WIFE OF MOTHER

A DEAL

Some days, Rando is busy taking care of his nephew, he plans to move the Hafsah school to the boarding school where he studied first.

Many times Aida begged to meet her daughter, but was always rejected by Rando.

"What do you do to find Hafsah?" rando asked with a fierce mimic, "want to hit him again?"

"Yes, Allah Ndo, aye so juge ade excusenye," replied Aida.

"Whatever the reason, Mpok Aida should not be that bad," said Rando heeded the request of Aida, his brother-in-law.

While in Hafsah, Rando was the same, not allowing his father to meet his mother.

"Make what?" rando asked, "can you climb a tree again?"

Rando is determined to separate the two, although arguably tega by his brother-in-law also his uncle. But he was very confident that Hafsah and Aida would not change his war.

Hafsah has healed his leg. He could go home, but Rando did not take him back to his mother's house he left the daughter to the leapren cottage where he used to study.

"Anyways, you can't meet until you change your nature!" rando exclaimed with emphasis.

"Aye promise Ndo," said the brother-in-law while decomposing airnata.

"Lied!" rando exclaimed and left Aida ignoring her screams and cries.

“Rando!” aida's snapped angry.

“Aida!” Rando replied to the clash of his brother-in-law.

“I want to go tomorrow for two weeks. I cannot guarantee the safety of Hafsah in the hands of Mpok Aida. Because his leg just healed. The child was willing to climb the hospital tree for the kite,” explained Rando with a long sigh considering the behavior of his only nephew.

“Ape .. The child yes! Not satisfied if I thumped his legs!” aida's screams began to get emotional.

Rando stared at the beautiful woman. I don't know how many bachelors and widowers proposed to him. Aida always had a way of resisting. Besides the bar-bar.

“Eh .. I mean not that, Ndo,” error with a clumsy smile.

“Udah .. I already understand the behavior of both of you,” press the man and leave Aida.

The woman was amazed, she was too hard with her daughter, she was very afraid of responsibility, especially Hafsah is a daughter.

“Ya Allah .. ape aye too hard ama son aye?” his monologue.

“But aye afraid aye child Hafsah wrong way,” he continued again then clear point.

She was very sure that her sister-in-law would fulfill her promise to separate her and her daughter, Hafsah.

“Yes Allah Nak. But if you look at your shady behavior. Aye do not promise to make do not mukulin Lu Sah,”

Aida sat on her old sofa. He will meet with the princess for a long time because he is sure. Rando will make weight requirements on his daughter.

Meanwhile in the pesantren, Rando heaved a heavy sigh. He had just received a report for his nephew's actions. Hafsah managed to snatch a male santri to bleed his legs.

“You why the hell Nak?” tanyanya rouse.

Hafsah just looked down, while the santri who was in conflict with him cried. His legs were treated by one of the ustadz.

“Actually Nanda Hafsah is not wrong. He defended himself,” said one of ustadzah defending the orphan girl.

“Assalamu’alaikum!”

Seorag old man came, he saw the state of his grandson. He smiled gently and looked at Hafsah who was looking down. Lovingly, he stroked the head of the Hafsah wrapped in the hijab.

Do not ask the condition of the girl, her dress is dirty due to fighting with the santri who is now crying when treated with injuries.

“Ceng very much anyway!” the Hafsah grunts were very slow.

“Nak!” rando's medal.

The old man chuckled at hearing that, indeed his grandson was very spoiled. But no one spoils him. All were treated equally by the teachers who were also the father and mother of the child.

“Ya. There's the same Paklik mu Hafsah,” worship is soft.

Rando brought his eccentric nephew. Now they have a dorm room. He saw a neat Hafsah bed. Tomboy, about cleanliness. Hafsah no doubt, even he can cook.

“You're with anyone here son?” rando asked and sat down on his nephew's dressing chair.

Hafsah is only thirteen years old, if girls his age have started wearing many cosmetics, such as powder, lip moisturizer, handbody and perfume.

But not with Hafsah, the girl's desk was clean of cosmetic tools. Hafsah sat on the edge of his bed. When Rando was about to open the drawer.

“Do Not Paklik!” forbidden Hafsah.

Rando looked at the nephew with a flat look and kept the drawer open. He was very surprised by the contents.

“Shoppers?” his forehead creased and turned his eyes towards the nephew.

“Did you hit Yai Burhan's grandson because of this?” tanyanya.

“He doesn't accept losing!” sahut Hafsah is certainly upset.

“This is how your mother didn't mukulin you Hafsah?” the girl looked down, she was wrong.

“Paklik,” call him after a long silence.

“Hmmm,” said Rando like daydreaming.

“You met Mom,” said the girl shriveled. “Hafsah kangen.”

Rando closed his eyes. He was cruel, but he was just shown that his nephew would not change his character.

"Paklik will not invite you home before you memorize the fifteen juz verses of the Qur'an," said Rando who made Hafsah gaping.

“Paklik ... where can it be!” rengek Hafsah who objected to the conditions proposed by his uncle.

"Hafsah kangen mama paklik..huu..uuu!" said Hafsah while crying.

Rando sighed. Hafsah came to him and stood before the man. Rando stroked the orphaned nephew's head.

"Practice knows, but this is all for the good of Hafsah" Rando said in a heavy voice.

Hafsah was still faithful to his cries. She really misses her mother. Although the mother is very hard, but the woman is the only place of true love.

“Hafsah promise not naughty anymore .. hiks!”

“After seeing your behavior earlier?” kekeh Rando then shook his head.

“Clicks are leaving for two weeks. Paklik can't keep an eye on you. Paklik is afraid, you are fatigued and your mother is possessed by a demon because she saw your behavior,” he said heavily accompanied by whining the nephew.

"The click will come and bring you to your mother" Rando said.

"Click promises?" ask Hafsah again.

"Yes, but the condition is that you have to memorize, at least 5 juz al-Qur'an and 200 hadiths" replied Rando firmly.

Hafsah swallows saliva. But he finally agreed to those terms. Rando smiled, he was very sure if his nephew was able and even exceeded the conditions he proposed.

“Prove you are a child of sholehah Nak. Prove the same your mother if you will be her proud child,” he continued.

“This is the last day Paklik comes, because tomorrow paklik will go. Take good care of the name of the client yes,” Hafsah nodded.

The responsible girl looked at the man who had always been her protector at the time when her mother had started to be very hard on her.

“Pak ... what is kayak paklik?” he said with a glaring look while remembering the face of the father.

Seriate.

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