After Marriage
CHAPTER 157 - Mother Instinct

Home school.

Suga, inviting all friends to visit his house, said that he was alone at home, while his parents were out of town.

All his friends were enthusiastically nodding, agreeing to Suga's invitation.

While Sisil is with Alana, if Alana is with him, she will be with him, but if Alana does not come, she will not be with him either.

“I'm not coming, I have to go home soon.” The altar answered, and hearing that, meant that Alana would not go to Suga's house either.

The five friends could not force the Altar.

Finally Sisil went home first, while alana and Altar still saw all his other friends starting to come out of the parking area. After everyone left, they headed to their own car and rushed home.

“Al, you have not told me, the reason why you always want to go home fast,” said Alana, shortly after the Altar put a seatbelt for her.

Hearing that, the Altar instantly stroked a glance at Alana's head in affection. Initially Altar did want to tell everything to Alana, but now he pared.

Altar did not want to, Alana became sad. Altar knows, if Alana also loves her mother like Alana's own mother.

Therefore, the Altar chose to keep it to itself and allowed Alana to know nothing.

“Nothing important Al, actually I came home quickly also to study at home. If my value is still bad, dad will sell my bike,” replied Altar, a lie.

And hearing that, Alana nodded her head. Believed in. Altar value during this time is always bad, it's only natural that Great father to be angry.

“Later in the afternoon I will go to your house, we learn together,” said Alana, with her smile growing. Just imagining they would spend time together could already make Alana happy.

Now their car has gone and started to enter the highway. Riding among the other cars.

“don't be too late in the afternoon, preferably after you have lunch just go to my house,” bargain Altar and Alana nodded her head, agreeing.

Neither Alana nor Altar, they both want to meet soon, do not want to be separated for long.

And like the deal they have made, if before parting they have to hug each other. Before getting out of the car, Alana hugged the body of the Altar for a moment, inhaling the scent of the body of the future husband so that he could memorize it well.

“I'm down.”

“Iya Al,” reply Altar, while smiling anyway, same smile as carved by Alana.

After making sure Alana entered his house, Altar drove back to his own house.  From inside his car, Altar saw the new father coming too, using his motor matic. Out of nowhere, it seemed like his father had just bought some food.

It was clear that the father was carrying several plastic bags, containing several white food boxes.

The altar came down from his car and approached the father who was waiting for his arrival.

“Dad buy food?” altar asked, while taking the plastic bag out of his father's hand, Altar wanted him to carry it.

“Iya Al, today mom is not cooking, so we eat this only huh?” answered the Great, he had bought some of his son's favorite food, there was a grilled chicken complete with grilled pete as well.

The altar smiled, as if it had just heard the happy news, but its heart was so sorely sliced.

Altar knows, the condition of the mother is not possible for him to do a lot of activities.

The altar also knew, if his mother just wanted to look fine in his eyes.

The throat of the Altar felt choked, but you were as strong as he could hold back his tears from spilling.

The altar was increasingly flabbergasted, when he saw the mother who used the hijab, just like Kiran's mother. Though all this time, his mother was still faithful to unravel his hair if he was in a house like this.

“Mother wear hijab?” asked the Altar, again showing his enthusiastic and happy face.

And Widya nodded her head, confirming. From now on, he has decided to start using the hijab. Not only about his illness, but also his own peace of heart.

“Altar was happy to see him,” replied Altar, he even directly hugged his mother's body, hugging very tightly. His eyes felt so hot, yet he could not shed those tears here.

“I change clothes first yes Bu,” said Altar later, then without waiting for the answer of the mother and no longer see the mother, Altar immediately headed to the kitchen and put all the food, and then, Then he himself immediately rushed to the room.

Close the door and start crying in silence.

The altar biting his lower lip was strong, so that the cry did not break and only let out a sigh.

“Yes, Allah,” Ogre Altar, what a pity. Suppose he could, he wanted to replace his mother's pain.

I swear by anything, the altar can't see his mother suffering from pain.

“I must how o Allah, I must how,” murmured Altar again, he tried to wipe his tears, but it flowed back by itself.

Altar, want to tell his father and mother if he already knows everything. The altar did not want the mother to hide the pain.

But he was still in doubt, whether his decision would be right.

Tok tok!

“Al, why so long, let's eat Nak,” call Widya while knocking on the door of the child's room.

The altar flinched, and at once also the crying subsided.

The Altar hurriedly wiped away the tears and tried to neutralize his voice.

“Iya Bu, wait, soon,” sahut Altar from inside the room.

Widya who heard the statement immediately left the child's room, returned to meet her husband who was waiting at the dining table.

“Mana Altar?” ask the Great when he saw the wife who came alone.

“Toward here Mas,” replied widya, then sat in the chair next to her husband. Sitting with his face looking like he was thinking about something.

“Why you?”tanya Agung, he even faced his wife and stared fixedly at Widya.

Widya did not immediately answer, still busy with her own thoughts.

“Tadi, it looks like I heard the Altar crying. Yes, yes, Mas?” widya asked, after quite a while taking a pause.

Hearing that, the two Great Netra broke into a ball. Brandal child like the Altar, where it might cry, he thought confidently.

“you must have heard wrongly, there is no way the Altar is crying. You know him right, he was his barbarian son,” replied Agung later, and widya slightly justify.

But his instinct was sure, if his son had just cried in the room.

Although it does not sound clear, but the cry of the child is able to make it rustle.

“Iya Mas, hopefully it will be like that. Let's hope the Altar is okay,” Widya replies later. He even pulled and exhaled slowly, trying to calm down and not think that much.