Mother Connect For My Son
The Part 64
...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...And when My servants ask you (Muhammad) about Me, then (answer), I am near...
...Al Quran Surat Al - Baqarah Verse 186...
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Ardha groaned frustrated by the bad weather, forced to postpone the flight until tomorrow morning.
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On the other hand
The 4-wheeled vehicle had driven off the grounds. Although heavily, Cila could finally be persuaded to leave for school. The reason is because I don't like to meet Dareen.
Today, Cila wears a bando with a pink tulip motif. Her hair was cut unattached.
Cila's pink shoes rang because they rubbed against the ceramic floor. He has arrived at school.
Many children are running around and some are coming with parents.
Digazebo, Cila sees Dareen with Kaylin, the girl who is always attached to Dareen. Wherever Dareen went, Kaylin would have gone too.
Cila looked up and did not want to look at Dareen and Kaylin. Even Cila turned her eyes the other way.
"Doc, beauty ass!" Dareen grumbled because Cila wasn't looking at her. He was annoyed even to block Cila.
"Sister, bribe again." Kaylin asked Dareen to feed her another piece of fruit.
"Sister Dareen!" call Kaylin because Dareen keeps watching Cila until the girl enters the classroom. Kaylin didn't like it if Dareen kept staring at Cila.
"What fruit do you want?"
"Just as big brother."
Dareen poked the apple and thrust it into Kaylin's mouth. After the fruit runs out, they enter the class.
Dareen sat behind Cila's chair with Kaylin. He liked to disturb Cila as much as he did now.
When Ms. Lola asks them to color a dream castle.
Tuk, Dareen knocking on Cila's chair made Cila disturbed.
"Sadden!" call Dareen.
Cila snorted and looked back while putting on a look of dislike.
His eyes stared at Dareen. Not caring about Kaylin who was also staring disliked.
"Borrow a pencil, mine's broken."
"You want to." reject Cila.
"So, it's lispy, ugly stingy again." taunted Dareen with an irritating face.
Cila obviously doesn't like it. Dareen was always mocking and disturbing.
"Boah said, Tila pretty really, rich peli." Cila remembered that Elea always said that she was a beautiful little fairy.
"Where there's your rich beauty. Beautiful is rich Kaylin." Dareen praised the smiling Kaylin with that praise.
"You're not good-looking. So you're proud!" at the end, Cila put a face on Dareen. And turned to continue the duties of Ms. Lolola.
Just this time Dareen said not handsome. Usually everyone who met him would always praise the boy's good looks.
"Sir Dareen is handsome, don't care about Cila. What matters is Kaylin."
Dareen nodded, but her eyes remained fixed on Cila who was no longer looking.
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"Yes, get out!"
"A cheap woman doesn't deserve to live in this neighborhood!"
Shouts accompanied by the sound of blows disturb Elea who was praying duha. Hurry to remove the mucus and fold the prayer mat.
"What's Bi? why in front of the storm?" tanya Elea who was wearing a hijab. Meet Bi Mia from the kitchen.
"Do not know Mom? It seems like more rames of many people." explains Bi Mia who has come out of the door frame.
Can't see what's going on outside because of the towering oagar. And it requires them to be sure of what is going on outside.
Pak Agus who was on guard also approached because he saw his master.
"Out again rame, ma'am. Again noisily and asked Bu Elea to come out." lamented Mr. Agus who had previously continued to hear screams and pounding from outside.
"What's the matter, sir? Why are you asking Mom to come out? What's the problem?" Bi Mia replied.
Mr. Agus shook his head.
"Yes, just open it, sir. Let's know what kind of negributin they are?" Elea reigns. Although Bi Mia forbade because she was afraid of her employer.
Don't be afraid, Elea. Indeed, Allah is very near. Remember, there is a God who will protect you. Elea mutters.
And when My servants ask you (Muhammad) about Me, then (answer), I am near.
The fence was opened by Mr. Agus. But only half.
"This is it."
Just a few seconds the fence was opened, Elea had gotten a point from one of the residents.
"What is this, Mother. Why are there storms in front of my house?" reply Elea gently.
"Had, you don't have to be your pompous. We're here to know who you really are. You're a call woman and a killer."
"Astagfirullah, what do you mean by talking like that?" Elea asked with a trembling body. The tears held as much as possible.
"You are a woman who is willing to peddle the body for money, even you are willing to kill your own child. What kind of woman are you?"
Elea's tears are spilling. It was so painful and painful that Elea could not describe how she felt now.
"Mom-mothers don't talk. Is there any evidence?" Bi Mia of course defended her employer. He tried to stroke Elea's back to calm her down.
"Proof for what? wong obviously had some news, too. Artist's wife is so. Let's not say he was the first to tease Mr. Ardha"
"We don't want our neighborhood to be populated by women like her. We are not being thoughtful. We will have to suffer the punishment."
The citizens took turns judging Elea. There are about 15 people. And among them, Elea saw that there was Anggun staring flatly.
"Astagfirullah, Mothers. I'm not that kind of person." Elak Elea. He's not flirting with Ardha. It was precisely Ardha who asked her to be a connecting mother for Cila.
"Where one is ngaku. I was already full of prisons. Just as rich you are. Mostly evasive. Wong is clear as well."
"Yes right. How about we get this woman out of here."
"Wait a minute." Bi Mia prevents. But he was pushed until he fell on the asphalt.
Elea was pulled to go where she was going. While Mr. Agus just silently looked at his master who had been in the wine.
"Auntie," said Elea. He thrashed for release but the residents gripped and took him away from Bi Mia who looked in pain.
"Sir Agus, help Mother. Then mom will be all right." Bi Mia asks Pak Agus to help Elea. Because he will not be able to fight a large number of citizens.
"I'd love to, but my son is sick, Bi and it costs money." Agus said with guilty eyes.