The Polar Duda Love

The Polar Duda Love
CDK # 15 》》 IT'S HOME MOM



The clock shows at 18:35 as Kenan and Artitha enter the courtyard. Artitha waited for her brother to get out of his car and then walked while entering the minimalist house. Both of them looked at the mama set the dining table with various menus and did not forget the dessert.


"Lho the food lock a lot, ma ?" Artitha asked representing the brother who did not like to talk much.


"Mama's friends and family will come, and we'll have dinner together."


"Mama's friend that day ?"


"Yes, hurry up and you two take a shower. It's not good if they come and you're still kuel gini." Mama Sherly pushed her two children into her room to prepare.


Want to not want Artitha and Kenan to obey the will of his dear mother. It could be dangerous if they do not follow the wishes of the queen mother, they may not be given this dinner ration.


"Don't feel good, yeah,". Artitha stopped her steps and turned to look at the brother who was ready to open the door of her room.


Both rooms are located next to each other. There was only a different atmosphere in his room. If Kenan's room is white because it is a very cleaning person then it is different from the Artitha room that prefers the color of sea blue, calm but sometimes bumpy.


"Don't be prejudiced, deck. Shower before mom starts the concert." Kenan immediately entered and closed the door of her room making Artitha pout her lips.


I don't know why the feeling of Artitha this time is not calm, but not only this time mama's arrival guests and dinner together. Even so he did not stop immediately cleaning himself and wearing neat clothes. It is very rude if he wears clothes as usual when he is at home.


The sound of a car entering the yard and shortly afterwards heard the car door opened and closed again indicating the passengers had gone out. Artitha grabbed the hair driyer and started to dry her hair.


"It's my mom's house, Grandma," Arsheno's eyes sparkled happily. The little man ran into the house without tuning the granddad and oma opanya. Ever since they left, her face has always frowned because they had to visit her grandmother's friend's house before visiting the girl's deep house as her mother.


"Hey, who's Sheno with ?!" Mama Sherly was surprised to see Arsheno suddenly appear when he just left his house this morning.


"Same oma, grandma." Arsheno continued to run up the stairs towards the room of Artitha.


Mama Sherly rushes to the door to see who brought the little man to visit his house at night. Seeing her schoolmate coming makes Sherly's mother guess in her heart.


'Is it possible that Sheno is Rani's grandson ?!' Inner mom Sherly.


"Ha ?! mama ?!" Rani and mama Kalisha and their husbands looked at each other in confusion. Abimana pretended not to hear her parents and in-laws.


Basically from the beginning he knew who Artitha really was. Abimana was no less surprised when the mother-in-law took him to the house of her best friend and the house of her apprentice students. But he did not show his surprise at all.


"Ma, don't discuss, pity the house we've been waiting for." Abiman stopped talking to the parents who were with him and tried to master his surprise.


They then walked in tandem towards the owner of the house who had been standing at the door. Rani and mama Sherly hug for a moment before introducing her family members.


"Assalamualaikum ,,,"


"Waalaikumsalam, let's go in" Mama Sherly let her guests in.


Rani walks first and is followed by the others. After they sit down, Rani then introduces the family members who are with her.


"Oh yes Sherly, meet my husband, my parents and my son-in-law."


"Lho, Abi ?! How are you here ?! Then Sheno ?!" Kenan was surprised to see his best friend visit the night.


"Yes, I didn't expect to be brought here. And as for Sheno, he is my son." Abimana looked at her best friend as usual, flat. Many questions filled Kenan's head but it didn't seem like the right time. He sat next to his best friend.


"You know each other ?!" The compact parents stared at the two in turn.


The two handsome men of different status were the only immortal widows and the other single immortal just nodded in response. Both agree to be silent with their respective minds.


"Where is our grandson ?!" Kalisha suddenly remembered her grandson who was no longer in sight.


The dug dug dug dug


"Mommy !!!" Arsheno's voice rang out to the living room.


"Ah, I must have heard wrong." His murmur continued to dry his hair. The noise of the hair driyer made Artitha not hear well the commotion in front of her bedroom door.


Until finally Artitha finished her hair business. He then prepared to leave the room not to forget to take his cellphone in case Pras contacted him. Lately they've been intensely standing messages via WA.


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"Mama, Sheno misses, ".


"Lho, who's little brother here with ?!" Artitha was of course surprised because yesterday she brought her boss's son without being followed by anyone.


"The same oma, opa, father and grandparents." The beautiful girl gaped in disbelief at the little man's words.


'How can they know our house ? What do not-don't,, ' Inner Artitha dare not guess.


Not wanting to be too curious for too long, Artitha pulled Arsheno down to confirm the truth of her conjecture. How surprised Artitha when she saw her mother and the guests look familiar even her brother and the president looked very familiar as if they were old friends.


Arditha stood in her place, not daring to approach until Arsheno withdrew her hand.


"Come ma, don't be shy,". Arsheno's voice managed to attract their attention. Artitha's face paled as all eyes stared at her.


"Darling, it's near mama. Meet my daughter, her name is Artitha." Mama Sherly introduced the young girl


Artitha was so wrongly looked at in such a way. Everyone looked at him as if asking for an explanation including his own mother and brother.


"So this girl who yesterday brought my granddaughter ?!" Kalisha looked at her only son. This morning he did not meet the student.


"I don't know anything all of a sudden this little sister called me mama when she met him just yesterday." Artith explained what it was. No matter the mother who introduced him.


Mama Kalisha who still had a strong memory stood up while smiling and guiding Artitha to sit with her. With a gentle gaze mama Kalisha slowly questioned Arsheno.


"Darling, try telling the oma, how can Sheno call her mama ?"


"Because she's my mom, oma. I've met before, but mama's gone again, hiks hyks." The basic little boy's talk increasingly makes people confused. Except for the Kalisha oma who was even more smiling widely.


Her memory goes back a year ago where her favorite grandson whined he wanted to meet his mother. So that his son brought many girls to their home but who would have thought now the figure of the girl they were looking for so far turned out to be an apprentice in the company of his grandson's father.


"Bingo !!" I love the happy Kalisha.


"Ma, don't make us more confused dong." Papa Kuncoro spoke up. Since arriving at this house only confusion is presented. Starting from Arsheno who seems to control this house to the call of mama to the beautiful girl in front of him. The same was felt by Shehzad only that the middle-aged man chose to wait for an explanation.


Not wanting to make the others drag on in confusion, finally mama Kalisha told her what she remembered. Abhimana was silent to the story of her mother. While mama Sherly looked at her daughter with a difficult gaze to interpret.


"Sir, what is it ?" Kenan does not believe in the story of aunt Kalisha, but he also has to hear directly from his sister.


"Maybe bang, but Ditha doesn't really remember that much." Reply Artitha doubtful. He vaguely remembered it a little but there was no way he could justify the middle-aged woman's words, it could be dangerous for him.


"Well, it's okay. Talk about it later. We'd better have dinner first, then the food's cold." Mama Sherly took the initiative to invite her guests to dinner rather than spend time just discussing something in the past that is not at all remembered by the person concerned.


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