Three Years Different

Section 11 (2)

^^^Sorry, Lutfan.^^^

^^^ Not everything about me you should know

The next few seconds. There was a reply from Lutfan that he should contact Umma Sarah. Yes, he almost forgot. After searching through Umma Sarah's contacts and telling her the news, Mardiyah put the device back in her bag.

"You're telling your parents?" ask Aryandra Adyuta-man whom Kak Devina means. Because Regita could be involved with Kak Devina to leave her alone in the hotel.

Mardiyah looked straight and said, "I live in an orphanage. Why do you agree to know me from Devina?"

"Abspond questions with questions." Aryandra smiled faintly. "What if you live in an orphanage?"

Mardiyah. "Should I explain?"

"Necessary."

"Not all children living in the orphanage are orphans. There is also because of dark relationships and others," explained Mardiyah.

"So what do you want to say, Mardiyah?"

Mardiyah's five-second pause said, "I am not an orphan. But I live in an orphanage. Please think, what kind of family do I have?"

The black BMW car left the first housing that it fused with the hotel's Lazuardi area. Aryandra sighed softly. "You're trying to show your ugliness in front of me?"

"No. I'm just explaining. I'm just afraid the woman you want to get to know more closely is not up to your expectations" replied Mardiyah.

Red light. The car stopped, just then Aryandra looked at him. "A child will be born holy. Even though it comes from a bad relationship."

"Don't soften your speech, Aryandra. Say it, child of bad relationship, child outside marriage and other contemptible words. I'm used to listening to that" said Mardiyah calmly, although in fact he began to ignite.

The car is back on the road when the lights turn green. I can't believe what it's like with the woman next to this. "Honoring someone is a bad deed" said Aryandra.

"After this, can you please not contact me?"

Aryandra. "Why?"

"I don't want to deal with the Adyuta family."

Aryandra smiled faintly, again. "You speak as if my family is very bad."

"The Adyuta family are good people."

Aryandra nodded. "Even my mother was hijab. You want me to introduce you?"

The car stops right at the Harsa Flower Shop. Before leaving Mardiyah looked, her neutrals met face-to-face with Aryandra. "Every parent wants the best for their child. I'm not the right list of people to be in your family, Aryandra. Because the Adyuta family is too perfect for a child outside of marriage."

"Excuse me" added Mardiyah and got out of the car.

Entering the Mardiyah flower shop directly looking for where Kak Devina? His ears heard laughter from the rest room.

"Sir Dev" said Mardiyah standing right in front of Kak Devina and Regita.

"Lho's? Hurry home? No dating?"

After saying that, Mardiyah turned around. Leave the rest area and head to the kitchen provided for a glass of mineral water. So that his anger subsides.

"Mar ... Mardiyah." Brother Devina caught up with him and sat right on the side. "Don't be angry dong. I'm sorry, huh?"

Mardiyah.

"I don't mean anything. I just want you to know people, not covered in gini. I just want you to spit out there's that couple, Mar," explained Kak Devina.

Mardiyah looked up, right looking at Kak Devina. "Do you know what Devina is about my life?"

Brother Devina was silent.

"Introducing the Adyuta family who are clearly respectable people like that feels wrong, sister."

Devina asked, "What's wrong?"

"Because you don't know the origin of my family. Try Kak Dev ask Aryandra's cake, she knows what I mean, Sis. So, please stop, brother!"

Brother Devina was silent for a moment. "Sorry, Mar."

Tears were back on his right and left cheeks. Brother Devina is gone. She lay her head on the table, crying silently there. Why ... Why does it have to be like this?

Why can't she say she wants to fall in love too? He wants to love and love others. But his little heart said, as if he was not worthy of anyone.

Yeah, anybody.

This birth is really painful. Either for him, either later for the person who loves him. Jafsa ... That man is in his memory. Is he worth liking? Is it worth it to be with that guy too? Himself shakes.

Unbecoming.

Absolutely, not appropriate.

"sickness, Mom. Pain ... Ummm ..."

Even with the evil one. He decided on the promise he had made with Lutfan. He has made dear child Umm Sarah disappointed. His fault. All this is his fault.

"Where ... how can I hold it, Mom?" muttered.

Suck it up to sound. It doesn't matter Devina and Regita hear it. After all, those two were just city people who never knew as pathetic as what life was in an orphanage.

"I .. I need Mom. I need Umma. Wh-why ...?" Mardiyah squeezed her shirt on the chest. Be ill. Tight-tasting. "Why should I read Mom's letter? ... Being a discarded child is enough, Mom."

Mardiyah rubbed her eyes. Make up on the face must have worn off, because of tears. "That's better! For by Allah it is painful to know only the facts of Mother's name ..."

"sickness ... Umma please ..." Mardiyah closed her mouth. So that this cry does not get louder.

^^^

Note:

Lutfan's real rival is Aryandra Adyuta. Not the Masnya, Jafar. Si Jafar already has a handler, enough Alma.