Muslim Love The Mute Girl

Fathering... Is your son dirty?

"What's wrong? Tell me the same Mba," said Mba Lisa softly while releasing her embrace and staring at the two beautiful Uswah eyeballs that look sparkling with her veil that has been wet.

Only tears can express the contents of my heart that is in the lemma of sadness.

"Dad... Is your son dirty?" My mind, which remembers when I was a child, asked my father that question.

The flash black On.

"Dad... Is your son dirty?" Ask myself who shows my clothes and palms that have been dirty exposed to the ground.

"No. the son of the father is always holy, and this can be cleaned.." said softly Mr. Hamzah while gently rubbing both my palms and my clothes hit the ground.

"Well! I was clean!" I was excited when I saw my clothes and palms that had been clean again.

"Son, guard your chastity... Don't let anyone take her except your husband later" said Mr. Hamzah gently as he gently stroked my head.

"Good, Dad!" Answer me who at that moment did not understand. But I still follow his orders.

The flash black of.

As I grew up, I began to know what my father meant.

Until now, "Dad, is your son still holy?" I asked who only imagined that my father was smiling in front of me.

"Dad, I miss you, Dad. Brother," sign my hand.

Mba Lisa looked at me with pity and said, "We told umi first, 'yuk?"

I nodded as I stood up and followed Mba Lisa.

Chequek!

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Lisa Mba.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Umi Adiba and Diana who were there.

"Nil..." I ran around hugging my body Umi who was still lying limp on the bed.

"Umi, why?" Ask Mba Lisa when she sees Diana wrapped around a compressive cloth in a special container.

"Umi, just a little fever," Umi replied limply, and sure enough as I hugged her hot body.

"But, umi's okay, right?" My worried hand signals while letting go of my embrace.

My Umi nodded with a smile. Then, gently rub my face covered in a black veil.

"What's up, kid? Why are you crying?" Ask my Umi who is aware of my sadness.

"Permy... There's someone who took my crown forcibly and he managed to snatch it!" I got back to harboring her. Then, gesture. "I'm fine,"

I just smiled behind my veil and shook my head.

"Umi is now vulnerable to pain, do I have the heart to tell everything and add worry to her?!" My mind dodges when I want to tell it.

"If you don't want to tell Umi, it's okay. But tell everything to God. Yes, son?" My words that I answered with a nod of my head.

"Umi, when umi has improved.we will make a pilgrimage to Abi's tomb," said Mba Lisa.

"Really, son?" Ask Sang Umi with teary eyes.

Mba Lisa smiled as she nodded.

"May no seed grow in my womb..." I looked quietly at me under the floor.

"What's wrong with my sister-in-law?" Mba Lisa's inner self when she realized my dear gaze.

Elsewhere, right in a private room of the CEO Casanova.

"Will he not hate me, as soon as he knows what will grow in his womb. Is it my flesh and blood?" Muttered Rendi who was pensive to see the beautiful scenery from above behind the glass.

Chequek!

"Excuse me, sir," said Daniel.

"What's wrong?" Ask Rendi coldly.

"There's Mr. Andrew who wants to meet you" Daniel said in formal language.

"Now?" Ask her.

"Yes, sir. Mr. Andrew has just arrived from America and has been waiting for you in the lobby" Daniel replied.

"Alright," replied Rendi as she walked out of the room towards the elevator.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" Andrew said when he saw Rendi just got out of the elevator and walked over to him.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Rendi as she shook hands with him.

"Why come to Indonesia urgently? Is there anything to say in our cooperation?" Ask Randy after sitting on the sofa.

"This has nothing to do with our cooperation, I just want to be able to marry you Mr. Rendi," replied Andrew kindly.

"What if, we had a chat at a restaurant or something? Because it has entered lunch time," said Rendi.

"What a coincidence! It looks like I'm hungry too" Andrew agreed. Then, they went to a sea food restaurant near there.