Me And My Son

Me And My Son
Episode 18's



POVs Rania.


I have a promise back home with Aunt Hanna. Aunt Hanna was close to me, especially I'm the same cousin mas Bram is a friend and we often play to the Bram mas house sometimes nginep there to do college assignments.


Aunt Hanna is a strict and intelligent woman, never once condemned my poverty and my background, Aunt Hanna is close to Arman she loves my son very much, I don't know why until Aunt Hanna, to the extent that Arman is considered by his own grandson, the treatment is really sincere with us.


Actually there is an awkward feeling about it but, I tepis because it is impossible mas Bram who incidentally a CEO of a Big company put my heart on me, I just think positive, I just think positive, maybe just because Aunt Hanna hasn't had a grandchild yet, and besides that we're close from the past actually to make sure that I love my son.


Mas Bram from the past was very considerate of his fellow men who are good and rich, surely the woman he loves is also good and rich as well.


How could Bram like Jandes like me, know who I am and the genealogy is not clear, that's what my former mother-in-law always said.


shortly thereafter there was a notification of incoming messages.' Aunt Hanna's my great-grandson


# Aunt Hanna:" Daughter-in-law, dinner at a Japanese restaurant just so, because all mama want to know the future daughter-in-law of mama on mama's friends" he said.


' he son-in-law', I opened my eyes and many times I read it turns out the writing does not change.' daughter-in-law' murmured me in the heart


haven't had time to reply to the chart from Aunt Hanna, suddenly Aunt Hanna called.


" Halo would-be son-in-law just read it anyway, mam waiting for this you know?" it's yelling over there.


" Oo.. ii.aa Aunty sorry was actually willing to reply but Aunty has already called already not so in reply" I reply.


" how to call Auntie anyway, mama dong Nia, this mama again play in the same mall Arman, Arman, the streets are running out it home and later tonight mama invited Arman to take a step at home mama," he exclaimed.


" Yes, "I was nervous.


" Yes mama closed first yes, nemenin Arman again picky football boots" he exclaimed


After the phone closed my heart was pounding so fast, that Mba Mila who was next to me was astonished by herself, saw me immediately like a dazed person after receiving a call from Aunt Hanna.


" Huh you know, you're a Nia's sambet" exclaimed mba mila who raised my ear,


" Aa.. mbak Mila, it's me mm.


" Hayoo, don't hide anything from me huh, Ran" he exclaimed.


" It was just a call from Rahman's oman" I answered honestly.


" hm. so the story is you're better than your in-laws, Hm. sorry I failed the ex" he said.


" It's not Arman's grandmother, it's Oma Arman" I said.


" Well, since when did Arman have Oma ?" mba Mila.


" Oma lift mba instead of Oma's bladder" I said.


" Ups sorry I don't know .. how the story can have Oma lift everything, dong Ran story?" yells.


" Duh mba the story is long and wide awhile back home I'm telling you, noh there is a mole walking here" Whispered me because I saw a big boss walking up to our table.


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I hurried back home from work, because there was a promise with Aunt Hanna that I would not want to speed on the road. Because there is still a lot I do, because there is still much I do, since Arman often nginep there I am not too panicked to prepare his needs, but I feel lonely if he is not at home, although it can be said I met Arman in the afternoon until the morning.


But somehow I saw it so different my son's appearance slowly changed, from the way he dressed fashionably like a child, what is possible because often bought new clothes with Aunt Hanna, yes of course it is, I murmured.


After dressing up I opened my phone, there was a message from Aunt Hanna.


# " daughter-in-law, mama told the driver to pick you up in front, yes, we will meet at a Japanese restaurant only, because mama is almost there at the restaurant, let's not ride a motorbike or public transportation,"


# " Yes ma, I'm done with living ahead, sorry to wait" I replied.


After I returned the wa from Aunt Hanna, I just put on high heels and locked the rented door, he said, I took my foot to the front of the road and there I saw a parked luxury BMW that picked me up.


And when the steering door was opened, how shocked I was to find that Bram was picking me up, Bram was wearing a formal suit with a tie in the blue of a Dongker wrapped around his neck, his bulenya face is so thick, what else in the buttocks with a very athletic body, making after the suit fits on his body.


" Mas Bram" I cried, I was so clumsy with his gaze.


" Night of Rania" she replied, smiling


" During night" I replied nervously.


" I'm sorry, but Bram waited a long time?" My word.


" Not just now" he replied.


" Yes, let's go straight away, yes, because my mother has departed from earlier" he said again.


I nodded my head and got into the car, and on the way to the restaurant we just kept silent no conversation, an awkward feeling enveloped between us.


" Rame is so "lirihku.


" Mama deliberately booked for this dinner, Ran" he replied.


" Oh that's it," that's all just slipping out of my mouth, "I think it's just a regular dinner mas" but it turns out to be this lively" I cried again.


" Yok we go down, mama must have been waiting from earlier" said mas Bram who looks formal once, fortunately I do not wear jeans, well good is this black dress that I wear, I wear, no shame, my great-grandson in the heart, but when juxtaposed with Bram mas I will be drowned deh, there is no sensation at all, I became less alone because of it.


" Ayohh even bengong ," he exclaimed near my ear to make my horse's fur metemang.


" E. he's a mas,"


" Ran, please relax, no matter what happens, I beg you to accept it freely, because all for the good of you and Arman" said Mas Bram.


" What do you mean?"My word.


" It's nothing Dah yok entered "he said while linking his fingers with me tightly, then mas Bram pulled me to walk into the restaurant, but my heart was still pounding erratically when I entered the restaurant.


Deg, what was that when I saw the writing that was plastered in front of it.