True Said Mamah

Chapter 19

"So, Zidan is Sandra's aunt's son. That is, he is the son of the owner of this hospital. He asked my mom not to worry about hospital costs. Wadduh.debt me more and more dong to mr. Resek," Anan is implying.

"Loh, didn't Zidan talk last night to mamah, if today I will accompany my brother at his graduation ceremony," Zidan reminded.

"So that brother you're referring to is Anan?" ask Dr. Sandra to clarify.

"Yes" Zidan replied briefly.

"His friend too?" ask Dr. Sandra and be taken by Zidan.

While Anan, Mamah Yati and Rasmi are just so listeners follow the direction of their conversation.

"The world is really narrow. Aunty did not think that you and Zidan already knew and even like brothers. In fact, aunt already plans to introduce you to aunty's son. At home, Zidan always told me about you. He said you were beautiful, kind, loving, funny and adorable. Although sometimes fierce. That's the word yes, not the word aunt. But he never mentioned your name, wonder also aunt," said doctor Sandra to Anan while pointing at Zidan.

While the designated only scratched a small head that does not itch, because it was caught often talking about Anan.

Anan only smiled lightly in response to Doctor Sandra's remark.

"Tante said congratulations yes dear to his graduation, hopefully in the future success, amen," said Sandar doctor holding Anan.

"Thank you aunt for her words and prayers" Anan replied and then took off a hug.

"Yes, if we leave now, ma'am" said Zidan.

"OK, careful. Take good care of Mamah Yati" said Dr. Sandra.

"Definitely mah," said Zidan convinced.

"You didn't tell me you were Sandra's aunt's son" Anan said, and the car began to move forward.

"You've never had it" Zidan said. Making an upset look painted on Anan's face.

"Truly bummer!" muttered. Making Zidan smile thinly.

Anan breathed.

"No, I can't be upset. It's my happy day. I didn't let anything ruin my mood today" Anan said.

Huff...! Anan sighed again then glanced at his mama who was sitting beside his right. Want it to feel Anan crying to see the shady face of his mother who was never shunned by a light smile. A face that always shows firmness, strength, patience and sincerity.

"Lho, why you baby?" tanya Mamah Yati after being attacked by a sudden hug by Anan. But I got no answer, except for the sound.

Zidan who heard the question mamah Yati glanced at the middle rearview and then pulled over his vehicle.

"Thank you, I've become a strong and strong figure for Anan. Teach a lot of things so that Anan can be like today. Mamah has been willing to be a mother and father for Anan. Mamah is a great woman. Anan is proud to be the son of mama," said Anan interspersed with sobs and with tears.

"Mamah is also proud of you son," said Mamah Yati stroking softly Anan's back.

The official who sat beside Zidan, watching this shed tears of tears as he was moved. He knew how sorry Anan was for his mother. And from Anan, he learned a lot about how to behave and behave towards people who have given birth to him.

Zidan, who was watching the mother and child, smiled. Although he and Anan often argue, to give rise to the antagonistic nature of Anan. But one thing he never forgot, that Anan is a loving and gentle figure.

"You're great Nan. I salute and pride myself on you, "inner Zidan.

"Ehmm, Wow. her beauty is so faded. There's no cloudy, how does it suddenly rain?" oceh Zidan, make Anan loosen his arms.

Zidan handed over some tissue to Anan. Mamah Yati smiled towards Zidan. Anan wiped away her tears, as well as Rasmi who hurriedly rubbed her cheek with her fingertips.

"You cry too?" asked Zidan to Rasmi who saw the remaining clear liquid on his cheek.

"Terharu sak," said the official and his face began to redden like boiled shrimp because of Zidan's gaze.

"Keep, why is your face so red?" ask Zidan again as he restarts his vehicle.

Officially confirmed his sitting position and looked out the window.

"Ohhhh, this face can not be invited to compromise anyway. I'm embarrassed, "the official mind is biting his nails and can still be caught by Zidan's netra.

Anan and his group arrive at their destination. Zidan parked his vehicle in the provided parking lot.

They entered the hotel and walked towards the place where the event would take place.

