Loving My Raised Mother

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Arya stared at Fatma who was walking down the stairs and stopped looking at her. The eyes of Arya and Fatma met, looking at each other so closely.

Arya swallows her saliva. Admiring the perfect Fatma figure. Knee-length sleepwear that fits perfectly on his body, his smooth legs exposed just like that.

"Ehem," the Sultan cleared his throat to see Fatma and Arya looking at each other.

Then Arya lowered her head while muttering. "Astagfirullah .. These eyes enjoy too much into the senses of your creation, O Allah." His eyes glanced at the Sultan.

While Bu Wati and Pak Wijaya only showed his smile. Then look towards Fatma whose path is still a little limped.

"Want you help Fatma?" tanya Bu Wati looked at Fatma who was now continuing her steps.

"No, Ma. I can do it myself." Fatma shook her head and in the end had already climbed the ground floor. Because of not eating, Fatma chose to sit on the sofa of the family room.

"Set, samperin him! before you go home." The sultan half whispered to Arya who was silent staring blankly at the glass in her hand.

Arya turned to the Sultan. "Huh? what the hell?"

"Ck! iih ... even it. Talk to Nap anyway? rich new to know, stiff! wonder me. I've known you for years too." The sultan clucked in annoyance with a soft and barely audible voice.

"Eh, what if we continue to talk in the living room?" take Mr. Wijaya while standing and shift his old seat to sit.

Arya and Sultan follow the host who first walks towards the sofa. Sultan sat down selonjoran making a long sofa just enough himself.

Bu Wati and husband sit together on a sofa that is quite alone. Arya stood up confused about where to sit? and there is a seat just a sofa that is sitting on Fatma.

Arya stared at the impolite Sultan sitting on foot. "The child's insolence is not his courtesy," Arya's inner.

"Sit, AA?" said Bu Wati who now began to call Arya with the name AA.

Fatma also looked up to see Arya just standing up and slightly shifted her sitting position.

"D-yes." Arya sat next to Fatma. His heart suddenly wanted to jump, so strong beating very fast.

So does Fatma, looks restless and misbehaved. Sitting close to Arya.

The sultan who saw Arya and Fatma sitting close together, immediately lowered his legs and casually greeted Arya and Fatma a kind of condolence congratulated the bride and groom. "Congratulations? may it be a sadinah household mawadah warahmah."

After Arya, Fatma blushed in embarrassment while welcoming the Sultan's hand, and did not stop there. The Sultan also greeted Mr. Wijaya and Bu Wati alternately. They laughed funnyly at the Sultan's behavior.

"Together, thank you for your prayers." Reply to Wijaya sir while shaking hands.

"So, please eat first?" connect Bu Wati with a radiant face in receiving guests.

"Ooh, thanks. Later my stomach exploded as a result of eating a lot." The Sultan rubbed his stomach. "Thank you very much."

"What the hell are you doing?" Fatma mesem-mesem. Showing her sweet smile.

Arya shakes. "Maclum, Brother. His single soul Sultan again thrashed. Ha ha ha ...."

The Sultan sat back and glared as if he could not be called single. "What's? i'm single? it's really good you said, bro, you really like it. Ha ah ha ...."

Arya and Fatma exchanged lyrics and shook their heads, both lips smiling.

"A, how have you been able to replace it yet?" ask Bu Wati to Arya.

Arya who did not understand frowned. "I mean Mom?"

Ms. Wati and her husband exchanged looks. "That's why I broke up with her fiance. Now you have a replacement yet?" repeat of Ms. Wati.

Degh's!

Fatma did not expect that Arya had broken off her engagement to Renata. Fatma looked towards Arya who was beside her.

Netra Arya eyes fixed on the two Fatma parents, while thinking about where they came from about the breakup of her and Renata. "Em. About that ... not yet." Then down.

"Find dong, Dad. Kasian singles well." Sultan nimbrung's.

"You don't want to be Dad's daughter, Fatma?" search Mr. Wijaya with a smile but seriously.

"Dad, what the hell? rich stuff." Fatma's face suddenly red blushed hearing the father's words.

"Uuh, that's very important. I want a Father-in-law. Euh! who does not want to be the same Fatma's sister, is already beautiful. Self-sufficient, entrepreneurship. There must be many who seize it," said the Sultan with his distinctive style.

"But, as AA knows. Fatma already has an tail, so a complete package," continued Pak Wijaya after looking at the Sultan with a smile that likes the Sultan's style of speech ....

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