SIBURUK LOOKS LIKE AISYAH

MAKE MILK FOR THE SHEPHERD

Her hair was doused, covering part of the face of that scavenger Aisyah! One pair of his eyes looked beautiful, when the direction of view was fixed on the Mother.

"Mommy.." he muttered again.

Aisyah gave a smile, on her face! When he found a lazy mimic, his eldest daughter.

He sprinkled her on the edge of the bed - opening her two hands - and immersed Bella's body in an embrace. Jemari Aisyah neatly lined up, gently combing her daughter's long hair, channeling her love as a Mother.

"Tell Mommy. What do you want?"

His head looked up, staring spoiled at the Mother. "Mommy! I want, milk. Didn't Mommy realize that for a few days now, Sella and I didn't drink milk?" exclaimed Bella, with a sulking tone.

A sigh sounded heavy, as Aisyah heard what her daughter was complaining about. And how could-she fulfill her daughter's wishes, while financial conditions are very unlikely for now. And once again the young mother can only promise pseudo things, so as not to make her daughter sad.

"Mommy, promise! Mommy's gonna bring milk for you, and your sister. So can you be patient, honey?" Aisyah gave a smile on her face, which featured her rows of neatly lined white teeth.

Bella is sad. The look on his face that was excited - when expressing his desire, immediately clouded, hearing what was just conveyed by his mother.

Aisyah could only sigh heavily, finding the grim face of her eldest daughter. His heart also smeared, when promising something that he could not possibly fulfill. Not wanting to let her daughter continue to grieve, Aisyah again convinced her eldest daughter with her promise.

"This time Mommy promised, Mommy will really bring you milk, and Sella."

Bella immediately looked up at her face, looking fully at the Mother-heard a speech that sounded so convincing to her.

"Are you serious, Mommy? You're not lying?" A pair of Bella's eyes traced every inch of her mother's face, looking for the seriousness of what the Mother said.

Aisyah smiled bitterly. Seeing the face of his daughter who had returned cheerful, made his heart slightly sliced, where he had to say a promise that he did not necessarily fulfill.

"Yes, Honey! This time Mommy promised. So Mommy asked, you don't be sad anymore. You understand?!"

"Yes Mommy! I-i understand. Provided for a second, Mommy actually brought me, and Sella milk."

Aisyah painted her fake smile. He again tightened the two hands, which further made his daughter's body immersed in an embrace.

Silence, silence...Letting everything just go, until the sound of Bella's call breaks the young mother's daydream.

"Mommy..."

"Yes..."

"Why are you wearing this mole? Also wear that black powder. Doesn't that make you ugly!"

Aisyah chuckles. For not taking his daughter by step, he would ask about the black cream, and the fake mole, which he had been wearing all this time.

"You, and Sella always said that Mommy was beautiful, right?"

"Yes Mommy! Even Oma Asih said so. If it's our Mommy, it's very pretty."

"So! In order for that to happen, Mommy would have to hide everything. Because Mommy doesn't want anyone to take Mommy, from you and your sister."

"Is that true Mommy? Somebody's gonna take you, from me and Sister-if you don't make yourself, so ugly?"

"Yes, Honey! So in order for us to stay together, Mommy has to pretend to be ugly!"

"Surely dear.." replied Aisyah smiling.

Mum's partner, and the child are again immersed in the world of warmth they both have. When Bella again immersed herself, in the warmth of the embrace of the Mother who hugged her, tightly. His heart was so warm, his love so great - to his beloved Mother.

"Mommy.." called out to him suddenly, who broke the silence that engulfed the two.

"Hmmm..."

"I love you so much,"

Aisyah painted her thin smile. The mood that had been arid, was immediately doused in rain-heard the words dear, which his daughter said.

"Mommy loves you too, Bella! Love you so much, and your sister, Sella."

Painting continues that smile, when love and affection hit the mother's partner, and the child. A smile gradually faded on Aisyah's face! When he recalled his struggle - which had been six years - to be able to continue with his two daughters. Very young for an Ayesha through all this, in order to hide from the biological father - Bella, and Sella. And to this day, the good Nasip is still on the side of the young mother. God still left them together, and their existence to this day, is completely unknown to Aditya Wirawan.

"It's not you guys who are afraid of losing Mommy. But it's Mommy, who's afraid of losing you." Eyelids Aisyah, seems to have been inundated by tears - when the fear of loss again enveloped the woman. Don't want Bella to know her grief! Quickly, Aisyah wiped her tears - the ones that had just slightly touched that cheek. "Oh God...Please, let me continue to be with my two daughters. I only want them, not others." said Aisyah, who always said the same prayer, so that they could continue with her two children.

His body wriggled slowly, with a lazy feeling that was still very whacky. The Sibungsu of Aisyah! Waking up from tidurny, rubbing his eyes. The originally misty look, slowly began to light up and found the affection of the Mother, and her twin sister Bella-who was hugging.

"Mommy.." call her slow.

Hearing Sella's voice, Aisyah immediately released a hug on her eldest daughter's body. Smile on the face of the young mother, found the face of a sibungsu pillow, Sella.

"Mommy.. carrying," Whined spoiled, by widening his hands at the Mother.

Just now the new Aisyah was about to reach out - Sella's body, a call from Aunt Asih diverted everything.

"Bella....Sella's..." There was a voice call from Bibi Asih, which was so echoed in the small contract of Aisyah.

"Mommy! That's Oma Asih. Oma Asih, it's coming." With her smiling face, Bella immediately lowered her two legs from the bed, approaching her newly arrived nanny.

"Come, we're ahead. Because Mommy, you have to get to work." Aisyah reached back to Sella's body, and passed out from inside the room - when Sella's sibungsu was already in her arms.

Arrive in the living room! The young lady, found Auntie Asih! Just came out from the kitchen, with two glasses of chocolate milk in his hand.

Bella, who had wanted the chocolate drink, immediately asked, for whom were the two glasses of milk prepared by Oma Asih.

"Oma Asih! Who is milk for? Is that for me, and Sella?" The five-year-old boy's eyes, fully rounded - stared at Aunty Asih with her serious face.

Wrinkles filled the old face of Asih, when he concluded the smile on his face - after the two glasses of milk, he placed it on a small table.

"If not for grandchildren, Oma! Who else. So drink it while it's still warm."

Rona happily enveloped Aisyah's twin face, after learning that two glasses of milk were prepared for them. Sella, who was in her mother's arms, immediately stretched her body, to be lowered from the sling.

"Mommy! Lower me. I want to drink milk.." whine, while trying to lower his tiny body.

Aisyah immediately landed her daughter's body. She smiled bitterly, watching the sight before her eyes - finding both of her fruits so happy while drinking milk, which was brought by their nanny.

"I'm sorry, Auntie! Pardon me! Because it always, it troubles you. I feel like a failed parent, not being able to meet the needs of my children." Her eyelids drooped, as sadness began to envelop the young mother.