Loving My Raised Mother

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"Yes .. doesn't make sense, a strange question." I'm Fatma. Eyes glare.

Arya kept pulling the two corners of her lips curved beautifully with the same position stretched out facing the ceiling with her hands folded. Pillow sofa. "Jealous is not pa-pa, is free."

"Heehhhhh! .. Delicious, no jealousy, who are you?" fatma's head shook his head and took his laptop away from Arya.

Arya kept smiling looking at Fatma's reaction, then Arya closed her eyes again.

Fatma's half-running steps made it faster to get inside the room. Keeping a laptop on the table, he himself crawled up to the top of the bed that was still neat.

"What? why am I jealous of him? nothing either! want to marry cake, go cake. Whatever!" fatma muttered while pulling the bolster into her arms.

"Huam .. sleepy." Closing his mouth with his right hand. But when you want closed to the mind of Arya who is lying on the sofa. "Wouldn't you move to sleep?"

Fatma flicked her blanket and set foot on the floor walking closer to the closet, picked up the blanket and brought it down.

Tap, tap, tap, Fatma's step sounded slowly break the silence when it was late tonight. Fatma stood at the end of the staircase watching a time on the sofa.

"Hem, still don't move people either." Fatma approached the sofa that Arya was there on.

Fatma was petrified near the head of Arya who was asleep so soundly, staring very fixedly at the figure of the man so intensely. "Hey. Wake up, move to the room?" she could not bear to see Arya sleeping on the sofa. Although Sofanya is also soft but still open.

A few minutes of Fatma waiting, but Arya will not wake up or move. Just move no.

"Catian is a man of soy sauce, should rest in his house. Because of Rania, she's willing to come here." Fatma monologues herself then opens her blanket she stretches covering Arya's body.

"Good night men!" muttered Fatma, both eyes of Fatma I was sleepy, looking at Arya who was asleep.

Then Fatma hurried to leave the place. Upon arrival in the room immediately fall and covered with thick blankets. Closing your eyes to pick up a dream.

Arya who had her lips cut down a happy smile. "Good night to anyone's future wife." Apparently Arya did not really fall asleep both ears could still hear the motion of Fatma nearby.

The night just passed by with each other's beautiful dreams. The sound of the sound of Adhan so beautiful makes Arya wake up. slowly open her eyes that still feel sleepy. Wiggling deliciously stretches his muscles that feel stiff.

"God!" for a moment, he looked to his right and left to gather his consciousness. The atmosphere still feels quiet and the lights are just dim.

Folded the thick blanket he wore last night. "Hem, when? I felt a blanket that could move ha ha ha.." laughed to myself.

Then Arya took her steps towards the guest room she used to wear. Rubbed his face. "Alhamdulillah ... God still gave me a chance to breathe and breathe air this morning."

At this time Fatma was awake and sitting on the bed, rubbing her face with both palms, then tidying her disheveled hair. Tied her on top resembles a ponytail.

Lower his feet to the floor, remembering the figure of the person sleeping on the sofa. Her lips are smiling. "Have you woken up yet?"

Then Fatma entered the bathroom to clean herself up.

This morning the dawn began to shine giving warmth to every creature on the face of the earth. Cool air is still clean from vehicle pollution, most of which are still in place.

Under the two parents Arya had already gathered with Fatma's parents. Abah said goodbye to go home soon, because it will be noon to return to Bandung.

"Lho .. is still morning, I'm in a hurry to relax." Bu Wati a little prevent. "We have breakfast first."

"Yes, but later if you have breakfast? go home." Mrs Wati kekeh.

Seen Arya approached while putting a watch on the wrist of the fluffy. "We go home now Umi, I want to say goodbye first with rania." Without waiting for an answer Arya immediately went upstairs to Rania's room.

Before arriving at Rania's room, on the road met with Fatma who had neatly her fashionable and formal appearance. Long trouser suit and blue blazer Dongker.

arya's steps came to a halt and watched in the direction of Fatma. While Fatma saw his appearance that maybe something was wrong so that Arya's view was so intense.

"See what the hell? did you see it?" fatma asked as she shook her hands in front of Arya's face.

"Huh?" Arya flinched then stopped her smile. "Argh, no, just look at the angel who appeared early in the morning." Boost.

"Where?" fatma's bead eyes looked towards the back of her body that no one was.

"Some, this is in front of me. Anyone's future wife." seduced Arya while returning to show her smile.

"Gombal, save your fist, make your future wife. That's how I see it! rich just saw." Fatma muttered at a glance blushed in embarrassment.

"Yes ... no pa-pa gombal little loss as well." Smirked pleased.

"Iddih ... not pa-pa anyway but not delicious when heard your future wife," continued Fatma.

"By the name of Mulu's wife? jealous right?" Arya while taking her steps forward to go to Rania's room.

"His son is jealous? jealousy it must be at her place times." Fatma steps ahead of Arya and blocks Arya from opening the door to Rania's room.

"What should be? what does that place mean?" arya, who was standing behind Fatma, was about to enter her daughter's room.

Arya's nose was pierced by the smell of Fatma perfume that burst into the place. He inhaled his fragrance and swallowed his saliva. Staring at Fatma's body from behind from head to toe with sandals that Arya bought last night.

Fatma swung her steps. Enter and then press the switch so that the lights become bright. Rania is sleeping in her place.

"Darling, wake up .. It's noon." Fatma climbed on all fours and stroked her head.

The boy just muttered. "Hem."

"Wake up baby? Mama wants to work, Yu take a shower!" Pulling Rania's hand so she sat down.

The little girl woke up, but her eyes remained closed. "Mr ... Om home already, huh? Can Rania come to Bandung?" without opening my eyes.

Fatma turned her head towards Arya who was standing on the edge of Rania's bed.

Arya smiled looking at the child who was still reluctant to open her eyes. "Om, still here. You can, come along!" arya's voice still sounded heavy ....

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