Mayra's Heart Note
Chapter 63

...~Happy Reading~...

"Well, that was, that was Mas Arga. Mama it's Ma—"

"Mai, calm down. What was? Speak slowly, don't panic." Mama Naura immediately invited her daughter-in-law to sit on the sofa to be calmer.

She was cooking, but Maira arrived with a panicked and worried face. Speak stammered like a hurry with eyes slightly damp due to crying.

"So Maira's on the same phone as Arga hiks hyks hyks."

"Arga's your nelfon?" Maira nodded her head, without realizing that she was the one who called Arga, "So why are you crying? Why are you panicking like this? Arga doesn't talk macem macem to you, does he?"

For some reason, Mama Naura's feelings were a little anxious and was was. Not afraid of what happens with the youngest child. But Naura's mother was afraid that Arga would contact Maira just to speak rudely or even to say talak.

Mama Naura hoped that her thoughts were not right. However, seeing Maira who sobbed like that, made Naura's mother think that it was true that her son again hurt Maira.

"Mama hiks hyks."

"What's this?" Umma Chila came with one of Maira's baby girls, because she kept crying. Be by umma Chila brought out to meet Maira. However, there is nothing in the room but it is on the lower floor.

"I don't know!" Mama Naura immediately shook her head. Since then, her daughter-in-law just kept quiet and cried. Not talking about anything yet.

Slowly, umma Chila gave baby Aish to mama Naura. He sat next to Maira to calm her down.

"Umma, that's Arga calling Maira. He said he wanted to go home, said Maira. No one is forbidden. Eh arrived mas Arga screamed so loud Umma. In fact, so fast, Maira to feel that the Arga mas is around here. Maira is afraid of Umma. Maira tried the phone again can not. Maira is afraid that Arga mas is driving again while the phone continues to hit, or—"

"Astaghfirullah, dear. Don't talk like that!" Umma Chila immediately sighed heavily after cutting Maira's explanation at length.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

And how surprised her, when it turns out that the person is her own husband, Arga comes with a way limped and assisted by the security guard next door.

"Astaghfirullah, Arga you why!" Mama Naura immediately screeched and approached her child, helping Mamang to sit her child on the living room sofa.

"Ohhhh slow down Ma! Sick it!" Arga immediately grimaced with pain when the mother who was intent to help her, but instead hurt her.

"Why are you?" Maira was getting powerless to hold back her tears. Her face was so clear withstanding crying when approaching Arga, especially when looking at the appearance of her husband who was a little random and dirty.

"I'm gapapa really," answered Arga immediately smiled as he stood in front of his wife.

'Sheep but it was crying!' mamang muttered softly which immediately immediately got a sharp gaze from Arga.

"Hehehe is not, sir. Then I'll go back again, sir. Mom, everyone I'm sorry!" said Mamang chose to immediately run away and return to his stopover, namely at the guard post next door.

"Honey, hug dong. It hurts my feet!" Arga stretched out his hands, he already missed his wife very much, hoping to get a hug soon, he said, but unlucky because he was freefall from the top of the rambutan tree where his height is about three meters more.

"Your mode Ga! plaaq!" cetus mama Naura snorted as her hands deliberately brushed off the rough little leg of her injured child.

"Yamaaaa!" exclaim Arga really did not end up thinking with the sadism of Mama Naura. Is she really her birth mother? Why so hard, thought Arga.

...~To be continuous......

Note :

When it arrives, this room has its FINISH. Don't mind ya. Mommy clicked on it. But still Mom will continue. Later if it's over2, mommy will write it really finished. So, ignore if on the cover or in what this room logo end. before mommy write the word TAMAT really, brrti is not finished. Okay 🥰🥰🥰🥰