Single Parent But Virgin

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Fimi and Fir are home. The woman carried her little son to the son's room. Fir had fallen asleep in the sling of the mother after the child had finished eating and taking medicine.

"Sorry Mimi yes, Fir. Mimi hasn't been the perfect mom for Fir." Fimi kissed the old son on the forehead, before the woman came out and met the mother.

"How's Fir doing?" ask Marina Fimi's mother.

"He's asleep, Ma. Sorry Mimi for not being able to take care of Fir completely," said Fimi stuck because she held back her tears, her chest felt tight.

Marina approaches her youngest daughter, then pulls her into her arms. "It is precisely Mama who apologizes, because of past events, you must be a single parent like now."

The two hugged each other long enough, even Fimi still looked sobbing from crying. After being quiet enough, they moved to the living room sofa and sat there.

"Mi, how about we find a baby sitter for Fir?" The mother gave a suggestion.

"What happened then will not happen again, Fir does not want to be close to others, right, Ma." Fimi replies while remembering the incident a few months ago, when she prepared a baby sitter, but Fir instead made a mess, until finally the baby sitter resigned.

"It's not for babysitting Fir, but just as a guard for Fir, as long as you're in a boutique, not a baby sitter …." Marina did not continue her words, the middle-aged woman seemed to forget her name.

"Bodyguard, you mean Mama?" Fimi guessed what her mother thought.

"Well, how is it?"

"Ma, Fir is still too small to get that, what if his friends ridicule him? Mimi doesn't want to" the woman said.

"Part of the rich officials only wear bodyguards," he added.

"Yes, yeah? If the payment is expensive what? Yes it is not. Let Mama now wait for Fir at school," said the mother who made Fimi sparkle.

"I trust Mama more than anyone else, so if Fir is healthy, Fimi take Fir and Mama to school as usual." Fimi rubbed her wet cheeks while speaking.

"Okay, don't cry anymore, now we're eating fruit." The middle-aged woman got up from her seat and walked to the kitchen to pick up the apples she had peeled and cut. Apples were Fimi and Fir's favorite fruit, so Marina always bought them for her daughter and granddaughter.

Fimi was seen playing her phone when Marina came with a plate filled with fruit.

"I won't go to work until Fir is completely healed" Fimi muttered while keeping her phone on the sofa.

"Why, Mi?" Marina gives one piece of apple to Fimi.

"It's okay, Ma, I just told Nesa that I might not be able to go to the store for a few days" replied Fimi and ate the apple she loved.

The middle-aged woman simply nodded.

The two women were busy talking until the afternoon. Fir, who called Fimi, was not heard. However, when the sound of objects falling from Fir's room was heard, Fimi finally ran towards the son's room with a worried look.

"Mimi!" shouted Fir who was getting annoyed.

"Yes, Honey. You're okay, aren't you?" Fimi picked up the clock and put it back on the nightstand.

"Fil's thirsty for a drink, Mi." The little boy said spoiledly.

Fimi immediately took the water on the nightstand that was always available there. Then, the woman painstakingly drank the water on the son.

"Again?" But Fimi's head came from the son. Fimi also kept the glass back to the nightstand.

"Fil's legs are still sick, Mi. Fil can't walk anymore?" ask the boy plainly.

"No, Honey. Later also if it is healed Fir can walk again. So Fir has to take his medicine and eat a lot, keep resting, okay?" fimi said as she rubbed the little boy's head.

"Oh yeah, Fil's sick, Mimi's still a kelja, right?" That question made Fimi feel guilty.

"No, Mimi will stay here with Fir until she recovers, dear." Fimi reassured her son.

"Gaziness!"

The two finally told him about the incident last afternoon, even Fir also told about his quarrel with Aksa, until finally the little boy fell.

"Mi, can Fil ask?" Firdaus turned serious, causing Fimi to frown.

"Yes?"

"Fil kangen the same Pipi, Mimi does not want to find Pipi for Fil?" The question succeeded in making Fimi cough.

"Oh yeah, oma's got your apple, Fir wants to?" Fimi tried to divert the conversation.

"You, Mimi. Come on Fil wants to see you too." Fir spread out his hands asking to be carried. Fortunately, the question was not re-expressed by Fir. Fimi took the son out of his room.

"Oma, Fir wants an apple" cried Fimi to her mother.

"Yes, one second, baby!" yelled the oma from behind.

Fir and Fimi sat on the living room sofa, both of them waiting for the oma while watching television. Fir likes cartoon movies, actually just like a child in general.

Not long ago the oma came with a bowl of apples.

"More for all Fir, spend it, let it heal quickly," Marina said gently as she rubbed her granddaughter's head.

"Thank you, Oma. Dear Oma," said Fir imitating one of the scenes in his favorite cartoon.

"Together, my dear." Then Marina sat down to the right of Fir, so the boy was flanked by his mama and oma. Fimi was very busy, but because the son was sick, he decided not to go back to the boutique. However, that's how his phone never stops ringing, either messages or phones, until finally Fimi permission to go to his room to take care of some of his work.

"Yes, Nes, but I can't leave now, Fir's still sick" replied Fimi as her assistant called and there were some matters to be resolved.

"Alright, you go home, he said he wants to see Fir too," Fimi said when he heard that Nesa would come to his house.

"Don't forget to bring food!" Fimi reminded while laughing who got a scolding from across there, then the phone connection was closed.

After that, Fimi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at a photo of herself with Fir.

"Firdaus is everything to me, to the point that there is no time for me, to share my heart with others." Fimi hugged a picture of herself with the son.

"Yes, Ma." 

"Someone's looking for a guy."

"Huh?"

Seriate

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Oh, who's the guy who's looking?