Perfect Paradise's

Chapters. 373

"That's not the kid from yesterday? Who is she with?" yusuf saw from a distance.

Gadi was seen fighting with an adult whom Yusuf thought was his mother. Her hair and skin color are the same. But Joseph did not know why they were fighting. At first he was still looking from a distance, until he felt annoyed when the girl was pushed to the ground with her head hitting the sidewalk.

"Astagfirullah. Why is it pushed?" joseph said until he stood up. Unable to see the incident again, Joseph willingly crossed to approach them.

The mother and daughter had a fight in English. The point is that the mother does not want to take care of the little girl anymore because she is married to another man. Likewise with his father who no longer wants himself, he is also married to another woman.

Her mother left the girl after pushing her down. Seeing the girl's knee bleeding, Joseph asked her to sit in front of the store first. He would buy plaster and wound medicine for the girl.

"You were here first, yeah. I'll buy you some medicine for your wounds, wait!" pinta Yusuf, he ran towards the department store next to the one where the girl was waiting.

Shortly after, Joseph returned with red medicine and plaster for the girl. It was seen that the girl was silent and not wrinkled when smeared with red medicine. Sometimes Joseph glanced at the little girl, her tears falling but her eyes were still empty.

"You crying? Does this hurt a lot?" ask Yusuf.

The girl looked at Joseph, then shook her head.

"Where's your house? Let me take you home, will you?" Joseph was worried about the girl.

Joseph was always so, with anyone is good, likes to help people who are in trouble. Never looked at who he helped. However, the girl just said that she was fine and wanted to go home alone.

"You sure? In this situation?" ask Joseph again.

"I'm fine, thanks for caring about me. I will repay your kindness one day, excuse me.." wirred the girl, stammering.

"You sure? I can drive you, if you want, I'll take the bike and leave this kid to the house for a little while" 10-year-old in that situation, he said, made him remember his condition a few years ago at the residence of his mother and father left him for good.

It may be different fate, but it must be very painful to be abandoned by parents who should be a backup for their children. Especially at a age that still needs love from them.

"Beautiful, take care of her, brother. Don't hurt her, I say good, drugs.." The girl still didn't want to be taken between by Joseph.

"Goup!"

From a distance, Hamdan who was carrying Anthea called out to her. Joseph went back to the pesantren, and they brought the twins for further walks.

"Hey, gini very walk bring a baby. All the macems were brought, and the bags were pink again, O Allah.." murmured Hamdan.

Arriving at the playground, there were many mothers there. There is a young mother up to the old mother who is accompanying her children to play. Seeing that there were two sweet-tongued in front of him, the mothers immediately charged at him. There are so many questions that mothers ask.

"What age are you, son? How, it looks so young?" ask one of the mothers there.

"Em, I want 18 years, ma'am." replied Joseph.

"Certainly you? Do you look like Jun Pyo Yo? The roof has children, who are patient. Don't be ashamed to admit your mistakes, let's let your children play together with our children" the mother added aloud without a semicolon.

Joseph and Hamdan could only smile. They must have thought that Joseph and Hamdan were married young because they were pregnant first. Considering Anthea's eyes were also narrow like Gu's. Similarly Hamdan also has narrow eyes too.

Ayanna also had lips and a nose similar to Joseph. Just like Airy's, the mother was very sure if they were married young. While Ayanna and Anthea played with the sisters of one of the mothers, Joseph and Hamdan were asked to sit among the queens in giving something.

"We're trapped. Jun Pyo who, the hell, Suf?" hamdan Whispered.

"I don't know either. Let's enjoy this happy moment" replied Joseph.

"Happy bald spot!" ketus Hamdan's.

"You're chinese, huh? Your eyes are narrow, your skin is white, but you're wearing a sarong. You're convert?" ask the other mothers.

"Ah, I'm here, ma'am. I am not Chinese, I am also a Muslim by birth. Living in the Darussallam pesantren," Hamdan explained with a slight hustle with the question of mothers who always call him Chinese.

"Well, Muslims from birth who commit adultery to have children, anyway? You should feel sorry for your parents, they raised you two must not be easy, you guys even disappoint them by having children before age. Poor your parents, must be crying," the pretentious mothers also appeared again.

Having been upset by the miscellaneous accusations from the mothers, Hamdan said that he was the grandson of Ruchan, the son of the dai Kabir who had a wife from Korea. But the mothers still do not believe.

"Suf, by the way cake. Even diem-diem bae! Our dignity is at stake!" Hamdan grabbed Joseph's arm.

"Assallamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, mothers. My name is Yusuf Ali, and this is my brother Hamdan. Actually, what my brother said is true. I am also the grandson of Ustad Ruchan, my youngest son Ami Aisyah. And the babies, they're the children of our brother, Kak Airy who has a husband from East Java, the mothers must know Kak Airy, right?" Joseph explained it with a smile engraved on his lips.

"Oooooo," an upsetting answer.

Not even the mothers apologized. Even immediately guessed Airy who was very stubborn in his childhood. It is difficult to chat with the mothers of their models. Not everything, but the class of mothers who like to be grateful must be so. But Hamdan and Joseph did not mind it, for they also felt no harm.