Rahman's Love Is Not Just a Taste

Destinies

After she finished eating, Umaiza drove the mother to the parking lot. Umaiza kissed Mom's hand and she kissed Umaiza's forehead while rubbing her head. There are feelings, overwhelmed, happy, and happy. "Maybe this is how it feels to get affection from a Mother," inner Umaiza.

Mom was pampering. And Umaiza went to her subscription store.

Umaiza bought some color crepe paper, stalks and glue. Then home.

The time of Ashar has arrived, Umaiza prayed in the nearest mosque, dhuhur was the same before going here.

After the prayer, Umaiza went straight home. But before returning home Umaiza wanted to stop by first to the house of the mother she had helped this morning. Wanna know how.

During the trip Umaiza pondered what had happened just now. Although her mother was in sight, Umaiza could not embrace her.

Air matanya tidak terasa melintas kembali dari matanya.

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My mother also looked at what had happened. If there is no appointment with her husband, she will probably go with the girl, whose name is Umaiza.

There was a sense of curiosity in him, there was a different feeling when kissing his forehead. And his face was very similar to her. Ooooh, Umaiza I hope to see you again tomorrow.

And at her husband's office, get out of the car and into her husband's office, take the elevator and get into his room. Previously greeted first some employees who were in her husband's office.

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Waalaikummussalaam, what brings you to the office" asked her husband gently.

"Yes, there's something I want to tell you," sat down on the sofa.

Her husband stood up and approached. Sitting beside Rahma.

"What do you want me to tell you?" ask husband.

Rahma recounted all the events that had happened at the decorative trinkets shopping center.

"Will our father go to the girl's orphanage?" ask Rahma.

"Can, when?"

"Tomorrow?"

"Can, see the address of the orphanage,"

Rahma shows the address of Umaiza's orphanage to her husband, typed by Umaiza.

"This is the address of the orphanage not far from Rahman's house, you ask,"

"Can, Dad,"

Her husband called Rahman and before long Rahman came to his room.

"Excuse me,"

"Please sit down Rahman" said Rahma.

"Thank you, Mom,"

"Did Rahman know the address of this orphanage?" ask husband.

"Umaiza's orphanage," Rahman murmured softly but was heard by Rahma.

"Yes, that's Umaiza's orphanage. Does Nak Rahman know him?"

Rahman nodded and did not understand, why his Boss asked Umaiza.

"May I take us to Umaiza orphanage tomorrow?"

"By pleasure, sir,"

"Thank you, son,"

"Together, Mom,?

Rahman withdrew to return to his room.

Rahma waited a while for her husband to clear the files, then they went home together.

Rahma has only one child, and that too is being kidnapped by irresponsible people. But her husband was always by her side and never left her.

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Umaiza returned to work on the Maghrib prayer at the nearest mosque that was passed by her bicycle. Rather than late to pray better late to go home.

3 Rakaat already established, Umaiza immediately ride a bicycle and continue the journey. Until in front of the gate Mother who was helped, Umaiza turned to stop and asked the security guard for permission to go inside.

And the security guard opened the gate to let Umaiza in.

Tok.dok...

A man opens the door.

" Who do you want to meet?" seeing Umaiza was astonished that a beautiful woman was visiting her house.

"I want to see Mom,"

Hearing Umaiza's voice I came out straight away,

"Son Umaiza's in,"

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Waalaikummussalaam" the man replied without blinking his eyes.

"Please sit down,"

"Thank you, Mom." Umaiza was sitting in a chair for one person.

"Just home?"

"Yes, Mom. How's it going now, is it better?"

The man was still standing while hugging the door.

Mom looked at her son.

"Will it stand there?"

Umaiza only realized that the man was still there.

The man walked into his room scratching his head and smiling. I don't know what he really feels.

"Can Umaiza see, Mom?"

"By, Son." Opening his sleeves next to.

"Innalallahi, Mother. It's more puffy and blue. It's gonna be so painful, for sure,"

"Indeed, son, it's so sore up here." Mother's Protest.

There's a car coming into Mom's yard. Umaiza spontaneously looked back. The car that Umaiza knew. Likewise, who was in the car, very familiar with bicycles and some flower stalks in the yard.

Rahman immediately went down and Umaiza again saw Mom's hand.

"Umaiza," call Rahman.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Umaiza said without looking at Rahman.

I wonder why Umaiza and Rahman know each other and seem to be close. The Rahman he knew was very cold towards women.

"Waalaikummussalaam" replied Rahman.

"Do you know each other?" ask Mother.

Umaiza raised her face and looked at Mom and turned to Kak Rahman.

"Already, Bun." replied Rahman.

"Bun...Mother?" umaiza said astonished. He thought Rahman was following Umaiza all the way to the mother he helped. "Astagfirullah," rubbed his own chest suudzon to Rahman.

"Yes, Son of Umaiza. This is Rahman's eldest son, if that was Farid's younger brother Rahman,"

And Farid immediately came out thrusting his hand to acquaintance.

"I'm sorry, Umaiza" said Umaiza as she cupped her hands in front of her chest.

Rahman smiled and Farid's face turned red. Shame for the second time.

"Why is Umaiza here?" ask Rahman.

"Waiting for Brother," seduced Umaiza with a smile. Though previously Umaiza did not know that Rahman the son of the mother she helped.

"Mother was riding a motorbike, up ahead. Nak Umaiza who helps Mother,"

"Thank you" said Rahman.

Umaiza looked over with a nod.

"Will I go to the hospital?" Ask Rahman.

Mom shook her head.

"From that time also Umaiza invited, did not want to," said Umaiza to look again at Mother's hand.

"Mother is like this, do not want to be taken to the hospital if sick,"

"Can you borrow the phone, brother?"

"Make what?"

"Umaiza wants to browse who knows there are herbal remedies that can cure the swelling of Mother."

"Here," said Rahman, giving him his phone.

Umaiza looked for him, "Alhamdulillah, there is," said Umaiza slowly, "Mom have a date?" ask Umaiza.

"She, Son,"

"May Umaiza go to the kitchen, to make her medicine. Let Umaiza look for him,"

"By, please son,"

Umaiza went to the kitchen, because this morning Umaiza has made breakfast for Mom so Umaiza at least already knows where the spice place that you store as well as the rice.

Umaiza was so good at puffing rice and fastening, Rahman watched her from behind.

"It is our destiny, without having to meet her with Mother, God has already met them. Everything feels so full of mystery. And now I love you even more" Rahman softened his heart.

"Brother from here?" tanya Umaiza was surprised to see Rahman behind her.

Rahman smiles.

Umaiza transferred the results of the ulcer to a small bowl, and immediately washed the ulcer and tear. Keep it in its original place.

Again Rahman smiled, "The ideal wife" he said.

Umaiza went back to where Mom was. Rahman followed him from behind.

Seen at 7:30 p.m., everyone has not eaten. Rahman ordered 4 packages of food and did not forget to drink them as well.

Umaiza painstakingly smeared the rice on the injured arm of Mother. Ah, what a sight that makes Rahman's heart happy. Farid was in his room.

Umaiza greases and occasionally blows your arms attentively.

Beautiful looks

beautiful heart

who is not in love with you

May I ask God

Tuk made yourself my life companion.