Mother Connect For My Son
The Part 32
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Allahumma inni as alukal jannah wa`audzu bika minannar 3 times
Already been? Alhamdulillah just now you have read the prayer to enter heaven and be kept away from hell
...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...I am not being looked upon well because I am really good. But because God shuts my disgrace...
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In a car occupied by 5 people with different ages it continues to divide the dense city streets.
The day had started late in the afternoon, along the way Cila continued to babble with joy in the lap of Mama Nira.
Their position is now Mama Nira who is next to the driver with Cila, while the back seat is occupied by Ardha and Elea.
After a request from Cila that had made Ardha and Elea shock was obeyed, finally the girl always smiled excitedly imagining if there would be a little sister who would enliven her lonely mansion.
“His ballad is female or male yes Oma?”
Cila grumbled while shifting some photos of babies that he was browsing on Google.
Mama Nira chuckles and starts observing every photo of a very cute baby.
“Women or men it's up to, we can not choose because all are arranged equal God.”
Explanation from Mama Nira while hugging Cila's body and pecking her grandson's cheeks several times to make Cila feel amused.
“Kalo pelwomen want Tila to play doll. And if men want Tila to play with swords. Papih, later buy another toy balu?”
Cila looked towards the back, where his parents were sitting quietly.
Ardha who had been leaning on the back of the chair while closing his eyes also glanced at the glance and nodded.
“Holeee!” Cila again expressed how happy he was now. The pain that he often experienced lately began to reduce.
In her heart, Elea murmured how did she grant Cila's request that Ardha had fulfilled? Are they gonna do it? Elea suddenly shook with nervousness.
Elea looked at Ardha who was again bowing her hands to her head. Is Ardha as restless as she is?
The four-wheeled vehicle had entered the fence. Passengers also one by one down the car.
But before Elea passed the door, her arm was blocked by Ardha. And the man took Elea to sit in the gazebo in front of the house.
“What's the Mas?” elea asked after they had just thrown their buttocks on the wooden chair with a carving of tom and jerry characters.
Ardha sighed slowly then looked at Elea's bead eyes.
“According to Cila's request, I want to invite you to make a honeymoon. But you don't get me wrong, this is purely because of Cila.”'s wishes
Ardha seemed to emphasize on Cila's request. It was as if the prestige was too difficult for him to annihilate.
The wind blew, Elea blinked a few times.
Although he was hurt because Ardha again on behalf of Cila for something that happened between them. Elea finally nodded.
“Lo want? I mean do you want to submit a request for Cila?”
Ardha who is not sure because Elea just nods without any rebellion and seduction first from Ardha.
“Yes, I want,Mas."
"Aren't we a couple and a husband and wife relationship is something that is halal for us to do. Even though we are married only because of Cila, but Mas has said hijab in the name of God over me. So I am Mas's, and entirely yours, Mas.”
Elea said calmly, her face embedded with a smile that made Ardha again tremble.
“Oke, I'll call my assistant for permission a few days.”
Ardha several times cleared her throat while biting her lips which somehow came vibrating.
“Mas!” call Elea to Ardha who is busy with her phone.
Ardha who felt called finally looked up while straightening his body. Fixing clothes that fall into position.
“Hmmm,”
“Can I ask something?”
In Elea's face Ardha could capture her like a twinkle begging. Those beautiful eyes looked at Ardha with hope.
“Tell me what you want to ask of me? I'll do it because you've done a lot for Cila.”
And again, Elea heard that word again.
Elea shook her head as she said “Can we have this marriage not by force of Cila's will. But because of our own will, your will, me and Cila.”
Elea just realized, marriage is not by force. Marriage is a sacred thing which he cannot invoke on the basis of coercion. How can he undergo marriage if there is a word of coercion that mediates.
“Without any frills of coercion.” says Elea back.
Ardha termangu “How can a sholehah woman like you want a man like me?”
“I was looked upon well not because I was really good. But because God closed my disgrace.”
Elea looked down again to remember the sin that always haunted her day and night.
Always attached wherever he went, he was unable to scrape even slowly.
The guilt that always filled his heart.
“Lo like what?” ardha's question suddenly made Elea look at the man beside her.
The response from Ardha was unexpected. There is no question of disgrace or anything that concerns his past.
“Lo like what?” ardha asked back because Elea was just silently staring with teary eyes.
“Tulip! I love white tulips.”
“Besides tulips? Something fancy like a car, jewelry, money, or branded goods?”
Elea flanged “I love white tulip flowers.”
Ardha only remembered the words of Fatih when he first met Elea. His assistant said that Elea was different from the women they often met.
Women who are not crazy about luxury goods.
“Gue want to know why?”
Ardha wanted to linger talking with Elea. mumpung Cila was playing with Mama Nira was added to the cool air with a breeze.
The old Ardha did not feel this air.
“White tulip flowers are usually made as an offering for condolences for the death of someone also to be given to someone as an apology. I like it not because I like it but because I'm used to.”
Elea's explanation always amazed Ardha. But behind his admiration there is a mystery that Ardha can capture.
Talk lightly for a while.
“Ready items, tomorrow we will go to turkey for honeymoon!”
Ardha departed from his position after giving the edict to Elea.
Slowly and slowly Ardha's back had disappeared behind the door.
Elea smiled faintly, feeling that Ardha did not want to discuss her past on purpose.
Elea closed her eyes for a moment, and Bia's shadow returned to her memory.
“Ravabia Shafana,”