My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 91

The place they went to was not a foreign place. Even Ana's mouth was gaping when she saw him. What does Asya mean? This is not the restaurant the pregnant woman said she was in. Did Asya get the food that tastes exactly like her mother's cooking from this place?

"So, you must be surprised, right?" ask Asya. The woman did not even need to ask further because Ana's expression explained everything.

The expression was surprised, astonished and full of question marks. Until when the woman looked at Asya, Asya smiled as she replied, "I did get the food from here, Brother?"

"Oh ... The food you eat is home made, yes, yes?"

Asya nodded. A little giggled when Ana's expression instead of improving actually increasingly looks funny with a nod that seems to give a sign that she understands.

Ana. Ah ... He did feel a little strange when Asya took him to the apartment complex where they used to live. Because this morning, when Asya came to him, the woman said that she had to look neat.

Ana thought they would eat at one of the exclusive restaurants in the capital. As a result, she wears the best dress on this walk her closet to eat with her sister-in-law this afternoon.

"Are you ready?"

Although Asya's question was a little strange and winged, Ana still nodded and followed Asya's steps before then aligning them. They enter the elevator, Asya presses the button on the iron box and waits for them to arrive at the destination floor.

But what Ana got even more made her feel astonished. Trying to divert the sense of wonder, Ana continues to follow the steps of Asya who brought her right in front of the door of the apartment unit Asya first.

"Assya ... What does this mean?" ask Ana with a twitch.

Asya smiled, she pressed the bell a few times until the door creaked and slowly opened. A middle-aged woman greets them - or rather welcomes Asya with a hug.

Ana's stunned. His face was whitened like cotton when he saw Asya and the woman's interaction. The face ... It did not feel foreign to Ana who had sometimes dreamed.

Mom ....

That right? Possibly ... Asya knows something? But ... It can't be, can it?

He needs to prank to neutralize everything. However, the tears that flowed down Ana's cheeks could be a witness right?

Her chest feels tight. Even when Rina turned to him with a clear pain, Ana's lips seemed to be tight-lipped to take out a word.

Ana dreamed of this. The long-scorched dream was unceremonious and he buried it deep in the recesses of his fractured heart. Mother ... Maybe the figure was only a shadow that Ana could not reach even with hope.

Until as their eyes were rubbing in a wordless conversation, Ana knew that the feeling in her heart just collapsed. She cried. Strenuous. Piteously. Longing.

Lina was still in confusion when Ana lunged at her with a tight hug. "Who is this?" Lina asked doubtfully.

Asya who was already glazed looked at Rina affectionately. "Asha had promised Mamah that Asya would meet Mamah with Kak Ana, right?"

And Rina was not stupid to understand that meaningful sentence. Her old hand moved slowly, rubbing Ana's weak shoulders that were shaking with a light rub of feathers.

"Momah ... Anp ... Ana... Agata ....."

Really ... Is this just a dream?

The uninvited roar of tears drenched his cheeks. Creating a desing atmosphere of haru and melancholy that makes anyone drown. And among all that, Asya who looked at all the events was filled. Only a subtle snuff was heard between them. While Asya, the woman looked at all with a blooming feeling of happiness.

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Really ... Asya is very happy. Happy to see the person he loves feeling the same day and feeling as him.

It's true, yes, what has he heard? To feel happiness was not as complicated as it had ever been embedded in his mind. Because in fact, seeing our loved ones and laughing is enough to make us feel the urge to feel the same way.

Asya smiled faintly. Finishing the orange juice pour on the last glass, Asya arranged it in a tray before taking it to the living room.

Ana who saw him clucked softly and walked over. The woman frowned, taking over the tray that made Asya smile full of supplication.

"Why don't you tell me if you want to bring a drink, huh?"

"It's not good, Brother ..," Asya's great-grandson.

Making Ana mangangguk. "But don't do it again, okay? If Zidan finds out, how?"

"Yes, don't tell me, dong ...."

And the cry was able to make Ana giggle amused. Her mind dug in, if remembering Zidan - who was very protective of Asya during the woman's pregnancy - Ana wanted to laugh at her making.

Yesterday, when her father told her about Zidan confiscating the car and scolding Asya - because she had left without permission, plus not using the services of a driver, Ana could not think about how Asya would express herself.

Zidan and all his possessiveness ....

"Yes ... Yes it is ...." Rina's voice is intruding.

Ana throws a fleeting smile, putting a tray on the table before pulling Asya to sit by her side.

"Asians ...."

Ana's call made Asya look over. Ana clasped her hands tightly. His eyes that had been puffy after crying before, returned to tears as his lips said, "Thank you, yes .., because you, Brother can meet again with Mamah."

"No need to say thank you to Asya."

"Need, Honey. Of course it is necessary" said Rina. The middle-aged woman rubbed the top of Asya's head affectionately, gently and so sincerely. "Mother can't even explain how happy Mom has a daughter-in-law like you, Shay."

Like in the wind, Asya felt cold. If only Asya could explain, that this is where he who is lucky to get back to feel what 'family' is from them.

"One more time Brother said thank you ...." Ana's cheeks were wet with tears. The woman pulled Asya and grabbed him in a proud embrace.

It's not wrong for Zidan to choose Asya. Their family even felt complete with the presence of the woman.

On the other hand, Rina, who could not hold the same back, embraced Asya. They are full of happiness. Spill the taste with a clear liquid that soaks the niche to the heart.

This time it was not because of pain. And Asya promised, that the Zidan-men he loved so much would feel the same taste.

Kaluarga they will be intact ... And Asya will strive for it.

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