YUMNA AZZURA'S

139. Haidar Kualat's

"Haydar!" mami shouted as she approached towards Haidar who was now lying weak.

Haidar smiled happily. Mommy came with a face full of worry. She thought she didn't care about him anymore. Mami's attitude after her divorce with Yumna is still cold until now.

"Mommy!" haidar's wide smile, revealing his neat row of white teeth. Haidar looks spoiled like a kindergarten boy who asks for attention.

Mami came closer and stood beside the gurney where Haidar was sleeping. My tears are still flowing. Mommy shrinks her tears with the back of her hand.

"You are this .... Why is it always bothering me, huh?! Why are you so stubborn! Whose child are you, huh? Never heard the words of parents! Never good with parents. Always fight back. Always making trouble. But look what happened to you now? That's because you're the same quality as your parents! My mom said it. Don't like running around at night!" Mami fatly beat the arm of her son who was not in the bandage. Not only hit, but also pinch it to redden.

Ben, Agnes, and Papi gawk at the treatment of bar-bar Mami Mitha on Haidar.

Haidar grimaced in pain, wanting to avoid the tantrums of the mother. But what is power. He could not move with his current state, which Haidar could only accept the fact that he was being persecuted by his own mother. The other three people were just silent not trying to keep away the mother who continued to drop blows and pinch the style of red ants on her hands.

"aww... Mami, sick! Mommy, how come? I'm sick again, Mom. Broken bones! Isn't it dear why I was beaten?" haidar protest with a clear face. Mami stopped beating her son, and now fell silent. Sitting quietly in a chair nearby. He saw his son who was now smeared with many wounds on his handsome face.

Mami was still silent, not knowing what else to say. Mami just looked at Haidar with sadness.

"Mii. Why anyway? How silent?" asked Haidar with one hand waving in front of mami's face. Mami brushed off Haidar's hand violently.

"It's not polite!" cerca Mami glared towards Haidar.

"Lagian, Mami had come crying, continued to be angry, now silent as a statue. It's unclear!" ejek Haider.

"Don't add your quality! Do you want me to curse you're not married anymore?" point at Mami in an annoyed tone because of her son's very disrespectful behavior.

"That's the conditioned lips! I'm a widower too, pretty ass!" Mami plucked Haidar's face with anxiety.

Ben, and Agnes were laughing hard back there. Papi just shook his head with the behavior of the mother and child.

"Mami wants your son to be Yumna! Don't want anything else!" mami Mitha.

Haidar clucked and glanced in the other direction. Yumna and Yumna. If Haidar could find Yumna, he would never let go of her again! Uh... Why be possessive?

"The others won't, Mi?" ask Haidar.

"No! Especially with that demon lady yesterday!" cerca mom. Haidar knows exactly who he means.

"If you can you should find Yumna and refer back to Yumna. You also have not dropped the word talak with Yumna, you can refer back!" mami with spirit.

Haidar looked at mami with round eyes. "Can, Mi?"

"Yes could. There's no talaq statement yet, it can still be reunited."

"Yes, Mi. I'll find Yum ... Aww ..." Because Haidar was too excited to wake up, he forgot if his hands and feet were broken. The pain instantly spread in his body.

"Can you be careful? You want the broken one to break more?" cerca Mitha's.

Haidar grumbled in annoyance. Instead of calming or pitying, cuss instead. This woman is really her mother, isn't she?