Anan wearing a maroon kebaya combined with a subordinate of knee-length batik and 7 cm high heels, looks graceful. Especially with the hair on the cepol that the right front is left dangling to the side and facial makeup that is not excessive, making the aura of Anan's beauty burst forth.

Anan said goodbye to his mother, Zidan and also officially to join his friends.

Salma turned her head, as did Rara and Adji.

"You Anan?" tanya Rara pointed at Anan.

Anan rolled his eyeballs at Rara's question.

"You think?" tanyakanya.

"Oh my God, is this really you? You're really pretty," Adji said.

"Beautiful, wear it!" salma

"Yes.iya, I'm beautiful. It's yes."

"And I'm sweet" said Rara, not to lose.

"Hedehhh...!" Salma and Adji compact.

The show starts and goes in the order. The event ended nearly 2 hours. And how shocked Anan was when his name was announced by the MC as a student with cumlaude predicate. Ananpun is welcome to go on stage to receive an award for his achievements.

Applause and cheers blared in the hall of the building. All eyes were on him.

Anan neutralized his feelings before he stood up from his seat. His right hand touched his rumbling chest so in disbelief at what he heard. He looked in the direction where his mother was. Tears that he had been weeping since then finally spilled too, when his bead saw the mamah shed tears. To make his three friends embrace him.

He wiped his tears, stood up and began to step onto the stage.

And still, all eyes were on him. Parents or guardians who accompany their children are amazed. "Beautiful wife, pinter, cumlaude again. Absolutely perfect" amazed one of the many parents who were there. "The ideal son-in-law" said another parent.

Different from Septy and his friends.

"Yes it's cumlaude, the guy he's bribing. I don't know what a bribe to make," said Septy.

"Pake her body times" thought Yuli added, and was taken in by Serli.

"What a wonder to me, his life is always lucky" said Septy.

"Pake the pellets times him," recriminated Serli.

"As far as achievement is concerned, there is no such thing as pellets. If you want to study hard, it will work. Because in reality, there are no results that betray the effort," said the mother who sat in the back, who happened to hear their chat, who also accompanied her child.

"Some, from the looks of it, I'm sure that he is a smart boy" he said. Making Septy and his friends smile in embarrassment.

Anan had stood on stage, and received a charter of appreciation handed over by one of the rectors on his campus.

Not only that, Anan is welcome to say a word to his success.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," Anan said to the audience.

Anan sighed before continuing his sentence.

"God's full gratitude for what he has bestowed upon me at this time. Not to forget, I would like to thank all the parties involved. Rectors, deans, lecturers and professors, who patiently and sincerely share their knowledge with me and other students. Thank you also to the foundation and donors, who have been willing to provide me with scholarship facilities, so that I can complete my studies on time," said Anan.

Then looked at the mama who was sitting in a wheelchair near the corner of the room, and her three best friends took turns.

"To my three best friends, Rara, Salma and Adji. Thank you for supporting me. You are the best." It did not feel Anan shed tears as well as his three friends.

The MC who witnessed it up close, as fast as lightning grabbed the tissue on the table not far from where it stood, then gave it to Anan. He felt so bad that his eyes glazed.

"And special to my great mamah.mamah, strong and patient mamah.possibly.hiks... ." Anan choked and wiped his tears away.

"Maybe a thank you will not be enough for all the sacrifices you make. Mah, I love you."

Then Anan came down from the stage and ran to his mama and hugged him.

The mother and child's cries broke. All the eyes that were looking, felt their newness. And not a few of them shed their tears. Rasmipun hugged them. Rara, Salma and Adji left their seats and walked up to Anan and his mama. They encouraged and calmed Anan as well as Zidan.

At the main door of the hall of the hotel building, stood an Aryan who had just arrived because he had to attend a meeting first.

His forehead shriveled, his eyes squinted, puzzled by what he saw. He walked towards the chair that had been prepared for him while occasionally glancing towards Anan.

When he sat down, he questioned what he saw to the man sitting next to him. And he got the answer.

"Based drama!" he muttered while glancing again at Anan.