The Ojek That's My Soul

Meet Mama and Jihan

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A receptionist stopped him below.

However, after he received an explanation from the man before him.

He repeatedly apologized, though a thousand questions began lodging in his brain.

(Similar to his son Bu Bos, but really wear a jacket ojol ya?)

The receptionist, too, only scratched her head.

(But dekil and not to take care of it, ah like doang kali, ah!)

(Part of his son Bu Bos was Isdet long ago.)

The woman returned to her table as she continued to mutter indistinctly.

Rojali had reached the top floor, he was circulating his gaze.

His gaze stopped circulating right at the far right.

When her netra caught the smile of a girl who was known to be jolly and spoiled.

Instantly the girl in white waved her hand enthusiastically.

An elegant-looking middle-aged woman, who was sitting in front of him.

He turned around until he turned his body.

He quickly closed his mouth, combing the appearance of the firstborn from head to toe.

"I, i, this..., "

"A, Brother..., Mama's son! "

screech the woman with the shoulder-length curls restrained.

Although it is half a century old, but the lines of beauty are still clearly visible on the face and also the shape of the body that is still slim.

No power to withstand the turmoil of the longing.

Mirna lowered her head and hugged her own body.

He bit his lips to hold the stuffed so as not to come out.

He tried to control himself.

But his feelings cannot be compromised.

His heart was so sore it was sliced to see the reality that appeared before him at this moment.

The same thing is felt by the eldest and the youngest.

In fact, Jihan had already swept her tears many times with a tissue.

Rojali put his molars together strongly.

He lifted his face up.

In order, hold that clear scroll.

If only, this should not be the case.

He will kiss and hug his paradise.

God, what game is this?

They're family, but hugging can't be.

Rojali sat down.

He looked at the woman in front of him.

In fact, Mirna had already raised her head now.

His eyes flashed, staring at the two flesh blood he had removed from his own womb.

"We're out of here, Mama doesn't care anymore! "

he said softly while looking into a corner.

It seemed that Mirna was already unable to bear this state of tormenting her inner being.

"At least we drink first, Mah, "

hold Jihan while holding her hand.

"Jihan will take you and Mama somewhere, "

"Yet, be patient a little more, "

"We have to play smart, "

"Abang, her hair is in the booth, yes, "

If you need her bangs in the forefloor, "

"There's good thing you're a gini rebel, "

kekeh Jihan softly while covering her mouth.

"Again, tense can you snort, huh? "

"Older days are not crying, this is a child! "

gemas Rojali almost just floated his anchor to the head of this beautiful girl beside him.

"Although Mama misses the fight between you two, "

"But, you must bear it, lest anyone suspect to see your interaction, "

mama Mirna said calmly as she sipped the juice in front of her.

Rojali handed something, to Jihan.

A small brown envelope is like a package.

"May this smooth our plans, and may outwit them, "

rojali said then stood up and wanted to move.

"Okey, Make it up, Bang the package I received! "

"Nih, rhyme! "

jihan said as clearly as possible, while handing over a few pieces of money.

"Thank you, Ma'am, don't forget the five stars yes, like and positive comments on the wait, "

"Here, the tips I received yes. "

Pamit Rojali then passed by without looking at the mother.

So did Mirna, she acted as if she was relaxed by sipping and occasionally stirring her drink.

As much as he could, he resisted his desire.

Not to look at his son.

Although actually his eyes are hot and sore.

So weird is destiny to play them.

All because of her sin and the man who is now her husband.

"Patient mom, yes, "

"Now we go to the boutique first, then we go through our second plan, "

"Say, Mama wants to buy clothes for prospective ghosts, "

goda Jihan, while raising her eyebrows.

Suddenly, Mirna was excited again.

He also smiled faintly.

"Yaudah yuk, we're looking for clothes for your future sister-in-law, "

mirna's spirit was seen from the radiant radiance of her eyes.

"We fill the stomach first yes, Adek laper, Ma, "

crisp Jihan while holding her stomach.

"Ih, you yes, make Mama's spirit crumpled and ambyar...! "

cebik Mirna while hitting the little girl's hand.

💐Dad is a man who loves us in silence.

A man who is not good at crying.

He was also a man who understood the heart, when others did not understand.

(Good Father's Day)

(For all the greatest fathers)

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Support your authority continue yes,

Oh, sweet-shy... 💋💞