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"Yes, Mother?" sahut Azwa, squinting the middle eye withstood the sun sting that shone towards him
"Search the owner of this house?" tannya
"Eh, i-yes, ma'am"
"People don't live here anymore"
"Huh?? where do you live now, Mom?" ask Keysha
"Where is it? I forget. understand the disease like crumpled deck" grigu
"Wow, so you don't know where they live?" gerutu Azwa
"I forgot heee.."
"That's how it is! pake forgot everything" Azwa whispered to her best friend
"Well remember that again, Mom?"
"The complex, but forgot the name"
"Complex?" azwa and Keysha stared at each other
"Ho, oh, yes, I'm sorry" The mother slipped away leaving the two dumbstruck girls. Having Alzheimer's disease made the old woman not remember anything clearly, because his thinking ability has decreased to not remember anything maybe even just a speck of memory that comes across.
"Where is this? go home, hot"
"Hhh . yuklah"
And the two girls rushed away from the uninhabited residence, only to bring confusion that somehow to meet the man
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"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am"
"Girlwindsalam! home yet?"
"Udah, Ms. hhh .. tired of Azwar, ma'am, a lot of work has to catch the deadline" the man complained
"Rest, every month towards the end of the month is so, right? take a shower first and then pray"
"Yes, Mom"
Azwar, a handsome man who works at one of the largest PTs in Indonesia. PT located at several points in the country and abroad. PT in the field of Industry which is a staple of human life around the world. Azwar works in the Finance and Accounting Manager office.manages the accounting function in processing financial data and information to produce company financial statements and other reports according to management needs accurately and on time.
Azwar Anugerah, 24 years old. handsome face, well-behaved and gentle.had a lover named Siska since he was in High School. the amount of work that must be pursued towards the end of the month makes it and other staff must hurry to make financial statements.
The body is white and smooth as well as the chest of the field to the shaped stomach, visible water droplets that are still attached also fall in one drop. the jet black hair that was wet he flicked many times until drop after drop of water attached to the hair was immediately scattered into the air.it looked very fresh this man, moreover, wearing a towel wrapped around his waist, oh what a dazzling aura of charisma that emanated.
The obligation to carry out religious orders was never separated from the man's life.every time he entered prayer he always carried it solemnly. becoming a priest for his mother after Dad died of diabetes that gnawed the body to bring the Father must face God when a year ago.really it makes Mother and herself so hurt, so much, live in loved ones.
"War, Saturday is tomorrow you're busy?" mother asked, named Ratna, they were having dinner at the dinner table
"Son, ma'am, it's a holiday" the man replied, chewing his food so voraciously
"Yes, I know who knows you are going the same way with Siska" said Ms Ratna
Azwar rolled his eyeballs, puffed up.
"Capek ma'am, the street is mulu" he lamented
"Well, you rarely meet on weekdays except Saturday"
"Bored, Mom. nice to hang out with friends.Everyone goes to the Mulu Mall, shopping, or to the beach streets" Azwar poured out his heart
"You are, it's your business that it's important that your relationship is good" Mother prayed
"Hm"
"Well, is there a plan to get married?" Mother asked.
Upon hearing the question, Azwar almost choked on the food he chewed. "Giggly!!" the question really surprised him
"O Allah, drink first" Azwar said, immediately gulped down the water that was nearby
"Why is that, Mom? Azwar has not thought about it. Besides still young you know" he explained
"But you are mature enough, your relationship has also been long and again your work remains, the salary is also thank God. has been able to support your family later"
"Yes, but not ready yet, hehe"
"Alright, Mother can not be maxain as well.all depends on the readiness of birth and mind"
Azwar nodded in agreement, continuing his dinner.
"Saturday tomorrow we go home, I want to clean the house.it must be dusty"
"Yes, ma'am, isn't it contracted?"
"Do not. you will know that is the legacy of your father.every mother misses Dad, I want to come to the house" said Ms Ratna, the look on her face changed.
Azwar stopped his mouthful, stroking the back of his beloved mother to calm the woman.
"Don't be sad, Mom. Dad must be sad there too. Now there will be Azwar" said the man
Mother stared fixedly at her son, as if there was a deep fear that the son would leave her one day.
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