That man is my husband

Rest

I put this body on my favorite mattress feeling tired even though this day there is no exhausting activity, while smiling myself I remember the moment of togetherness with Irman mas, Irman,this is truly an incredible happiness.

But there is something that makes me happier, namely the blessing of Irman's mother, seems to be a new mood booster for me. It was so moved when Irman's mother preferred me over that woman named Rani.

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After the hugging scene between Irman and Rani and ask for an explanation about my relationship with Irman mas, I'm sure Rani is very fond of Irman mas but how else can a little selfish? this concerns my happiness and also for the sake of my son Shafira who so need the attention and affection of a father figure it all exists in me so perfect Irman already so deserving to be a person dad .

We also entered Irman mas call his mother but there was no answer, finally Irman mas approached his mother in the room possibility he was there .

And it turns out that it's true that Ms. Irman was there, I noticed her face and it was still the same as 14 years ago still young , I think Irman's mom still remembers me or not.

While Rani was so enthusiastic and immediately approached the mother mas Irman .

" Mom ..kangen" said Rani in the arms of Ms. mas Irman.

" Mom too, you haven't been visiting for a week. Where have you been ?

" Rani's busy mom, I know my work is so piled up "

" He is, you still have to take care of health"

" It's mom"

Seeing the familiarity of Rani and mother made me envious, I became a miss Mother of the same Father.

As my mind was recalling memories with my mother and father, Shafira's chatter caused everyone in the room to turn their eyes to me and Shafira.

" Where's Umma Oma Ila?

" e-hh "I am confused what to answer because Irman's mother has not realized my presence.

Irman walked up to me and began to introduce me.

"Mother, do you remember this woman next to Irman? ask Irman to Mom .

Looks like mom is thinking, I guess she must have forgotten . But his face forgot because it had 14 years did not meet other than that may also be due to the age factor"

" Who's the son, Mother's the son" walked towards me.

" Have we ever known each other?

" Have you forgotten about me?

I am Aisyah Bu daughter of Bu Maya and Mr. Hasan .

" What? is this really you, son ? holding my cheek in disbelief

"Yes, all right, I didn't see you for a long time, I know, how are you ? news of your family , where do you live now ? why only now can we meet again yesterday-yesterday where you go and this is who this sweet child is "

" Mommy.this mother is nanya or what the hell, one-on-one asked her Aisyah right so confused" said mas Irman

" It's okay, sir"

" Tuh denger Aisyah not only problem "

" The good news Aisyah , now Aisyah lives in the charm housing on PEMISAN street. whereas mother and father. ...they are gone "

" what?? innallah so Maya same Hasan is dead?

I nodded my head" exactly 4 years ago they were victims of an accident, but Irman also knew about this"

Mother took me into her arms, comfortable, that's what I now feel like in my own arms, while stroking my head Irman's mother strengthened me. I myself have scolded them.

" Im sorry Mom son ..mom don't know if they've died mom so it's not good to even remember you again .And you're Irman, pointing at Irman.

"Why not tell your mother about this"

" I'm sorry ma'am that time Irman again ..." Mas Irman did not continue his words and I know that Irman was still heartbroken because of me.

" It's important now Mother knows even if it's too late "

" oh yeah who is this sweet boy?

" He's his son ma'am "Now I'm the drama of it I'm from here lo but no one ignored me I'm already rich in mosquito repellent just now straight to the point... please explain the woman who you really are "

Mothers who don't know wonder. " What's the matter ?

" Okay, so here's ma'am . Irman and Aisyah will marry Irman here to ask for mother's blessing, Aisyah was previously married and this is indeed Aisyah's son from her former husband, I hope Mother can bless us and accept Aisyah "

The atmosphere was tense, here there was Shafira I did not want her to hear or see anything that she should not have seen or heard. I held onto Irman's shoulder and he understood what I meant and then Irman called for a maid to leave Shafira and take her to the lucky back garden Shafira wanted to come along.

I looked at Rani she looked like she was holding back anger, only when Shafira was gone did she vent her anger.

" You mean what?? married ? with this widow? while pointing at me.

" He was, it was my wish long ago and only now does God predestine me to be able to have it back "

" Well then what am I? I waited for you for two years lo, but you ...ah berga!!!!

" I've never given you any hope, even outright rejecting you, because who's wrong here "

My mother and I listened first, because I honestly didn't know anything.

" Mom please Rani, please tell Irman "strange Rani to Ibu mas Irman.

breathing rough "Hah. .. I can't do anything, the decision is in Irman's hands "

" What? so mom also defended Irman's relationship with him, great. " It used to be that I begged and now what? you defended their relationship when I really liked Irman's mas"

" Mom knows I was wrong but first when I saw Irman's rejection of you my hope was dashed and intend not to force Irman or you to know each other further , and I really don't know if you're still expecting Irman"

" buls*t..bullshit! !!

" keep your word Rani! !! how brave of you to be rude to my mother, oh so this is your actual behavior I'm grateful that I didn't give me the slightest bit of love for you "

" I'm like this because you're Irman, I hate that you've all insulted me and played me "

" Go Rani! ! go!!!

While shedding tears Rani left from here, but before leaving she first looked at me, her gaze was like a murderous gaze.

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" Irman immediately married, I do not mind Aisha a widow or not I know Aisyah a good woman, I'm old want mom want to see you married dear. And to you Aisyah sorry for this mess "

" No mom, no need to apologize this is not mom's fault "

" Oh well where the mother's granddaughter, bring her here "advised by Irman's mother.

" Good Mom.

Irman goes to the back to take Shafira.

" Oma's granddaughter is here, sitting near the oma"

Shafira walks over to mom and sits down .

" Whose name?

" Shafila, Oma just call Ila because Umma om also Dad Doktel call me Ila "

Mom chuckles "HEhe You're so funny dear " kiss and pinch the clucking cheek of Shafira.

" Aisyah, Irman take care of your marriage quickly Well, I bless you"

masha Alloh, it's a pleasure to thank Rabb that you always give something that is best for his servant.

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