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Abiyu Kisya part 18

Abiyu looked at the phone she had placed on her desk, with a photo wallpaper of Kisya kissing Kayla's cheek. "You are my life, you are my life. But why did you change..?"

"Let's...." Abiyu rubbed her face rough. "Even to this day, have you not contacted me? All right, we see, to what extent do you live without me." He put his phone in a drawer.

"Tock.

tock

tock

"Lake in."

Someone is not invited to enter by saying hello. "Assynthetaste.."

"Getishalight." Abiyu looked ahead. "Mother..?" Very surprising, he also rose from his seat approaching the Mother, then kissed the back of his hand. "Tumben mama's here."

"Mother, do you know why you're here?" Shafiah still stands in the doorway.

"Dishish.. Basic Om same Aunt can not keep trust. Nyebelin." snorted annoyed, trying to cover up from his parents, Khadijah instead opened his secret.

"It's not a matter of trust or not Abiyu.."

"Yes, you go in first, let me explain all the same mother."

Abiyu and Shafiah sat on the sofa, sitting side by side. "Now, same story mother, what's the matter with Kisya?"

"Kisya changed Bun, he had forgotten his duty as a wife, as well as a mother."

"Forget how?" Ask again.

"She was busy with her world, her college, her friends, and ended up forgetting me and Kayla who needed her."

"She's coming home late?"

"Often."

"Never cook?"

"Not always, but most Kiran cooks, I don't want anyone else's cooking."

"He's still serving your biology?"

"It's been a week before I left the house, he kept pushing."

"That long?"

Abiyu nodded. "Yes.."

"You nasehatin dong, don't run away from home."

"I thought he was Bun, first he followed, after Kayla came home from the hospital, he changed again, what's next month he has a Tour to Pakistan, he's getting busy, getting over me and Kayla."

Abiyu changed her sitting position sideways. "What's wrong with being angry?"

Shafiah clasped his son's hand. "Son.. Kisya is wrong, but you don't stay home, leave them, you have to be patient, don't give up advising him."

"I want to teach him a little lesson, we see, who can survive more, me without him, or him without me?"

"But when?"

"Until he apologizes to me." Said firmly.

"Abiy.kamu don't get emotional gini dong."

"Mother knows, the leader must be firm, but..."

"Mother, I don't want to talk anymore, anyway, before Kisya realizes her mistake, and apologizes, I won't go home." Say it firmly.

Shafiah can only breathe deeply. "It's up to you, but mother please don't take too long, kasian Kayla too right?"

"I can see Kayla if Kisya isn't home. Or. I asked Kiran to bring Kayla here. Easy right?"

"But you haven't forgotten your duty, have you?" Ask again.

"What obligation?" Abiyu frowned.

"Finance them."

"I will continue to finance them, even Kisya's tuition fees I still meet Bun."

"Alhamdulillah, if you give them their due."

"You want to help me talk to Kisya?"

"No need, the mother also has often nasehatin him, but at the ends of it kayak gini again."

"Yes, Mother can only pray the best for your family, mother also can not interfere in your affairs, if not your own permission."

"God willing I can handle everything myself, and in my own way."

"Hopefully the decision you made is right, son."

Abiyu nodded. "Yes bun, the makasi has come here."

Shafiah smiled. "Yes, mommy said goodbye first, one more hour your dad nyampe to the house."

"Well, do you cook for dad?"

"Udah dong.kamu know for yourself I do not want to eat if not mother's cooking."

"And you have to sit next to him, and you're eating?"

"Well.that's to know."

"And that's what I want from Kisya bun."

"Abi... You are patient."

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