Mother to Young Master

S2-30

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"Tadaaaa, now open your eyes." Adel began to blink his slightly blurry eyes. Lady Amel carried El, beside her Mr. Abhimanyu and Ama. Eyang Wira and Ibu Sari. In the middle of them was Wulan holding a cake with a candle burning on it.

"Happy birthday dear." Henry kissed Adel's lips at a glance.

"Who's the birthday?" Adel scrunched his forehead.

"Honeymoon, so forget everything." Madam Amel quipped.

"It's your birthday" said Ms. Sari hugging her beloved daughter.

"My granddaughter, you're getting older." Eyang Wira alternately hugged his granddaughter.

"Good darling." Ama doesn't want to lose.

"Be a good wife and mother." Mr. Abhimanyu rubbed Adel's head.

"My daughter is getting older now" joked Mrs Amel.

"Besdeh Mami, El Cayang Mami. Muahh." El kisses Mami Adel's cheek.

"Congratulations Young Madam Syahreza" said Arga who had just joined.

"Oh, the candle's hunt is noah." Wulan was a little upset, because she still brought a cake and could not hug her best friend and hostess.

"El want it." El blows out the candle with Mami, whom she misses so much. With Henry beside him.

"Yeah... Not to be mami." El kisses Mami on the cheek again, making Henry feel neglected.

"Daddy not kissed?" Henry pretended to sulk. Eventually, El kisses Daddy, and the two kiss El in the middle.

"Yeay, Mamiiii, Daddy..." El put his hands around his parents' necks. A moment that will never be forgotten. Unparalleled happiness throughout Adel's life. Gather with all his loved ones.

Arga did not want to miss that happy moment. He took a portrait of their togetherness with his cell phone camera. Not forgetting family photos together. Who else if not Bejo who became his amateur photographer.

El was already very sleepy because he held off until Mami and Daddy came home. "And you took El to sleep in her room" said Mrs Amel, who realized her granddaughter was no longer active. His face was lethargic withstanding the drowsiness that stayed 2 watts.

"Well, come on, baby booby." El just resignedly held Wulan, even his eyes half closed.

"Naight baby, sweet dreams huh." Adel scooped El up a few times. But El did not respond. Sleepiness is more controlling.

"You likey?" henry sat next to him. They gathered in the lounge room, after cutting the cake and eating together.

"Very, even very happy. Thank's Dad." Adel glazed over, being too happy, with all that Henry had given him.

"This house and all its contents belong to you. Also this whole body and soul is yours." Henry patted his chest to boast.

"Oh, it's getting cobbled." Adel slightly saturates his body.

"Ehm, who was warm again, forgot that we were still here" said Ama nudged on Mrs Amel's arm.

"Yes, like there's no other time."

"Oh Mam, I've never been young" Henry said ignoring Mom and Ama's words.

"Yes but there are in-laws here too."

"Hehey... Sorry Mom, Henry forgot." Henry scraped his collarbone.

"Just be sure, the newlyweds" said Eyang who sat a bit away.

"Old bride, sir, but the message is new. Haha.." said Mr. Abhimanyu to everyone's laughter. They laughed together, his voice echoing in the room that deserves to be called the futsal court.

Henry purposely prepared this house as Adel's birthday gift. For a long time Henry had planned everything. Although experiencing some obstacles, but everything can be overcome and run well.

The night is getting late, the whole family has entered their respective rooms. Not with Arga, he was still alone by the pool, accompanied by the cool night breeze.

Henry, watching Arga from upstairs, decides to meet him. But the intention was soon undone, Wulan had been there first.

"I'm tired, until when are you going to be quiet like this?" asked Wulan in an annoyed tone. For a few days Arga never wanted to talk to him. Even to get a message from him.

"....." Arga was still silent, turning his face the other way.

"I'm talking to you, what do you think I am? busted statue or radio?" Wulan growled, she sat on Arga's lap.

"What are you doing?" Arga flinched, immediately keeping Wulan away from him. Wulan almost fell down, until Arga pulled her in his arms.

"You are like ABG, but you like each other but still prestige." murmured Henry softly.

"Who is prestigious?" Adel frowned, glancing at Henry's gaze.

"Tuhhhhhhhhh.. Two lovebirds." Henry closed himself to his wife.

"Either."

"Yes?" Henry glanced at his wife.

"Just like you."

"Sttts... Don't discuss it anymore, now is looking at the drama of two lovebirds. We can be like them." The two refocused on the two playwrights down there. Closer to each other because of the cold of the night.

Wulan and Arga's gazes locked onto each other, Wulan immediately distanced himself. So did Arga, long they were silent sitting facing each other.

"I.." said Arga and Wulan together.

