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jealousy, yes.
Relax should.
That's what I need right now. He is my best friend, whispered little heart.
Naura, who witnessed the pampering and aggressiveness of Rima, could only take a deep breath, and cast it away slowly.
He went down the stairs, followed by Erika's mother who was holding Akram.
"Hi aunt Rima, when's it coming?"
"Eh, you're Nur. Ngagetin me." replied Rima without sin.
Nur immediately took his stroller, to put Akmal down.
"Ma, here."Intention so that mama Erika does not reach carrying the tiny one.
"Let me carry, Nur. I'm still missing." said Erika's mother later.
Nur was happy, because her mother-in-law was very dear to her son.
Then he sat down next to Papa Sofyan. The two were joking with Akram. It turned out to make Akmal jealous which he put in his stroller. He immediately pulled out his flagship weapon. Crying hard.
"Eh, dear. forgive mama." comfort Nur, take Akmal and hold him.
"Papa, can you pull it?" said Erika's mother while handing over Akram.
"Can, who's afraid."
"Here, Nur."
Mama immediately took Akmal from my sling. Suddenly her crying stopped.
"His cup, he wants to be carried with us, Nur."
We are busy joking with the little heroes without realizing that brother Ulya has finished taking drinks for Rima, who still stands sculpting, not knowing what he wants to do. Want to carry the little guy, still not brave. Can only smile to see his parents chatting with his grandson and also Nur.
"Oh, you're the same granddad, grandma, yeah."
Rima who from feeling neglected, immediately grabbed the drink that Ulya brought, before the drink reached the table.
"Rima, be patient about why the hell."tegur Ulya,"Well spilled."
Looks like chocolate spills on his shirt.
Intention that Ulya help wipe the spill that hit his shirt. But his hope was in vain, even Ulya approached his parents and joked with baby-baby Nur. Makes him more upset.
"Have Om, let Ulya and Nur be fat. Om rest first." while taking Akmal and Akram from the sling of Nur's in-laws.
"here, Honey. Papa is also kangen. A day doesn't feel like a year."
"Papa, Mama want a break?"
"Yes, Nur."
"I'm taking you, Ma."
While Nur was dropping off her in-laws, Rima approached Ulya who was joking with Akram. He wanted to joke with his nephew, but the main reason was certainly to get closer to Ulya.
"Hi aunt Rima, how are you. Carpong dong. From earlier bengong only."
"That's it. Brother is very suitable to have a momongan." Rima said while laughing widely.
"Yes obviously dong, Auntie. I've already had one."
Rima scrunched his forehead.
"I mean, Brother Ulya."
"Devra, here baby."
Luckily, Devra emerged from Nur's room with a fresh face, but her hair was not yet neat. He approached Ulya with a comb, rubber, and also a small glass.
"She's my daughter,"
Rima was a bit surprised but tried to hide it.
"Papa, help dong, I want to be braided. "
"Other father carried nich. That's a favor for aunt."
Ulya turned to Rima who looked nervous.
"All right."
Although reluctant, he also took a comb from Devra's hand.
"Here, Auntie help!"
The problem is he doesn't know how to braid. Because in addition to never touching children, his own hair since childhood is accustomed to short, long-length just a boat.
Finally Rima just braided, not how long ago again. Makes Devra upset.
"Tante, don't like mama."just make Rima down.
Ulya just smile. Makes it more fun.
"Well, it's mama. Mama, braid my hair like yesterday."
He ran Nur.
"In the meantime, mama put the sister down first."
"Dear don't pout. Mama wants to help Devra's sister first" Naura said as she placed her baby in her stroller.
Then she painstakingly braided Devra's hair backwards with tight braids.
After a brief glare, he showed it off to Ulya and Rima.
"Good, Papa."
Rima laughs at Devra's style like a top pregirl.
"Good, here papa give sun."
Soon Devra thrust her cheek at Ulya.
Muluuaaaccchhh ....
"Papa worked first. Take good care of my sister, yeah,"
"Yes, Pa."
"Ma, I'm going first."
He approached Nur.
"I want to take Rima, I want to explain to her. Don't be jealous." whispered to Nur.
"Sister."
Rima was a bit confused as well when Devra called out to Ulya, papa. Then call Nur, mama. Plus Ulya who suddenly say goodbye to the call of mama to Nur.
"You come with me, no." Ulya.
"Where."
"There's something I want to explain to you."
"All right, I'll change first."
"Wait a minute" he replied casually.
"Yep, Rima. I'll take you to your room."nur asked who helped him immediately, hoisting the goods.
Soon Rima had returned in clean and neat clothes.
"Favor, Nur."
"I'll stay first."
"Yes Brother. Take good care of my best friend."
"Don't worry."
"Assalamu'alaikum ...."
"Wa'alaikum salam ...."
After all had disappeared, Nur returned to his usual routine. While preparing lunch for her in-laws and also Ulya and Mustofa, who always ask to be sent for lunch.
Usually, we leave, ready. But if there's anything. Then he'll send it. Sent by Mehmed, Fatim's husband.
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"Rima, since I got home, I see you're dumbass. What's up?" ulya asked while driving her car on a fairly crowded but smooth road.
"That Brother. Why brother and Nur have called each other papa mama. What exactly is your relationship now."
"The papa mama's call, just when we're in front of Devra. Naura's call to me is the same as you call to me."
"Thank God."
"meaning?"
"Means I still have a chance, dong" replied Rima frankly.
"That's what I want to explain to you. I don't want to hurt my only daughter. He already considered Naura as his mother. "
"But Brother."
"I will formalize our relationship, so that our sons and daughters may be at ease."
"That's Andre's son."
"I know, and it was Andre's trust before he died."
"Means you're just acting out trust, not love, right?"
Ulya took a deep breath, then exhaled it.
"Sister knew Nur before your sister knew him."
"Did sister Ulya love her?"
"Since he was a child."
"Why Brother Ulya let along with Brother Andre."
"Complicated, Rhyme."
"Then?"
"Now my brother wants to make it happen."
"There's no chance for Rima."
"You don't get angry, Rima. Brother love you as brother's best friend. Youunderstand?"
Rima was silent for a long time, not knowing she had to say any more to reveal her feelings. Which is now clearly closed to him.
"Are you married."
"Two weeks away."
"So there's still a chance for me."
"I hope you don't hurt you any further."
"I can't, Brother."
"Then Naura also said like that time will step towards the household with Andre, your brother. But look at him, finally being able to accept your brother perfectly. Even now have given birth to 2 cute sons from your brother."
"Aren't you jealous?"
"That's his past."
"I envy Nur, being able to be with the person who accepts him for who he is."
"Someday you'll find your soul mate too."
"I don't know, all I know right now is very sick."Rima said softly with tears that could not be dammed anymore. Until he did not realize that Ulya had stopped his car in the parking lot of his office.
"Actually I want to take you to the blue mosque and any other place you want. But soon I'll have metting."
"No need, brother. I'll be unable to let go of brother."
"Alright, let Mustafa be your go-to. How's it?"
"Whatever."
"Wait a minute. I'll see Mustofa first."
"I don't care."
Ulya left Rima sobbing in her car ....