YUMNA AZZURA'S

126. Mitha: Don't Want to Be a Dayang Sumbi.

Mitha looked annoyed at her son who was now lying on the bed. He covered his nose with his palm, the smell of liquor present on Haidar's body was very pungent making him nauseous.

"Thank you, Mr. Rif." Mitha told her private driver who helped pick Haidar up from the pub.

"Together, Mom. Is there anything I can do to help you with?" taya Pak Arif's.

"No, Sir. It's been. Just take a break." Mitha. Mr. Arif withdrew from there and returned to his room.

Mitha supported one hand on her waist while the other hand she still used to cover her nose.

Haidar! Not that this kid is having some business outside, why is it even in the pub?! thought Mami Mitha.

He was upset as well, if his business was done why didn't he go home, and instead spend some time in the pub? And what is it that makes this boy there alone without a friend? He's usually in the pub with that woman.

Mitha approached Haidar, she pulled Haidar's hand to open her jacket. No matter how bad he is, he is still his son. Only son.

"Yumna!" lirih Haidar opened his eyes. He smiled at the woman he had never seen again. His smile was so wide that his teeth were visible, his eyes were so deep that he had a deep longing for the woman he now saw before him.

"It's Mami, not Yumna!" mitha said in an annoyed tone. He pulled out one sleeve of the jacket and escaped it from Haidar's hand.

"Mommy?" Haidar approached and narrowed his eyes, widened them, then narrowed them again.

"No. Yumna! It's Yumna!" With his big palm Haidar cupped Mitha's cheek then smiled widely.

"Open your eyes Haidar! This is Mami, not Yumna!" mami was upset. This boy was so drunk that he wasn't clear who he was seeing.

"Masa, anyway? My mom is old. If this is young!" Mitha felt increasingly upset, she called old? Not too old because she has no grandchildren! And this child is a bastard. If he hadn't made marriage a game, he might have grandchildren by now!

"Yumna I miss you! Why are you staying with me? Come back here, Yumna!" lirih Haidar, she wrapped her hands around Mitha's neck, anchoring her head to Mami's shoulder.

"You know what, I've been lonely since you weren't around! You also have promised to come in each of our congregations, why didn't you come yesterday, Huh?!"

"I'd really like to see your face. I miss you the same. Where have you been Na? I'm very.very kengeeenn at all you are. Come home here Na. We'll tell you more stories before we go to sleep." Haidar sulking in mom's arms. Mitha looked pityfully at this son. Has Haidar fallen in love with Yumna?

"Na, my heart is empty when you're not around. Even though I'm the same Vio, I still have less! Don't go again...! Pleases. Ummm...." Haidar pulled her face and brought her back closer with pursed lips towards Mami Mitha.

Mitha was shocked by the behavior of this child. This boy could have thought of himself as Yumna and wanted to kiss her.

"Haidar! This is Mami, not Yumna!" mitha shouted, Haidar did not heed his mother's words.

Mitha fears that Haidar is unconscious and will do something indecent to him, he pushes Haidar's chest hard, but Haidar still keeps him close until Mami yells annoyed.

"Haidar's Mami, aware of you!" mitha shouted once more. Hey, Heydar will kiss her. He did not want the story of Nyai Dayang Sumbi and his son repeated. He did not want Haidar to be Sangkuriang who fell in love with his mother, even though he was now in a state of unconsciousness. But still this treatment is unnatural and untrue!

Haidar will not be able to make a lake in one night, and Mitha also believes that Haidar will not be able to kick a boat until it is created a mountain that is now called Mount Tangkuban Parahu.

"Eling Haider. Conscious!" Mitha tried to grab her leg, she took off her shoes.

No!!!

In a state of near-urgency he finally managed to take his shoes and lift them right into Haidar's face, right on his nose.

"The Children of Durhaka!" Mitha shouted with her shoes in front of Haidar's face. He then left in front of his son in a state of annoyance. Exorbitant! Bucin may, but he should not be the victim! Remember she is Mami Mitha, not Dayang Sumbi!

"With my nose...! Yumna where are you going?" haidar shouted to the person who missed him.

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"Huh... That kid!" Mitha dropped herself on the bed. He felt tired lately facing Haidar's attitude. From the start of a fake marriage with Yummna, his desire to be engaged to the woman, and now go home drunk and continue to say that he misses Yumna. What's really inside Haidar's brain? Who does he like? Yumna? Or Viola?

Chequek.

Door opens. Arya just got home from the office. He saw his wife who was still dressed formally. Shanya wears next to her shoes.

"Mi, where are you?" ask Arya who is now approaching while loosening her tie.

"Dark, Pi. He's drunk again. My mother was astonished. Not that he's outside anymore huh, how come he's here now?" Mitha got up to sit on the edge of the bed.

"The message is done. Haidar managed to get that tender for our company." Arya smiled happily. Indeed, since Haidar held the reins of power his company is now growing rapidly. The child can secretly develop himself and make him proud, although sometimes Nita complains if Haidar often casually come and go or cancel and shift the schedule at will.

"What's the kid drunk? Is he with his girlfriend?" ask Arya. Mitha shook her head weakly.

"Then why?" ask papi.

"Don't know, Pi. But Pi, it looks like Haidar is kangen deh same Yumna, he said kangen and want Yumna back here again. Is it possible that Haidar loves Yumna huh, Pi?" Mitha recounted Haidar's condition, what she said when she was drunk, minus the treatment of her son who almost kissed her. Arya can run amok even though she is her own child.

"The fire expected that, Mi. Even since they were together. Remember Haidar's treatment with Yumna. And again when they just had a hearing. Haidar looks unhappy, right? But will the boy admit that he's in love with his wife? He was too stupid to know who he really liked!"

Mitha nodded in agreement with her husband's words.

"Mommy's dizzy Pi, look at that Haidar!" mami said she massaged the base of her nose by using her finger to pull it until it turned a little reddish.

Arya smiled, she drew closer to his wife and sat behind Mitha, taking over the massage of his wife's head slowly. Mitha closed her eyes feeling the pleasure of her husband's big hand massage.

"Mi.." call papi.

"Hem.." replied Mitha in her lazy tone.

"How many nights can't you, right?"

"Can what?" yanya Mami without opening her eyes.

"That's it!"

"That's what?"ask mom again.

"Emmm... Papi has it been mami's incandescent, has this been a change huh?"

Mitha opened her eyes, she turned her head towards her husband.

"You?" mitha asked in a seductive tone. Arya timidly nodded. Mitha smiled she then pulled her husband's hand towards the bathroom.