"You go first." said Arga.

"What is your relationship with Fauzi?" Arga ventured to ask, however, the understanding between them must be ended immediately.

"He. he..." Wulan bit her lower lip, not knowing where to start.

"If you're silent, it means I assume you have a relationship." Arga stood up from his seat with both hands inserted in his pants pocket.

"Huuuu..." Wulan could only cry, without being able to explain the truth.

The Flash Back On

Wulan was playing with El when his goal rang. The latitude that contacted him. "It's a minute, Mama, pick up the phone first." Wulan left El with Sisi, currently Sisi works to help nurture El, as well as to ensure the safety of the Little Lord of the Syahreza family.

"Sister, latitude kangen." said Lintang across there.

"Yes Brother is also missing, how are you and Mom doing?" ask Wulan. He was so excited because it had been three days Lintang did not communicate with his sister.

"Sister, when do you come home?"

"It's still a long deck, it's just last week Brother came home."

"...." quiet, Wulan called Lintang but there was no answer. Suddenly a boisterous but inaudible voice.

Wulan's father finds the address of Mother Yuli's new residence and Lintang, angering her even more. The money that Arga had promised was up, now that Wulan's father had come to ask for more money.

"Father enough, haven't you made us suffer enough?" shouted Lintang, defending his mother who fell on the floor due to the actions of his father.

"You guys are having fun here, and I have to live like a bum. You guys are on purpose, right?" Wulan's father was getting angry, he also pushed Lintang's body down.

"I just want Wulan, where doesn't the kid know himself?" Wulan's father ran amok, the security guard at home tried to stop him. But unable to hold back Father who raged like a man of loyalty.

"He's not here, you go, go you bajin***." Mother Yuli shouted, driving away the person who had made herself and Lintang fall.

"She should get married, or else I'll drag her." The atmosphere gets gripping. Simultaneously, a handsome young man who was a neighbor across from Wulan's house had just returned.

"What's this?" ask the neighbors who are swarming outside.

"There's a rampage" said one resident.

"Have you called security?" tanyakanya.

"It's still coming here now." Fauzi, that guy is Fauzi who just came home from Jakarta, he only came home a few times. The house he had only occupied for a few months seemed deserted without occupants, there was only one guard and another in charge of cleaning. While his parents' house in the area near the old Wulan residence.

Fauzi barges in, usually he doesn't like to interfere. But hearing the cry of the woman inside made her heart stir. "Mother, Latitude." said Fauzi.

"A Ozy," muttered Slowly.

This is where the drama began, Wulan's father asked Fauzi for a lot of money. In exchange, Wulan had to marry him. But Arga has given him money not every month. But how much money if you continue to gamble and have fun will not be enough for Father Wulan.

Lintang was forced to give Wulan a working address, Fauzi was very happy to be able to meet Wulan at any time. After all as promised, after success, he would propose to Wulan.

At that time, Arga had not returned from the office, because there was an urgent matter that could not be left behind. Fauzi at Syahreza's residence. Wulan had heard everything from Latang. Wulan no longer knew what to do. While all his savings have been drained to the cost of his mother's operation.

"Wulan has a guest for you" said Mrs Amel.

"Okay, I stay first." Wulan.

"Who's visiting? tumben once someone was looking for me." murmured Wulan. He walked towards the living room, there was a young man sitting behind him.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Wulan, I've finally found you." Fauzi reflexively hugged Wulan. That's when Arga stood at the door, without listening to the explanation, Arga just left. But she did not really leave, Arga hid behind the door, out of curiosity with them.

"Please let go of A, it's not good if anyone sees." Wulan distanced her body.

"Sorry, I'm too happy."

"What's looking for me?" said Wulan annoyed, "just came hugging." Wulan continued to grumble.

Fauzi told me everything, including the same feeling. Fauzi is not willing to let go of Wulan who prefers to leave first.

"Now I have been successful, and purely my work. So I hope you keep your promise."

"Jan-what promise?"

"You will marry me after I succeed with my own hard work. Not from anyone else." Fauzi held Wulan's hand.

"Huh? when have I ever spoken like that?" Wulan jerked.

"When we graduate school you say you want to marry a successful person who takes a career out of your own sweat."

"You misunderstood. That's not what I mean." Wulan went awry, how she had to explain everything.

Wulan was practicing drama for the end-of-school performance. When Fauzi expressed his feelings, so Fauzi considered that Wulan's answer was to tell him success can only be his lover. Since then, Fauzi has gone to great lengths to make his dreams come true.

"I don't want to know, you have to marry me. Otherwise, I'll report your father to life in prison." threatened Fauzi.

"He's my father anyway, I hate his nature. But he's my father."

The Flash Back Off

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