IT'S NOT MOM'S FAULT
CHAPTER 78. AT THE MOMENT

Malya said after Roby came at lunch while bringing some Mardiah dishes to their unit. Fathia keeps Meeza from staying at her residence to keep Malya calm while she is in treatment.

At first he objected to worrying that his daughter was intruding, but Roby said that he was leaving soon so Meeza could accompany Fathia.

"Zaza with Fafa huh?" said Fathia, anxious to kiss the fat hand when the little girl stroked her stomach.

Meeza nodded enthusiastically. His smile was bright even though he did not turn his face towards the mother.

"Bye Mother," Meeza replied with a bulging mouth full of food, because Roby was feeding alternately with Fathia.

"Ck, Za. Come yuk, Byby and Fafa want to ehm," said Malya, thinking of the right reasons while pecking at the door.

"What! your brain is in the laundry, Al," Roby suspects Malya will make a lewd accusation against him.

Meeza's mother is very shy, she sees Fathia who is also as comfortable as an unclear smile. "Fa!"

"What the hell, Ma'am," replied Fathia starting to chuckle, still half-lying on the sofa as she responded to Malya's call.

"Why are you guys? ... Al, what are you doing to him?" search Roby, suspicious while looking at Malya.

"Yeee, it's just that you're talking, poisoning my brain. If Byby and Fafa enter the room, Zaza can go home alone?" malya asked him to make sure his daughter remembered their unit's password.

Meeza nodded. "Yes remember. Byby wants to go into the room with Fafa? Zaza went home" Meeza said again, ready to stand but the boy's arm was held down by Roby.

"Allahall!" call Roby, staring intently at Malya.

Malya chuckled, pressing the door handle to open. "Kan Fafa that um story earlier, yes kali want..," added Malya out and closed the door.

Blams.

"Yahoo!" Fathia chuckled until her tears came out, recalling the absurd chatter just now between the two.

Roby stared at Fathia's astonishment, he just knew the cheerful and indifferent side of the figure who was at a glance seen judes and quiet. Roby thinks Fathia is like a typical kyai child. Very caring imaging and keep the attitude remains weak, but Byby actually prefers Fathia like this, fun.

"Abyby, see that Fa, anyway?" said Fathia, still laughing while wiping the tears that came out.

"You said that, suspect this, after all, after opening the disgrace of the husband," accused Roby, grinning faintly to his wife.

Fathia could not help but laugh, flash chat girls during family gatherings or when in the chat listening to Aiswa and Naya's talk about how to please the husband, just passing by.

"Fafa is happy with Mother, Byby," said Meeza representing Fathia who was still laughing.

"Yes, Honey. Fafa has no close friends around here so happy with mom," continued Roby, still feeding the little girl who is increasingly ayu like her mother.

"No. Abyby suspected di. It was the female chatter but I knew the limits, take it easy," Fathia replied, slowly rising up and leaning on the sofa.

"Most little deliverance," chuckled Fathia again, getting the headband of her husband.

Malya is quiet, judes and sometimes looks arrogant. Similar to Naya, it's just that Malya is closing herself more with the surrounding. Her stupid attitude was much more dominant than Naya the aunt.

After exiting Roby's unit, Malya went down to the ground floor, crossing the panel hallway that connects the apartment building with the Mall and other facilities there.

The choice fell to Blooming Sakura's Spa, so ayu woman came in and saw the list of treatment packages.

"Five hours for body treatment, bridal package?" ask young lady Sya. Malya sees the price list at the bottom, a little patterned but she is sure of the results achieved later.

"Rubber, Brother. Hair end to foot. We're syar'i, the female therapist. The room is closed and comfortable. Does not open the whole body even though Brother must na-ked when treatment lower body," he said explain in detail to Malya every stage of treatment that he will take.

Malya weighed, if her aura was awake then she would continue. The package is also selected Meeza mother. Instantly her cheeks blushed.

"Eh, why the ginian treatment. It's me-" Malya muttered as she entered the spa room and continued on with everything she had chosen.

Towards the Maghrib, Lady Sya had just returned to her unit. He was very satisfied to spend a lot of money and time there.

When he came in. Meeza is trying a milk-brown robe, she looks like a princess.

"Maa is Allah, beautiful," cried Malya saw her daughter with her hair down, like Belle in fairy tale beauty and the beast. It looks elegant, smart with a typical Malya and independent judes face.

"You're done, Al, shine like that" said the mother saw the change of Malya that evening.

Malya clumsy, scared at the god Mardiah. "Ehm, anu, it was from below," replied Malya origin scratching her head while turning towards the door, groggy in the eyes of her father and mother.

"Anu again aja .. aaaaaaanuuuu aaa aaaaanuuu," said Haji Syakur mimicking a song verse, laughing crisply.

"Dam! yeee!" tegur Mardiah patted the thigh of Haji Syakur, while helping Meeza tidy up her clothes.

"Mother's in there. Beautiful clothes too" said Meeza, pointing towards the room.

Malya rushed there, opened the door and saw the look of her clothes. "Mas Bian, kidding. He said don't mess around like this" Malya murmured.

He grabbed the dangling sleeves, wudhu friendly, despite the many sequins around the wrist. Cutting is simple, plain satin silk but that's exactly what the appeal is.

