Mother to My Son

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Reza approached Hasna who was eating at the table.

“Why him?” reza asked confused

“Syana thought my lips because of Mas Reza” said Hasna while pouting

“Well it's because of me, right, you said because of who?” reza

“Iya I said because of Mas Reza, but Shana turns on my lips jontor because of the others” continued Hasna

“What ways?” Reza is confused.

“Gara because “itu” connect Hasna slowly

“That's what?” Reza acted as if he didn't know

“That's it...ahhhh... already ah no need to discuss” Hasna directly cut and then leave Reza at the table.

Reza smiled at Hasna who looked wrong. She has no experience in relationships with men.

　

　

REZA POVS

Supposedly if someone married will not be burdened by work in the office again, but it does not apply to me especially because of the closer the agenda of the Merger with Chinese companies. Either because of his frustration with my marriage or because it is a burden of work that cannot be handled by himself Arcy sends many emails containing job bills requested by the Board of Directors.

I finally forced myself to get up early to finish the job. Luckily in the afternoon I slept in Hasna's house. Sleep a comfortable afternoon until the half-brain woman kicked me from the bed until she fell. The pain is nothing but shame especially on his sister Emran. Maybe he forgot that he was married, it turns out that his brain memory capacity can not load many events until he forgot his own wedding event.

Last night was the first night we slept together, fortunately Rain had understood and chose to sleep with his grandparents, either because of his own wishes or asked by my parents. The boy decided to stay in school on Monday, not wanting to make excuses to his school that his father was remarried. It's a shame he said yesterday, I don't want to comment further, for me his willingness to accept my marriage to Hasna is already a very great thing.

She immediately made the conditions so that Maura could sleep with us, no problem for me, but she was indeed a smart woman who was good at making excuses so that her wishes were fulfilled. But it's not that easy, I won't make him think to be able to act as he pleases. Marriage is a readiness to adjust to a partner, so Hasna must prepare to accept me as a husband.

As usual, Hasna's story is always different from others, her hobby of making Fabel stories makes me think she has a talent as a child storyteller. Entertaining is indeed the story, it did not occur to me at all to make such a story. I'm sure the story is written by him, where there are in the family of animals, mammals, reptiles and fish in the same species. If I were to become a biology teacher I would not accept a story that would classify warm-blooded and cold-blooded animals into one big family. But well at least the animals in the story were still in the category of vertebrate animals. It is not imagined that one of his children is a worm that can be ascertained they are one family because of God's created beings.

Hearing him tell Maura to give peace from his voice, it feels like there is one calmness when hearing the voice of women when we feel tired. Every night when I put Maura to sleep I have to think of various ways so that she will sleep immediately. Sometimes it feels lazy to go home when a lot of work in the office, then get to the house must put Maura to sleep because surely he will be a lot of requests. Married to Hasna turned out to be a wise choice with her ability to tell stories to Maura.

I woke up several times when Maura woke up and was busy telling stories, but Maura was most uncomfortable when she heard threatening or horrible stories. Several times if frightened by the Rain about ghosts or anything when they quarrel or because of the rain that Maura prank will wet his sleep, it is inconceivable that Maura will wet the bed in the hotel will be very troublesome.

When he finished telling Maura I saw that he was getting sleepy and asleep, his hand tucked under the pillow as if waving I wanted to hold. If you think until now we have never had intense physical contact both. Twice I kissed him on the forehead, twice he held my hand and kissed him and once when I hugged him after the accident this afternoon.

There is no more intoxicating feeling or vibration like touching a woman with lust. More on the feeling of affection like a sister to her sister, yes if I think more to the feeling of affection because this woman is loveable. I feel so grateful that she could love my children so unconditionally. It's like finding a friend who can share in parenting. But is it enough with that feeling. This is what keeps bothering me, making me feel guilty about her.

When I chose Mitha as my wife, I felt that she was the woman of my choice because she completed and fulfilled my expectations for the woman who would be my companion. But when I met Hasna the reason I asked her to be a wife was to be the mother of Rain and Maura, but is not the meaning of marriage is not just being a parent for children but being a married couple both born and bathin.

