The Bond of Our Love

CHAPTER 15 - Mother And Child Are The Same

Zahra chirped before passing by and left Rahul in a knotty smile. I don't know what kind of woman he's facing right now. He was very serious, but the woman was still joking.

However, his behavior even made him feel anxious. Because he could always melt his mood.

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"Assynogaic"

"Waalaikum greetings, Mother?" Rahul who was tidying up and arranging the bed immediately turned his head when he heard a soft voice greeting him.

"Yes, my son, this is Mom. What are you doing? Busy again, huh?" ask Mrs Sakinah kindly.

"Mmm. no, ma'am. Here I'm putting on bedding. They were all brought here by Zahra"

"Oh.ya already. If everything is done, you rest now. Just eat first. Here I bring you dinner"

"I'm sorry Mom. I trouble Mom and Zahra with my presence here. Honestly, I feel really bad. But I promise you, I'll find a job to make my own money, and not keep burdening you" Rahul felt bad.

"Mom's happy if you want to try to make your own money. But I reiterate yes, both Mother and Zahra never feel charged with your presence here. You know, you never wanted to trouble us. It's just a matter of circumstance, which makes you need us right now" said Ms. Sakinah soft and authoritative.

"Thank you Mom for understanding" Rahul smiled knotfully.

"Yes, let's get the food. Don't forget to spend" Sakinah lifted and thrust Tupperware lunch box that was in her lap.

"Yes Ma'am" Rahul stepped to knock the stick and fumbled forward. Approaching Sakinah Ma'am. However, his left leg accidentally stumbled onto the leg of the chair. Until he lost his balance and fell on the floor.

"Astaghfirullah azim things! Are you okay, son?!" Sakinah's mom jumped.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry my feet are stumbling" Rahul fumbled on the floor until his hands reached an object that felt like iron. The guess is strong, it must be the footrest of Bu Sakinah's wheelchair. After all, she was a paralyzed woman in a wheelchair.

But, why are there no legs above the foot of this wheelchair. Should Sakinah's feet be above the cynic?

"Mom, ka-foot Mom? Why?.." said Rahul with a surprised expression.

"Yes Nak, a pair of dead-end legs due to an accident seven years ago that caused both of Mom's legs to be amputated" explained Bu Sakinah casually, as without burden explained about her physical condition.

"Why? You feel uncomfortable, with Mom's situation?"

"Sir Ma'am, I will salute you. Zahra always prides her mother. Of course she was very proud, having a strong and stout Mother. In fact, not necessarily I can be like Mother" replied Rahul Lirih.

"You can, son. As long as you can make peace with yourself. Then as difficult as anything, it will definitely feel easy. Remember, there's always a way, every time there's a will" Sakinah touched Rahul's shoulder and cheered him up in a soft voice.

"I used to live in despair Mom. My body and heart are in darkness. Since meeting Zahra, I felt like there was a speck of light illuminating my heart"

"Heum... Do you like it, same mother?" god Bu Sakinah's.

"Mmm...mak-meaning Mother? Yes, yes of course I like Zahra. He's my friend. So of course we both liked each other as friends. No more" the words thrown by Sakinah managed to make Rahul feel nervous and misbehaved. Until he was confused to answer what.

"Are you sure, nothing more? It's just an answer coming out of your mouth. But from your heart again" Sakinah's still strongly teasing him.

"No-no. Mom is-there is. Which woman would want a blind man like me? To take care of myself cannot. How do I take care of my partner?" Rahul smiled wryly.

"You're starting to get pessimistic again. Though Mother never mind, if you become Mother's daughter-in-law. Origin"

"Origin?"

"Yes, you can prove that you can be a good husband and a good priest. That can guarantee happiness for the children and grandchildren of the mother later. The problem of physical deprivation, however, is that no human being is perfect in this world. Because the most important thing for Mom is, she has a perfect heart"

Rahul was moved by the statement of Sakinah. How wise is it to have such thoughts. Still ringing in his eyes, almost the same speech was thrown from the mouth of Zahra. It is fitting that the girl has a humble and supple nature. It turned out to be a derivative of his mother.

Although the nature of the gesrek and nyebelin Zahra more dominating. The more he came, the more comfortable he was in this place.

"Mmm... Speaking of Zahra, where is she?"

