My love is with you My sister

#28

Mela sent a message to Fitri, he said if he did not return to ketoko. And the bike will be delivered by his friend Doni.

Setelqh sent a message to Fitri, he also saved his phone back. Faizal, who was driving his car, just silently looked at Mela from earlier.

Not a word came out of the two. Only silence was there. The car kept going, nobody wanted to start a conversation.

Finally, their car arrived in front of their house. Faizal rushed down first to open Mela's car door. And then help Mela to get out of the car.

"I'm not papa, you can be alone". Mela refused.

"Mel, you sure can. From then on don't walk, just stand up straight you can't" said Mela.

"I don't want you to worry, brother". Her word.

"Mel, you can't be strong enough to make other people not worry about you" Faizal said.

In the end, Mela lost to Faizal. He complied with Faizal. Even he was in the same carrier Faizal to ride his household.

"Amel,,, you, why kid". Mama said when she saw her son Faizal helping her to walk.

"I'm not papa mah, just a little scuffed". Her word.

"What a blister is this. Why you are hurt, baby. Faizal why this is". Mama said to her own. He was worried about his son.

"Mama, Mela is not papa. Mama doesn't have to worry like this". Mela.

"Yes, mah. Mela is not papa now. It's just an external wound, Faizal treated this. Mom, just calm down". Faizal said he was calm mama.

"It's really Mela, Faizal" said the mother, beginning to feel calm.

"Yes, my mom doesn't have to worry. Kan Faizal this doctor ma". Faizal.

"Mela fell earlier ma, from a bicycle. Falling on your own, because it slipped". Mela.

"Why are you riding a bike, where are you going" said Mama.

"Mahs.... I will ask again, Dad. Let Mela rest in her room. Because if you stand for a long time, the wound will be more tense" said Faizal who still memapah Mela.

"Oh.... Ja. Da... I'm sorry, mama, because I'm worried so I ask a lot of questions" said Mama.

Faizal then asked Mela to walk up the stairs. Without any more aba aba, he reached the stairs he immediately carried Mela.

"Sister, I can still walk. Don't gini dong." said Mela.

"No papa, you're not good if you go up the stairs. I'm a doctor, so I know what's good and what's wrong". Her word.

"Don't modus dong kak, sister her reason was kept". Mela.

Mama who looked at him from behind, just smiled happily. He was happy to see his son and his stepson being so friendly.

"The mode that makes you happy is not papa ya Zal," said the mother from behind.

"Eh, mama". Faizal said in shock.

Mama accidentally did not talk, after arriving in front of the new room she spoke. He was just a listener and a smile of his own.

"Since when was my mom behind me". His word is shame. She didn't know that she heard everything they said.

"Mama followed you from earlier, it's just that you two were too cool. Don't know your mama's behind you". Mom said with a smile.