My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 2: What, Mama understands?

Sounds and flashes of lightning sounded so jarring on the sidelines of the water coming down from behind the extremely dark clouds. It was six in the morning, but Alika, Bilmar and Ammar did not want to get out of bed. And for three days now, Ammar asked to sleep with Mama and her Papa, not going to school, moody and her body a little feverish.

"Mah ... Maad." Maura whispered right in her mother's ear.

Despite the heavy rain, this girl must remain in school. If in the fight with the angle of intelligence, Ammar is indeed superior to his brother. But the boy was always difficult to get along with his friends. As for Maura, he had many friends. In his generation, Maura was also quite famous.

Sometimes Ammar was envious and sad to see him. Not infrequently, Maura likes to invite Ammar to the cafeteria together. Because he knew, his sister was always alone in class.

Because intelligence, dexterity and always uphold the value of honesty make Ammar away from his friends. Sometimes it is only used to do tasks and give cheat at the time of repetition.

One day Ammar was beaten by his friend, because he accidentally exclaimed, when his friend was cheating from a book during the semester exam.

Alika blinked her eyes, took off Ammar's embrace and turned her head. "God, Mama is sleeping, son. Until I forget to make you breakfast." the woman wiped the blanket and went down. Feeling the mother take off her arms, Ammar turned to hug her Papa.

Maura shakes. "No, Mah. I had breakfast before I came here, Minah made it."

"Really?" ask Alika. He just put on a saddle to step.

Maura nodded.

"Well, Ammar still doesn't want to go to school, huh?" tanyanya while glancing at her sister.

Alika shook her head while yawning. She walked straight to the dresser to reach into her bag. Grab a wallet and pull out a piece of blue money.

"Sir .." call Alika.

Maura who looked a little bowed from kissing her sister then turned her head and nodded. He reaffirmed himself and walked over to his mother.

"It's a snack, Brother." Alika gave the money. "If there is a child at school, please tell Mama and Papa, do not hold your own, son."

"Kayak Ammar huh, Mah?" answer Maura. Alika looked back. Looked at his son who was still calm.

"Yes, Brother."

Want Maura to ask again, where were my sister and her parents yesterday afternoon?

Sorry, Non. Mamang is late to pick up. You see, I sent Mama, Papa and Den Ammar.

Maura still rang the words of Mang Dana, the driver who always shuttle him and his sister to school.

But it seems Alika has not had time to tell a story, maybe later and Maura, the good boy, understands that. Yesterday afternoon, Alika and Bilmar deliberately brought Ammar to go to the psychologist.

They are afraid that the child has a mental disorder. But thankfully Ammar was only being hit in light portions. Not yet in the major depression phase.

But psychologists say, if Ammar continues to drag on in these bad memories and continue to get things that are not good. He will be traumatized for a long time.

"Yes, Mah. Brother will tell you. Sorry Brother, Mah. I can't take care of Adek. Brother also did not know that Ammar had been beaten often. What Maura knows is that Adek, who is often called a teacher for beating his friends" is indeed more vile than murder. All this time Ammar was bullied, persecuted and smeared his name with a cruel slander.

"It's not your fault, son." replied Alika while tidying up Maura's uniform shirt so that the waist looks neat.

"Sister go first, Mah. Salute Papa and Ammar." Maura kissed the back of her Mama's hand.

"Be careful on the road, son. Look at the right teacher." Alika released a warm kiss on Maura's forehead.

Maura nodded and smiled. "Yes, Mah." he began to turn the steps with a look that did not escape looking at Ammar. Seen the look of his face bitter, because all this time he will always leave and go home to school with his brother. Maura misses Ammar.

After Maura passed, Alika crawled back to the top of the mattress. He pensively for a moment. Want to get to when his son is on strike school.In fact three more months there will be a semester exam class increase. Could-can not go up to class, Alika shook her head to drive away the bad shadow.

"Bah, wake. It's eleven."

Bilmar opened his eyes suddenly, immediately looking up at Alika with the spotlight barking. "What is it, Mah?" the cry of not believing.

"Guus!" Alika gave the code with one finger in front of her lips. So that her husband does not speak loudly and can wake Ammar.

"Not yet, it's morning. Brother just walked."

Bilmar snorted, tilted the corners of his lips, again laying his head on the pillow. "Disturb me to sleep."

"Jeh sleep again, come on ah, wake up! Somebody wants Mama to talk to Papa."

"What do you want to say? Yes, by the way, Papa dengerin." the man hugged Ammar again and closed his eyes again.

"You want to wake up, do I flush hot water?"

Bilmar opened his eyes again. "That's very cruel to you, Mah. I'm your husband, not stepson!"

"Wake up, that's why!" Alika was already anxious, she pinched her husband's arm.

"It hurts so much the pinch, like ants rangrang tau, no! Spicy, hot!" Bilmar grimaced as he rubbed his hot arm. The man then sat down with his legs crossed. Even though his hair looks messy, still the side of his good looks do not fade.

"What is Ammar's fate, Pah? Yeah, well, our kids don't go to school."

"How are you going? You want your son to die slowly. Tortured at school? If I remember that, the innards are very upset. I want to hit those kids, where one of them is Farhan. Nono's son!" Bilmar continued to vent his frustration. "It's so brazen that Papa Botakin wants Farhan's hair!"

Bilmar's relationship with Nino was a little tenuous, because of the matter of the child. Nino repeatedly said sorry eyes. Bilmar who is still arrogant can only accept the apology with wounds and disappointment that are still entrenched in the heart.

Since it still feels difficult, how else, Nino is his best friend. But Ammar is also his baby, the man is in a pinch position.

Two days ago, Bilmar and Alika went to Ammar's school. The two had intimate talks with the guardians and some children who allegedly often made violence to their sons.

Although Bilmar's jaw was tight at that time, but he would not until the heart hit them. Only the scolding that Bilmar gave to the boy was known to number twenty.

Especially at this time Bilmar still has not found a group of High School children who beat Ammar to battered. Because with his own hands he is difficult, then not responsible. Bilmar reported to the police, to arrest the group of children.

"How do you go, Pah? Yes, Ammar doesn't go to school." Alika stroked her son's body until Ammar slightly wriggled and opened his eyes. A slightly fading bluish circle appears, on the cheekbones and corners of the lips.

He was amazed when he saw Mama and her Papa sitting face to face between his bodies. And Ammar prefers to embrace his mother. He moved and held both hands around Alika's neck. Back to the woman's chest.

"Home schooling, Papa will get Ammar out of school as soon as possible. As long as Ammar is like this, you should not focus too much on campus. Heal Ammar first. He seems to lack affection from you. You know what I mean?" billmar's voice did not sound angry, but he seemed to be holding back his disappointment.

DEG.

Hearing her husband's words, suddenly made fine hairs on the surface of Alika's skin immediately brushed. The corner of his heart ached, linu and sore. When the husband gives the word innuendo subtly to him. And Alika did not dodge, she realized. It was wrong too.

"Yes, Pah. Mama understood."

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