Mother to My Children
Chapter 59 (Oma's home)

At the school, Syafira falls asleep in the car. I could not bear to wake him. He decided to wait for a while until his wife woke up on her own.

Bara waited a long time and he began to feel bored. Suddenly, the security who had noticed Bara's car since arriving approached Bara's car. He knocked on the windshield of the car.

"What the hell!"grumbled Bara who was disturbed. He lowered his car glass.

"Sorry sir, I've noticed that no one has come down from this car. Fear of unwanted things if men and women are in a car that stops for a long time,"

"You mean, I want to do such a pervert?" Bara scrunched his forehead, wanting to laugh but also annoyed. How can that security think to get there.

"No sir, just fear it, and anticipate it," said the security in a firm tone.

"If you want to pervert what do you want?" challenge Bara is not too strict.

"If you want to make a no-tida not in the area of the campus Mr, please you can find another place, the hotel may," security just give advice.

"I'm not going down because my wife is sleeping, understand!" emphatically Bara.

Hearing the commotion, Syafira opened her eyes.

"What's the matter, you making a fuss?" asked Syafira who was still half conscious.

"This is it, his mind is exhausted. Thought we'd be perverted in the car!" answer Bara jutek.

"Sorry Miss Syafira, I am only carrying out the task of maintaining the security and order of the campus," the security guard explained politely and smiled at Syafira.

"Oh yes sir it's okay. Sorry I fell asleep. Maybe Bara did not have the heart to wake me so I did not come down from the car. Again sorry sir" Syafira apologized.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Let's.." the security left Bara and Syafira.

"So, you are very friendly now. Wear all smiles. Why you should smile back too. You know him?" ask Bara.

"Yes when he smiles I kiss mas back, there will be a fire beard dong. And one more thing, he's a security here, so you know for sure. Haha caught jealous huh? Ngaku hayo!" Bara menoel - noel arm of Bara.

"Enough Fir, later I invite you to pervert really mewek again. They came in, it was too late. You slept like you fainted. Thirty minutes I'm waiting for you not to wake up,"

"Astaghfirullah, really late!" he cried when he saw the watch that was coiled in his left hand.

"Baras why didn't you wake me up?" syafira protest immediately opened the car door.

"I forgot it!" Syafira patted her eel and approached her husband to regret it.

"Yeah, I'm late. Assalamualaikum!" syafira said as he ran small in a hurry.

Bara just smiled and shook his head to see the adorable behavior of ABG who is now his wife.

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Meanwhile, at the International Airport...

"For a long time, ma, Varel waited until it was rusty," said Varel upset as soon as Bu Lidya casually walked towards him. The middle-aged woman looked fashionable wearing sunglasses and a hat, her left hand tote a luxurious branded bag, gracefully, leisurely and elegantly she walked towards her son.

"In sandpaper if the rail rust," said Bu Lidya while opening his glasses.

The mother and son walked to the car. Varel told people to bring two large suitcases that Lidya's mother had brought.

"Mama's feeling went out with one small suitcase, why come home with two more big-edes,"

"That's all souvenirs, from different countries. Who take the time to go, mama just stay," explained Lidya relaxed.

"There's a gift for Varel too?" asked Varel enthusiastically.

"There," replied B Lidya.

"What?"

"Gosh, seriously ma?" Varel was shocked to hear it. Bu Lidya just smiled in response, and continued to walk ahead of Varel. Not to deny, but not to deny. I don't know, maybe he just fucked Varel up.

"Jeez, this old ABG!" muttered Varel bobbing heads then following the steps of Bu Lidya.

Now that they had gotten into the car, Varel started the engine and drove off.

"Kirain forgot his way home ma, he said he wanted to go home soon in fact just come home now," said Varel when the car was out of the airport area.

"Ck. Just tell me you miss mama, are you sad at my mom's?"

"Where there is ma, mama there is fun for what Varel sad," Varel sergeant but his expression shows that he misses his mother's figure very much.

"If you miss, why not follow me anyway like irang difficult," said Bu Lidya.

"Well, if Varel comes along, then mama's friends are on Varel's nuisance," Varel flicked his shoulders, horrified to imagine in the crowd by the socialite mothers.

"Would you like to go home or see the twins first?" ask Varel.

"To the house first on Rel, mom tired of needing a break. Want to gather energy for Bara's lecture," replied Bu Lidya.

"What brother? Be careful, you can-can big brother stop the flow of funds to mama if mama assorted,"

"Well dare he same mama, gini-gyi mama mother who gave birth to his wife, otherwise there would be no mama twins. Understand!"

"Yaye, the important thing is to be happy" said Varel.

Bu Lidya clucked at Varel's words.

"Rel, stop looking for food first, mama is hungry, worms in your stomach are already on the bawuran nih," pinta bu Lidya after sounding her stomach.

"Yes ma, there will be a restaurant we stop," replied Varel. Surprised at him, his mother did not feel jetlag at all after flying long enough. Still looks energetic, yes even though he complained tired.

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Two days later....

After two days of rest, Ms. Lidya today visited the Osmaro residence. He has missed his twin grandchildren who always ring in his eyes. For her, the twins are the replacement of her deceased eldest child, Olivia. He felt God was very good to him. Although Olivia was taken back, God also sent the twins.

"Assalamualaikum, huhu! oma's favorite grandchildren, oma's home!" hebah bu Lidya when setting foot in the house of his son-in-law was followed by a waiter who brought some paper bags containing souvenirs for the residents of the house.

No one welcomed his arrival.

"Where are they?" ask Bu Lidya to the waiter.

"Master and little young lady are attending school big lady. The young master was at work and the young mistress seemed to be in the room," explained the maid.

"Ah, it seems like I came at an inopportune time" lamented Lidya.

"Let me call the young mistress, the great mistress," said the courteous maid.

"No need, let me find Syafira myself," said Bu Lidya.

"Good mistress,"

"Put it down there," Lidya's mom pointed at the things the waiter was carrying.

Bu Lidya walked towards the elevator to go up to the second floor to look for Syafira. And he arrived at the front door of the main room.

Ms. Lidya tried to knock on the door of the room, but there was no response from inside. He tried to hold the door handle and it was not in the key. It is clear that Syafira did not say, he was enjoying the natural process in the bathroom. Throwing food into his stomach and can not be digested. He did not know if anyone was knocking on his door.

"Syafira where the hell, he said in the room. I do not knock, "he murmured curiously. His hands back and forth, between wanting to open the door that is not in the key and gawking in or waiting for the owner of the room that opens.