiled.

"Why if Om just call and tell him to come here? howa .. opa also misses the same om handsome," said Mr. Wijaya while staring at the child.

Hearing his opinion the boy was very enthusiastic. "But, said my mother. Om his busy Opa ...."

"Lah .. yes, try it first, if not tried, who knows, come ... right?" this is the opinion of pumping.

Rania nodded her head. With a finger tapping on the chin. "Where's the Opa phone?"

"Hem, does Rania know her Om number?" search Bu Wati.

"Non Rania is a dull boy, Madam .." said Mia who was sitting on the sofa opposite Rania.

Mr. Wijaya gave his phone to the boy. Skillfully Rania types Arya mobile no on her opanya mobile phone.

Tut ... Tut ... Tut ... Tut ....

Several times the phone connection was not lifted because indeed if the unknown no, Arya never received it.

The face of the boy who was cheerful, now back moping durja. It looks sad and sad.

"Yes ... busy times omnya, yes it's another time huh? Oma believes that om must be here even if I don't know when," said Bu Wati to calm Rania, her granddaughter.

"Yes, we play in the park or swim the same aunty yu?" Mia persuaded the boy to cheer up again.

"That's it, mending play. Want Opa temenin? same with Oma too?" continued Bu Wati while hugging the tiny body.

But Rania refused to be hugged and shook her head and ran up the stairs without a word she said.

Mr. Wati, Mr. Wijaya and Mia looked at the footsteps of Rania who quickly ran to the top floor.

After about 15 minutes of Fatma in the bathroom indulging in the bathtub, she came out with a kimono towel.

There was a rush of steps towards the door of Fatma's room. Fatma's eyes were fixed on the door leaf that was still closed and finally opened and then appeared a surly little boy. Walk quickly to the mother.

"Mama, let's go to the handsome house?" his hands were tugging at Fatma's fingers.

"Okay, dear ... why the hell? you don't know, I never went there! she never took her mom there"

"Lie, mama must know her address!" Rania kekeh's.

"Mama lied, Rania knew Mama lied." The boy again shed tears.

"Darling ... Dengerin Mama huh? next month we go to Bandung, the same opa and Oma also all vacation, want?" said Fatma while raising Rania to her bed.

"You, really? Rania wants to come. To where you are, right Mam?" Rania looked at the mother expectantly.

"Yes, real darling. If you don't believe! just ask her if I meet you later." Fatma reassured the petite princess again. For some reason today Rania is fussy and spoiled.

"Here, don't cry anymore. Ugly tuh .. her cheeks are wet." Fatma's fingers rubbed Rania's wet cheeks.

"Rania wants bobo here huh? sleepy." Rania laid herself on the pillow and quickly closed her eyes. Tired of his angry feelings, tired from the day sulking and crying.

Fatma's eye bead looked at Rania's face that was closed with a bitter feeling. This child must be separated from the affection of the father figure. Let alone now when Aldian no longer lives here. While still living together Rania rarely felt the love of her father.

Fatma's hand rubbed the top of Rania's head gently and lovingly kissed her forehead warmly. "Im sorry Mama Rania, Rania is far from papa's affection due to papa who seems to lack attention to Rania. But Mama makes sure that Rania will never lack the affection of Mama and Oma also opa," said Fatma.

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In an elite apartment, where Arya lives. Arya was in the middle of a gym before cleaning herself after the task that had stopped by a restaurant and there saw Fatma was having lunch.

In the middle of the fun, there was the sound of bell ringing and Arya immediately stopped her activities and walked closer to the door leaf while wiping her sweat with a small towel.

Blake it!

The Sultan stood up with a pretty sweet smile. Netra her memicing saw the appearance of Arya who was wearing a tight t-shirt suit so as to accentuate her body shape.

"Woi! seen what? don't say fascinated with my body!" arya pointed at the Sultan's nose.

The Sultan brushed off Arya's hand and said. "Aihs .. amit-amit, hives. Iiy ... far, far away I'm still normal bro.. if you see my grandmother does not lust." While pushing in.

Arya followed from behind. Then sit on the sofa opposite the Sultan. But seconds later Bell was heard again making Arya move again to the door.

"Who is it, bro?" asked the Sultan who was answered by Arya's shoulder which was raised in the sign did not know.

Blake it!

Arya pull the door handle. "Package? I didn't order, Mom." Arya was astonished because there was a cake package delivery for her, while she did not feel the message at all.

"But this is the address? in the name of Ms. Fatma R. Please accept," said the courier kindly.

"Oohs. All right, thank you, Mom?" reply Arya while receiving the paper bag containing the cake and bring it to the living room.

Arya's lips expanded and opened the paper bag and filled with durian cake.

"What? wah .. very good indeed," he murmured the Sultan after seeing the contents.

While the bead of Arya's eyes continued to stare with a smile that did not fade from her lips ....

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