"He's at home. I'm making condiments for tomorrow's cake menu. Wh why? miss the same mother's son?" Sakinah is still not satisfied and teases her.

"Mmm. I-I just asked, because the collision didn't come here. That's all right" Rahul increasingly misbehaved and embarrassed, because it continues to be scouted by the temptation of Sakinah Bu.

"You just calm down. He's here again tomorrow morning"

"Y-yes"

"Well, it's your turn"

"What do you mean Mom? what turn?" Rahul knitted his eyebrows.

"Yes, it's my turn to be frank with Mom. Is Zahra a typical woman of your dreams?" Sakinah smiled mischievously.

"Huh? hehehe" Rahul cengengesan. God, why are these kids and moms so fussy? For a long time he can die lice if this is so.

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The door opened from inside

"Good morning!" zahra exclaimed with a wide smile that expanded on her beautiful face.

"Hey, morning"

"How did you sleep last night? Is it sound"

"Yes of course, very good"

"What was it because I dreamed of it? so your sleep feels good?" Zahra smiled seductively.

"Oh my God, start again deh gesreknye. Last night his mother attacked me, now his son. Maybe this is what is meant, the fruit fell not far from the tree" murmured Rahul heard by Zahra.

With a long sigh and squinting, and linking lips. And without any warning, Zahra immediately touched Rahul's forehead using the middle finger after being linked to the thumb of his hand.

"Aawws! Jeez, it turns out you're a bar-bar woman huh" Rahul cried.

"Thankiratin. Who told you to gossip my mother in front of me" Zahra murmured.

"And I speak the truth. Because of your mother, I died a flea last night" complained Rahul.

"Hahaha.... What did my mother do, until you could die a flea heuh?" Zahra laughed softly.

"Yes.your mother's time told me that I liked you" Rahul murmured.

"Huh? hahaha.... Seriously my mom said that?"

"Yes" ketus Rahul.

"Waw, don't-don't you be right again. If you really like me" Zahra smiled teasingly.

"Hahahaha. On what basis? I can love a chatty, fussy woman like you" Rahul argued in a cynical tone.

"You don't know if I'm called the prima donna of this village" Zahra said proudly.

"Huh, prima donna? Hahaha, of course. Maybe people in this village are afraid of getting scratches, if they refuse to give you that nickname. Hahaha" laughing mocking Zahra, Rahul reflex had to complain in pain when suddenly he felt his feet being stepped on with a loud bang by the girl's feet.

"Awv....! Oh my God, long time can crumble my body in your hands"

"Still mending only your feet that I stepped on. I should've clawed that shitty mouth of yours. Already, quickly disperse the dining room. I'm already hungry. If you don't fast this morning" Zahra's cerocos barged into the house carrying a Tupperware lunchbox in his hand.

"Huh.basal strange girl" Rahul murmured before stepping up to the girl.

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"Enak, is this your cooking?" praise Rahul while chewing his food voraciously.

"He uh" replied Zahra briefly who was also chewing his homemade fried rice, which was combined with egg clippers and slices of tomatoes and cucumbers as a complement to the breakfast menu that morning.

"But I'm sure your mother's cooking must be a thousand times better than this" Rahul said.

"A hundred for you, of course, because my mother is known as the chef of this village" Seloroh Zahra boasted of her mother.

"Yes, every mother and child must have something in common. Starting from his skills in cooking. Including the chatty and nyinyirnya aaww!" again Rahul had to complain of pain, when he felt his forehead again being targeted by Zahra's middle finger, as a result of his pity towards the girl.

"God. What's your problem with my forehead? Until it's always your finger?"

"Because the owner is satisfied. Already, quickly finish your breakfast. Not much of a story" Zahra said.

"Oh yeah, so what's your plan now?"

"I'm just gonna find a job. I talked to your mom about this last night, too. I feel bad, stay and eat for free here. Yes, at least I can make money for myself, even if not how much" Rahul said.

"What do you want to do?"

"Yes.anything, which is halal. Oh yeah, can you help me?" asked Rahul expectantly.

"What help?"

"Yes.... about this village there is no, lowker that is suitable for me?"

"Mmm" Zahra seemed to think for a moment before answering "Alright, finish your breakfast. Let's take a walk around the village. So you don't feel alien to this village anymore"

"Don't you have to go to the hospital now?"

"No, today I'm in the night shift" Zahra replied, bribing her mouth food.

"Oh"