Wounded Woman

Part 4's

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Happy Reading Gaes..

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From then on, Fitrah really never appeared in front of me as well as Dad.

My life was peaceful for only a few years until this year all my mass again messed it up again.

And I tried to be normal, because after Agam came to me yesterday. Mas adji seems to no longer want to approach me, maybe appreciate what my choice is.

The sound of the dawn Adhan sounded, I immediately woke up from my sleep walking towards my baby box there Allana who was still sleeping soundly.

As usual I carry out my duties as a Muslim, I realize I am a sinner but I will not forsake God for whatever reason.

- Fall 7 times rise 8 times, even if you can no longer afford it. But don't leave God in your life

The sound of Allana's crying made me rush to the room, right after I finished homework making breakfast and porridge for Allana.

"Good morning, Mother." Sapaku and bring Allana into my sling.

And rubbed his back dear, Today my schedule I go to college in the morning, just give the results of my script duties to be checked with my escort lecturer Mr. Sean.

After getting everything done, we and our family gathered together as usual at the dinner table and aunt who became a maid in this house.

Dad taught me not to limit anyone even if it was a maid, I looked at Brother Gavin who looked moody there might be a problem in the office, because the look on my face looks ordinary.

"So how bang," my father's voice broke my daydream.

"It's up to Dad, how best you can be. Brother's nurut." My smile heard my brother's answer.

"What is this dad?" I was curious while feeding the chicken nuggets into Allana's mouth,

"Dad wants to mate Abang with son temen father."

I boasted a mocking smile that in his mouth that was progressing five centi.

My curiosity as to why Brother Gavin was so obedient while in a matchmaking while I knew he already had a lover, I ignored that feeling and chose to keep it for later I asked after returning from college. I finished my breakfast and got up from my seat,

"Dad, Alma's leaving first." I kissed my whole family hand.

"Titip Allana ya Bu, doain thesis Alma in Acc so that the graduation cepet tired of college continues Bu," complains that made Mother giggle amused, he said,

"Alma, later please finish shopping to the market. You know, auntie's not as healthy as she is,"

I nodded, and walked towards my parked car, lit it up and slowly wearyed it which I felt in my body comforting myself by playing a few songs.

Ddrrtr...

Notification of the messages and names that forced me to lay off my car, Mr. Sean.

Sean: Alma, I'm sorry. Today I can't keep my word, I have a problem at home. I hope you can understand.

"Arrghhhhhhhh!! Fail again, when to try to finish."

I'm replying to a message from Sean sir,

Me: What if I drive to his house, sir? I have my own that I haven't been waiting for more than 4 months. Father played me, huh?

Get furious!

Mr. Sean: Well Alma, I share lock yes.

A WhatsApp message from an unknown number, which sends a share lock.

That must be a message from Mr. Sean, I open it through my GPS drive my car slowly to the address given.

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Sean

My name is Sean Nugraha, I am a lecturer graduated from the University of Indonesia.

I'm also the CEO of the Cat Company my father used to manage, and then put it down to me. Because he wanted to enjoy his youth.

There's one reason I haven't made a marriage promise.

Because I was afraid that my marriage would fail, I did not want to get married repeatedly.

Marriage is only once in a lifetime, I think if I fail to maintain my marriage then I've wasted a quarter of my time on the wrong person.

I have a chatty mother who nags all the time, that's why I became a lecturer so that I don't have much time at home and don't hear the babble.

"That's why you're married, Sean." My mom sat her ass right next to the couch I was sitting on.

"Come on ma'am, I'm taking time for mom and dad to get quality time. I'm talking about a soul mate again and again,"

"Sean! I want a grandson! This house is empty like a grave do you not understand?"

"Mother about finding a mate is not easy kar-"

Ting.nong..Ting.nong.

The sound of the bell cutting through our conversation, I chose to stay seated and let mom open the door.

"Assynolt,"

Rahma looked at the woman in front of her. Well-favoured. Wrapped in shari'i clothes and his innocent face made anyone fascinated.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma?" Alma's birthday, Rahma nodded, "Walaikumsalam, come in son. Sean's girlfriend, right? Let's go in." Has not been able to answer Alma's arm has been pulled into the house.

"Sean, is this your girlfriend?" Mom's telling Sean to look around,

"Apelera?"

Not wanting to make the mother disappointed Sean nodded his head assuring, the back business with Almaera he could finish, he said,

Sean stared, Alma who seemed to want to argue. But Sean immediately stood on Almaera's foot.

"Sir Sean, I just want to intersect my thesis." Firmly Almaera made Rahma expression instantly disappointed.

Almaera put the script on the table, "Tante forgive me, I'm welcome home Assalamualaikum." Pamphitt.

"You really disappointed me! Sean!"'s!" Snapped Rahma passed away and went into the room. Sean is chasing his mother.

"Mom. come on ma'am," please Sean keep Rahma reluctant to respond.

"Mom wants her to be mother's daughter-in-law! Point"

Sean gasped, digesting all the words his mother said.

"Mum she's Sean's student, nothing more."

"Why indeed? If you don't make a proposal next month. I will never think of you as a child!"

"Mom, Sean really doesn't"

Not finished Sean continued his conversation, Rahma had waved her hand telling Sean to leave.

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Elsewhere, after coming home from Sean's house. Almaera immediately jumped into Pasar Raya buying all the basic necessities for one month.

One hour of good time to buy all the groceries, including fruit.

Alma immediately put all her groceries into the car and prepared to go home.

Although his mind is tangled with the behavior of lecturers on campus is very cool why at home can be like that.

Alma shook her head in amusement, she hoped that her script after this was not problematic. Tiredness makes Alma want to get home and clean up, right at lunchtime.

Dddrt...

[Sean: Alma, can we be friends? No, I mean friends as yes I hope you understand.]

I chose not to return the message, I wanted to focus on keeping Allana. After all, which men want to marry women who have adulterous children and have a gloomy Masalalu.

Especially people like Sean Nugraha, respected people.