Wedding Story's

Seventy-Five (Fiona is gone)

No matter how long I slept because of holding cramps in my stomach. The current state of the room was quiet, there was only me. Where are the children and other people in the house. I don't know either. But my question seemed to get an answer hearing the sound of a baby crying. I know that voice very well. Faza sound. I just remembered, must be hungry faza, thirsty too. Because I haven't had time to make the baby porridge. Forgive this bundle, son.

I clipped my slightly messy hair before stepping foot towards the source of the sound. But, just now I want to get out, sis fadil already

enter the room with the faza still roaring in tears with a red and sweaty face.

" Faza why baby?" I approached the fadil brother who turned to the room looking for a dotan faza. Indeed, now I interspersed with formula milk other than asi. Before later decided to lay off the total asinya.

" Let me mas" I asked heart. Afraid that fadil's brother will yell at me like he did at the dinner table.

" No need" replied brother fadil ketus

" Kasian his son cried so mas" I said lirih who had no heart because he saw the faza crying as he pleased.

Sis fadil looked at me giddy "Same fiona earlier you have no pity at all. Fiona didn't want to go to school because of your attitude"

I feel more guilty knowing the facts about Fiona who broke down at school because of her problems this morning.

" I was thinking, all this time you just pura pura pity same fiona" My eyes rounded to hear the accusations of kak fadil "Tega you accused me like it mas. Fiona is my son, I love her very much" I replied with tears that were already running down.

" Your son is just a fayyadh and a faza doang. I think you're just pretending to love Fiona"

" yes. Fiona wasn't the kid I was born with, tap-"

" Doesn't really love your sister?"

My words came to a halt with fiona appearing in front of the room door.

" Sister.no, son. Mother dear sister" I walked with fiona who had lowered her head while sobbing.

" Because fiona's not a mother born, is she?"

I shook my head loudly "Sister don't talk about it. Mother does not like darling"

Fiona looked at me with a look of disappointment. I know that, he must be disappointed with me.

" Dad.. Anterin fiona to mom's house huh. Fiona wants to be there" pinta fiona on sister fadil.

" Sister wants to leave mother. Mother dear same sister.  Sorry mother this morning. Mother kayak is just because the mother is afraid of losing her sister, just as adek you are also brother"

Now I don't know what else to do. I'm afraid that Fiona really wants to stay with her mother. It's not like I forbid Fiona to meet her mom. But if Fiona wants to stay there I don't want to.

Fiona went outside the room without caring about me who was already limp in fear that fiona would really leave. Fiona is big. He could feel jealousy and hurt. I should have understood that. But I just want my own ego. Now I'm sorry for my own delay.

" Don't let fiona stay with mbak fania plis. I beg you"

" You made it all so kayak gini" said the piercing fadil. After that he went after Fiona out of the room. Leaving me with regret is shrouded in fear of losing fiona.

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I'm getting limp to see Fiona's mini suitcase in the living room. I can't just tell you all this. I quickly stepped into Fiona's room. There was already a fadil brother and also the mama who again helped fiona clean up.

I was sitting limp on the floor. My knees are shaking so much. I could no longer stand up to stand up. " So, I'm really going to mama fania's house. Mother permission, but not for long. One night is enough, son. That's mostly your shirt. Mother lessin yes" I said and the spirit would stand reduced the contents of the fiona suitcase full of clothes.

" Fiona wants to stay with mama hiks" said fiona lirih.

I shook my head strongly "Sister kan bobo must first wipe his head. Later who wants to wipe the head of the brother if there baby"

" There's mama fania. My mom was born in Fiona. Mama will" said Fiona, who made my heart ache.

" It was renata. Let Fiona go to her mom's house" said mama.

" But ma-"

" Fiona wants to be in the anterin to daddy's mom's house".  Fiona cut my conversation with my mom.

" Oh please. Bejukin fiona" lirih.

Fadil's brother just shut up. I know he must be angry with me. Because from the past, fadil brother never ngijinin fiona to stay with mbak fania. Even though fania has changed.

I'm determined to succeed in persuading fiona sebwlum she really left this house.

I pulled tanga fiona who was about to get into the car. " Fiona's hand hurts the hex" Lirih fiona

I realized that I was rough with fiona "I'm sorry, sister. But mom wants you to go back inside. Don't stay here sister hiks" I plead very much the same fiona.

" FIONA DOESN'T WANT TO" Shouted fiona which surprised me greatly .

" YOU'RE SO RUDE RENATA!!" Said brother fadil yelling at me. But I don't care about that. Fiona is the most important. I kept pulling fiona's hand so she wouldn't leave.

" Take your hands off the fiona" said the big brother and pulled my hands from the fiona until I fell

" Aww" Iid. I fell on the porch.

" Fadil. You're too much if you get to kayak gini" said mama advising kak fadil

" Fadil should do this ma" said kak fadil.

After saying that. Fadil's sister led fiona to get into the car. I can't hold Fiona anymore to stay. My stomach hurts a little. Fortunately, my content is okay. The collision is not too strong and risky.

" Let's go in renata" gently bring mama to me.

" Mama's not angry with me. Because Fiona doesn't want to stay here anymore?" I looked down and broke up a little bit.

Mama mengeleng "Don't be too thoughtful. Later risk the same content of you"

" Renata does not know how to live renata no fiona ma. Just 5 minutes of renata missed gini. How ahead" my sobs.

My mother took me straight into her arms. " You are strong, baby. I am sure you can face this test. Don't cry anymore"

I held my arms to my mom. I don't know how I would break if for example there was no mother to strengthen me. It feels very grateful because the mother who has returned to be a mother figure for me who considers me his daughter not as his daughter-in-law.