
"Tia." Shouted Mother Ardi.
Ardi immediately held his own mother's hand who would chase after the fry seller's woman.
"Tia, where are you going? Let go of Ardi's mother, I want to pursue my best friend." Said the mother to her son. Both of the women's eyes flowed.
"Have Ma'am, enough, do not chase the woman again.not necessarily the woman is the mother's best friend, it could have been the same woman as the late mother's best friend." said Ardi trying to calm the mother. I hope the mother does not
the mother cried sobbing, as if she could not believe what she saw.she was so sure that the fry seller was her best friend
but Ardi the fried-seller woman was so clear her face was the same as the mother's best friend who was none other than Sisil's mother replied to Mother as if convinced from her heart
but Ms. Sisil never said that her mother was dead, and where maybe Sisil's mother could rise again from her death said Ardi who continued to resuscitate her mother.
Ardi knew that his mother could not forget his best friend who had helped him, so he saw the face of his best friend who was so exact with the fry seller woman.
but Sisil could have lied that his mother had died, You see for yourself the fry seller woman that slum women could have been Shy Sisil would admit his own mother, said the mother.
where there may be a child who does not acknowledge his mother, as evil as any child, there is no child who cannot acknowledge his own mother. even if there he is ungrateful that he can live because of his parents." Ardi replied.
Ardi immediately put his mother on his shoulder, bringing her into the car.
Just now Ardi wants to bring his mother to get in the car, Lina immediately follows and helps Ardi.
Lina opened the car door, which was when Ardi sat his mother in the car seat.
"Mother calm down, we're home now."
Ardi's mother was still thinking about the face of the fried-seller's woman.
"Tia, are you still alive." Mumbles at the heart of Ardi's mother.
Ardi saw from the car glass where the mother was daydreaming.
"Mom, don't think about the fried-seller's mother. Later the mother is sick," said Ardi who was very attentive to his own mother.
The mother immediately rubbed her tears that had fallen on both cheeks.
"Yes, Ardi. But ...."
Not yet said the mother abandoned everything, Ardi immediately advised his mother back." Come on, Mom, listen to what I said. She is not the mother's best friend, but the same person as the mother's best friend's face. Okay." Okay."
The mother can only obey what her son says, she cannot resist, because her mind seems chaotic.
That's when Ardi started taking her mother home.
After arriving home, Ardi saw his father chatting so affectionately on the phone. Makes him snort and not say hello to his own father.
"You just got home?" ask the father to his wife and son.
Ardi did not answer his father's words, he brought his mother to rest immediately, while Lina just waited outside the house.
It was then that the father left the house, to the point where he was shocked. Seeing the plain-clothed girl sitting in the front seat of the house. The old man greeted the girl.
"You, who. Yea?" ask Ardi's father. Making Lina stand up and greet the old man.
"Oms. Meet me Lina, Ardi's friend!" lina replied as if not ready to say that she is the future wife of Ardi.
"Oh." replied the old man away from in front of Lina.
Lina was a little confused by the Ardi family she saw, the Ardi family was not romantic and looked like other people who did not care about the affection of a large family.
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But on the other hand, Tia's mother cried sobbing sobs, she stopped at a shop that had closed. Now he sat down with a sense of fatigue and a little disappointed because it made his friend cry.
"I didn't expect that I would meet my best friend in my childhood."
Ita rubbed softly the tears that came out of her eyes, forgetting the screams and also the greetings from her best friend in the past. He did not want if the sahabtnya saw his situation that was so worrying, not as rich as before. He is embarrassed to face and greet each other in a state of being a fried-seller woman.
It was then that the woman came home on foot, her heart still feeling the pain of pretending to be someone else.
" I'm sorry, my best friend, I'm embarrassed to meet you in a shabby mess like this. Moreover, we're not at the level."
Ita got in front of the house, she was shocked when she saw her son coming home with groceries, making her ask the child." Where can you buy all these luxury items, from, Sissy?"
the mother's question, not answered by Sisil. The girl went into the house, ignoring her own mother's questions.
"Sisil, I asked you. Why don't you answer," hardik the mother.
Sisil continued walking towards his room, upsetting the mother and pulling the child's hand." I asked you that you answered. Why don't you just walk away, you're not deaf Sisil."
Sisil immediately threw her hand, turned her face toward her mother and replied, "it's not mom's business, want me to have luxury goods, want me to shop with anyone's money . It's none of mom's business. So now I go and take care of that fried food mom who doesn't know how much she earns."
Platc ....
One slap was laid by the mother for her son who had dared to argue.
"So your words, mother became a fryer because she tried to find halal money" the mother chanted.
"Allah, halal money halal money. Don't be so pious ma'am" replied Sisil.
"Mother is not a pushy mother, mother wants our life to be a blessing" said the mother.
"Gift, blessings. What, mending mother looking for money rich father tuh who corruption and can make us rich, not even become a fryer," hardik Sisil.
"Just as Sisil said, it should be ...."
Not yet the words of the Mother tossed everything, at that time Sisil immediately closed the door of his room so hard. I no longer want to hear the advice of the mother who always advises him with a pretentious.
"Sissile." Shouted the mother.