"You, begin to understand me yes, Mas. Thank you very much, already a great man who continues to grow for our sake," said Malya smelling the fragrance.

His shoulders trembled subtly, his heart touched by the many changes of the Biantara Cakra. He is happy, God gives more than he asks.

"It's my choice, Mom. This time pray for us to be patient and accept each other," said Malya, turning to embrace Mardiah.

This middle-aged woman was also moved, her net condense while rubbing her daughter's back.

"In the Lord. Mother, pray for you always. I have to be happy, Al. Bian is a good man, maybe he realized too late but his attitude is clear. Keeping you and Meeza as much as she can .. ah, mom wants to repeat the marriage again seeing Bian so painstakingly," mardiah cheered, wiping the clear circle that appeared.

Meeza fell asleep right after performing the isya prayer. He slept in Mardiah's room and said he didn't want to move. While Malya had nothing to do made her upset.

Ayu woman rolled over here and there, hoping for drowsiness to come. For an hour he did that, but his heart was getting restless. The phone rang, he grabbed the device and swiped the green button up.

Malya did not open her greetings, she just wanted to hear a voice from across the street that she had not caught in a few days.

"That's a big deal because of you, Al. Hope it's perfect even if it's simple, honey. Take a little nap, "pinta Bian over there. A few minutes later the breath softened.

Malya let the sleep call from Biantara, she was homesick but reluctant to admit and preferred to be silent waiting. Apparently, Bian was conscious, so this was their way. Letting the phone air without sound, just split the roar of the breath slowly.

Feeling that there was no sound there, Malya began to blabber. "I was in the spa for five hours, Mas. I thought I would go to sleep without even being able to break, the sound of your voice was drowsiness. Um, Mas, the clothes are beautiful, Syukron."

Not long after, Malya was also lulled by the peace of the atmosphere that Bian shared. Malya doesn't know if she always has a way of knowing her heart. Bian, then reply.

"I know you'll give me the best you can always, Al. Let's age together, yeah baby. See you tomorrow afternoon" said the widower at the other end, closing the call.

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Mardiah is busy arranging space with Roby as well as EO staff who will be used for lesehan's contract.

The carpet spread wide, the barrier between male and female guests was ready. Luxurious dishes, desserts and drinks are neatly lined up on the pantry table. Simple but looks luxurious as a hallmark of Horizon.

The guests who came ranged from twenty people plus the penghulu and civil records officer. At exactly eleven o'clock in the afternoon, all preparations were done.

Malya is still waiting for Azan Zuhur before make-up for her father's face. Meeza was ready and sat quietly with Fathia.

An hour passed. Malya has now been neat, flawless becomes the choice of a mother of one child so as not to dress with the clothes on. He was very amused with all natural polish.

The boisterous sound in the middle room was a sign that Bian's entourage had arrived. Malya's heart was also pounding when Bian invited his daughter to talk.

"Meeza Sandya, daddy promise to Zaza will make you happy this time. Appreciate, respect Mother is even better. Keeping you not only in the world but to the highest place of God .. daddy permission to Zaza, to bring Mother back to the side of the daddy, may, yes," pinta Bian, he said, staring and holding his daughter's fingers.

The round eyes did not blink, Meeza was looking for the sincerity and honesty of the father through a sharp eye like an eagle. Malya's dark brown retina finally condensed, she wanted this a long time ago.

"Su-re Daddy's. Za-zaa permits," said Meeza, shedding tears and hugging her father.

At the instant atmosphere, Beatrice regretted her actions in the past if she saw the look of Meeza's eyes looking at her while talking. She remembered Malya who was persecuted by all her rules.

After obtaining Meeza's permission, the event continued with the reading of religious rituals before the agreement. Roby and Yai Hariri Salim, representing the Bian family.

The next few minutes.

"Well!"

Alhamdulillah said, alms prayer was heard. Malya was just accompanied by Fathia, the pregnant woman was not stopping to channel happiness as well as many special prayers embedded for her new friend.

"Alhamdulillah, yes, Ma'am." Hugged Fathia, then wiped away the tears that kept dripping down the bride's cheeks.

"Don't be sad ah, Bian sir will be here again," said Roby's wife calmed Malya.

A knock on the door, indicating Fathia had to retreat out of the room. Accompanied by Mardiah, Bian approached his wife who was sitting down on the side of the bed.

"Al, welcome," said Mardiah approaching her daughter, she rubbed Malya's shoulders gently.

Meeza pops her head from behind her father's body, then climbs onto the bed and sits next to Malya.

"Izin talked to Malya for a minute, Mom," said Bian.

The gift nodded and left the room leaving them. After the in-laws left, he bent his knees, leaned over his wife's legs and grabbed Malya's fingers and chanted a prayer of kindness for them.

Zaza only smiled while agreeing with his father while occasionally looking at his mother who was still down.

"Za, mommy is shy ... Al, we start again from the beginning yes, I will learn many new things with you to join Meeza and her sisters later until they grow up. Help me, remind me if you're starting to ignore you, yeah."

"Za, close your eyes," pinta Bian, smiling nosily at Meeza. The little girl laughed as if she knew what she was going to do.

Mary remained faithful in silence. His heart was too tight in the fingers of many beautiful things from the idol man in front.

"Bismillah."

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