When I read the taqlik sidhat I was again reminded of the promise I had to fulfill to him as a husband, which was to marry him well. There are four promises that I have to fulfill, first will not leave him for 2 years in a row, hmmm it seems impossible I left him intentionally, secondly not hurt body or body, hmmm, hmmm if it might be reversed, because it happened this afternoon where he kicked me first from the bed. The third let it go for 6 months, it also felt impossible with her enormous carelessness and curiosity towards me and the last fourth was to give her a compulsory living for three months, for a living born I have prepared money that he will use more than enough, but for a living bathin that it still feels difficult to do, he said, I still feel that Mitha is my wife having intimate relations with other women it is like betraying Mitha. Luckily Hasna felt she wasn't ready to get close to me physically so I could use that excuse.

But why was it that the moment I had to compress her lips, seeing the look in her eyes at me made me momentarily lose control. Her eyes took away my consciousness forgetting all my memories and feelings for Mitha. Fortunately, the screams of Maura who was playing the game resuscitated, otherwise I might have kissed her swollen lips.

He didn't realize that I didn't want to get too close physically to him, being close to him made me lose my mind sometimes. Seeing her run around while I was out of the room wearing only shorts convinced me that I would be safe from physical abuse with her. You can imagine if I married Arcy, maybe the first thing he would do when he married me was drag me into bed like he always wanted to do.

When I was going down to breakfast lecturer Hp Hasna was left on the sofa, apparently so afraid he saw me without clothes to go to the Restaurant without bringing his cellphone. I saw a lot of incoming messages and it turned out that he didn't lock his HP screen. Truly a woman who does not think long, what if someone else opens the phone without her knowledge, as I do now.

Actually I do not intend to open the phone until then in a message that makes me want to know. It's written. Message from Mas Arya. The man still sends a message to him even though he has almost a week resigned so that means there is no business anymore.

There were a lot of messages sent by the man. The last message that came in was the one just now.

“Monday morning without your coffee its like going to the beach without sunblock”

What does it mean to send a message like this to someone's wife. That man really should be taught a lesson. Finally I read the previous messages, the messages that were sent the night before the wedding.

Arya: “Tomorrow wedding event what time?”

Hasna: “Jam 9 Mas, can be present at contract?

Arya: “Insya Allah”

Hasna: “Mas Arya come the same who will?”

Arya: “Well who else is sure to be with Maytha and Bu Rika”

Hasna: “Circumcision of prospective children of the accounting division loh”

Arya: “Gebetan I marry tomorrow so can not bring prospective”

Hasna: “Hihihihi fighting Mas Arya, please be patient this ordeal”

Arya: “You are given a gift what to do later nilikan”

Hasna: “Hmmm is given a song just enough for me. Thanks for coming to Bandung”

Arya: “Bby but the singing must be with you duet again we both”

Hasna: “ Well can not be mas, when I duet sing with another man in front of my husband”

Arya: “Let alone his rich man will not care”

After he called me a stone man, he really must be taught that lesson.

Hasna: “Hahahaha.. stone man means Mas Reza? Don't dong mas.. She's my future husband loh”

Hasna: “Btw there is a proverb in Sundanese language cikaracak ninggang stone so legok means stone if overwritten by sweet water rich akyu petcah as well.. Haha.. I'm going to sleep... Thanks Mas Arya”

What else this even makes the language, meaning he did consider me a stone too, look out later I asked if I met. I saw the list of messages that came in almost all standard nothing strange except one whose name is Darth Vader, on the pin again means an important person to him.

I opened a message from a man named Darth Vader. I was immediately confused as to why this was the message I felt familiar with. Shits.it's rude of him to call my name Darth Vader. Brash as thick as I am called Darth Vader.

I remember he was an antagonist in the Star Wars movies, a villainous, powerful and torturous character, but if I think the character is actually cool also in appearance and he has a good side when it comes to his son. That woman does have the ability to make great nicknames, but still writing my name as Darth Vader sucks. Why not call it sweet like women mostly for their partners.

When I met at the resto she seemed upset at the confusion while talking to Isyana. Apparently he was confused because Isyana thought his lips jontor because the first night as a bride, whereas the boro-boro did the first night which was instead listening to absurd stories about the family of animals that are not clear family.

“Owh thanks, Mas Reza would like me to bring Omelet?” he is seen kissing the omelette he took from the resto stand.

“Later I order by myself, you eat aja”, I said as I called the waiter who was cleaning the table to bring two half-cooked cow's eyes.

