Mother Connect For My Son
The Part 39
...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...She's beautiful, even more unsaturated...
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Sure enough, said Ardha at that time, Elea has been very busy this week. Go home from home to the hospital.
The woman's body felt like it was crumbling. But when he heard about Cila's health that was getting better and better days made him fit again.
Cila's still lying in the cage. His body is still complete with medical equipment. But the doctor said tomorrow the little boy could go home.
“Bunah, what tekalang Tila nda will tacit pelut again. But why is Tila's pellet trained in bandages?”
Cila scanned her stomach, then turned to look at Elea. A little pain may be due to the effects of the drug that is almost exhausted. But no problem, Cila was used to feeling pain. The little boy muttered to himself.
The fruit that Elea had peeled was pricked and given to Cila. “Alhamdulillah, Little Fairy Mother is now healed. Dikasih bandage let the wound recover.”
Elea rubbed the top of Cila's head. Then kiss it even with a little greasy because it has not shampooed for days.
Again Elea fed one piece of apple that had been peeled.
“Belalti Tila nda will turn off, Bunah?” cila's eyes wailed with a clearly printed look of fear.
“Darling, why did you say that. Cila healthy, Papi, Bunah and Cila will continue together.”
Elea used the word Cila.
“Yeeee, Tila nda will die.”
Cila's shout sliced through the heart. A little boy who was struggling.
Elea remembered Bia. The child who died because of his mistake. Bia must have been very scared.
A mother, Elea can't give you a good memory. He only gives bad memories until the boy is gone.
“Bunah, tenapa nangit? Takit's bread? Naughty villa huh?”
Cila, who was sitting, approached Elea, with her hands outstretched to remove the corner of Elea's watery eyes. Her tiny face stared at Elea intensely.
“Mother is not sick, really. Mommy is only moved because Cila is healthy. Mother dear Cila, the little fairy whom God entrusted to Mother.”
Elea again sobbed and hugged Cila's body. Cila's tiny hands also returned her Mother's embrace.
“Sama Om Fatih ga darling?” the male words from behind Elea were a familiar voice and one that Elea wanted to avoid.
Guilt still lingers because of the rejection he gave.
Staring at Fatih as if nothing had happened. Elea wants to be like that but is selfish if she thinks Fatih is unharmed. Plus at their last meeting. Shown was the face of Fatih who was pleading.
“Om Fatih!” Cila took off the hug to make Elea's daydreams crumble. It quickly wiped away any traces of tears that had flowed.
“Show Om Fatih tuga.”
“White no?” Crazily dyed when he saw Fatih only by himself. Usually where there is Ardha there is Fatih. But this time he did not find the Papih.
Elea ventured to look back. For a moment their eyes collided.
Elea could see the twinkle of Fatih's eyes which indicated that the man was looking at her in awe.
Elea hastily denied this. Maybe the assessment is wrong.
“Papih is receiving a call outside. Maybe soon will be in.” The explanation from Fatih made Cila nod.
Fatih sat down by folding her legs on the sofa and picking up her cell phone. Pretend to be busy with it.
The original is just scrolling through the red app. Fatih's focus was not on that thing either, because her eyes kept staring at Elea who was cool talking to Cila.
She's beautiful, even more so it's not saturated.
The woman he had married looked even more beautiful. His aura emanated making Fatih's heart pound even more. Want to invite Elea to chat but it feels awkward because there is Cila.
Also added with Ardha shortly entered the room Cila.
Not caring about Fatih who was sitting, the man only came to his son and wife who were staring and seemed to be waiting.
Can Fatih see under Ardha Seemed to be making small talk. Even kissing Elea's forehead which Fatih thought only she did while in front of Cila. To look like a harmonious family.
Fatih gritted in heart.
Ardha approached Fatih who was sitting and whispering in the ear “Why? Envied? Hence find a wife to be friendly.”
“Hmm I envy and I plan to recapture my girl.”Fatih replied to Ardha in a whisper.
“Good, I support!” Ardha patted Fatih's shoulder a few times. Strongly agreed with the choice that Fatih had made without knowing the intent of his assistant.