“Hmmm... different if boz food ask to be brought, if we are anyway queuing at stand sana” he said when I saw me ordering food.

“Their job is to help us, well we help them do their job” I see not seen him trying to open his phone, hp, I wonder how he would react if he knew I had opened the message in his hape.

“Why Hp not use screen lock?” too long waiting for the reaction he opened the phone, annoying.

“Hmmm .. How do I know I don't use screen lock?” his tan.. “Ehhhh even back nanya again” thought I.

“Well, I opened the phone” waiting for his reaction.

“Owh... yes why would you want to use screen lock what would you want to hide?” ask him

“Maybe secret message from girlfriend” my pancake.

“Means?” he looked away from the omelet, hmmm lures began to hit.

“Well people like to lock hp for fear of secret messages read people” I replied while pretending to be busy eating newly arrived eggs.

“What secrets are there in my hape?” he opened his hole and looked back at me.

“No strange message. Mas Reza want to read the message on my phone? Please” she gave her hp in front of me.

“I opened earlier, there was a message from Arya he said Monday morning without your homemade coffee like going to the beach without wearing sun protection.

“Owh yaaaa... Where is it? Hahahahahhaha” instead of feeling guilty laugh again…. Female half brain.

“Hahahahahahah.. whereas I have bought him tools to brew coffee, still miss the same coffee made me” he was then busy replying to messages, he said, insolent not to think in front of him there is a husband instead send a message to the man.

“Mas Reza later I make coffee well in the morning .. starting from tomorrow deh, I will start duty.. Hmmm culinary again ahhhh” ehh he even went from the table to take food again.

What he wrote to Arya, yes he said earlier let open the gap, I open it then.

“Hahahah so sweet Mas, do not nyari sunblock mas now it's time to nyari umbrella so durable continue to be used” What is so sweet.

“Hehehe already likes rattling hp wife now well...be careful loh it's signs men possessive” he said when seeing me see Hpnya.

“So you said there is no secret well I have seen” I replied while throwing his hape on the table.

“Mas Reza is indeed in screen lock?” he began to feed Maura with fruits. Instead of eating alone, feed Maura.

“Yes of course, many secrets that I have to keep” answered me casually.

“Including secrets from women?” tanyakanya. What kind of question is that?

“Means?” my tokyoo…

“Hahahahah ah.. Like sensitive about the name” he said

“Talking about the name why you wrote my name with the name Darth Vader” I immediately asked for clarification about the name.

“Ehhh…. Mas Reza kok open hape I sihh” naaaah apparently realized to feel sinful if for this one. if for Arya Less Asem it was even calm.

“Why is my name Darth Vader?” ask me again

“Hmmm...” he looked down and saw his food as if he were looking for an excuse.

“Tokoh central much sought after.kan just as rich Mas Reza, most sought after in the office” he said with a sweet smile, huuuuh do not expect to be persuaded by a fake sweet smile.

“Good main person is a lot why should he?” reply upset.

“The want Obi wan Kenobi is strange shape is not symmetrical .. if Darth Vader it looks firm, dashing and looks cool.

“I know you wrote my name because I was evil kan” accused me

“Already know it is still so that” answer is short while pouting.

“I wrote the name Mas Reza was scolded time .. still mending given a pretty good name. not given the name Gorilla Crazy also”.

“Ehhhh you just want to say the name” I snorted annoyed.

“Now I want to ask.. Mas Reza, what is the name for me on hp?”

“Try me to see” he stretched out his hand.

“Ehhh.

“Mana liaaat..why pale gotu”.

“Here liaaat” he immediately stood up and will take the hape from my hand

“Awhile I want to call Aswin first there is an important business” replied me while moving from the table, hadeeuuh if you know her name Female Half Brain can be slammed later tonight from the mattress.

　

　

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Uyug siah so do not like to anger people while himself being the perpetrator. muna if said normal people siy. I forget here we are all not normal well ...hahahahhahaha bad character when viewed from the good side still looks cool right... So if I do everything depends on where we see it, if you see something from the negative side then everything will look bad, all things will look bad, but if we see things from the positive side then everything will look good and beautiful... Opo iki. sok very old.. heheheh Thank you for voting, likes and comments until it goes into the top 10 again... Hopefully if strong literate. wqwqwqwq.. do not like to hope in people. later kuciwa..

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