My Babysitter, My Ex-Love
Candidate Mom Mantu

...CHAPTER 5...

...Candidate Mom Mantu...

Today is Monday, and as is the usual day after bathing and morning prayers, Lyra intends to help her mother cook before she leaves for her shop. But Bu Rukanda has not yet returned from the market. Usually he goes home on his motorcycle rickshaw.

"Mom's been home for a long time?! It's almost half seven more!" Lyra paced anxiously on the porch of the house, waiting for her mother's return while continuing to watch the streets.

A few minutes later, a silver Toyota came in front of the Lyra fence. The car stopped there making Lyra frown in wonder.

A tall, white man, with thick black hair, wearing a sky-blue shirt got out of his car and ran a little round to the front, then opened his side door. The man carefully held the hand of a mother who wanted to get out of her car.

When Lyra opened her eyes wide, because the one who came out of the car was her own mother. "Mother?!" pekiknya slow.

After Bu Rukanda got out of the car, the man immediately pulled out two bags of groceries belonging to his mother Lyra in the back seat of the wheel. Then he helped bring her through the fence to the terrace of the house.

"Thank you, Fadil, for the ride... I really help you at all." said Bu Rukanda with a bright face. After Fadil put Bu Rukanda's groceries on the terrace floor of the house. The man nodded with a smile.

"Sama-sama Ma'am, next time do not allow yourself to go to the market if the body is tired again. Take care of the condition of the mother is fine." he suggested. Bu Rukanda nodded in his opinion.

"Yes Nak Fadil, tomorrow-tomorrow Mother will not be maxain again really." replied Rukanda.

Lyra who was still standing at the door of the house just stared at them, questioningly. Why could his mother go home with a young man, whose age might not be two years above Lyra. "Mom.." call Lyra softly behind her.

Bu Rukanda looked back. "Eh Lyra, here and there, son." call her as her hand swings towards her daughter. For Lyra to get close to him. Lyra nodded while looking at the man who was also looking at her with a smile.

"Son Fadil, this is the look of his son Mother." he said introducing Lyra to the man named Fadil while rubbing Lyra's back with a small smile.

"Oh, so this is the mother's son who often tells me that yes.." he said.

"Yes, kid, how's the pretty mother's daughter, right?!" her chirps, which suddenly made Lyra's face reddened in shame.

"Mother.." his his hiss lowered his head, holding in shame the Mother's words.

Fadil put on his smile looking at Lyra's cheeks that were already flushed like fresh tomatoes. Beautifully she muttered briefly in the heart.

Then he thrust his hand towards Lyra to shake hands and get acquainted.

"Hallo, morning sister Lyra... Introduce me Fadil his son Mr. Marjuki.." he said. Lyra's a little fucked up. He remembered his mother's story yesterday morning. His hunch said something was wrong with this situation.

"Ah, uh yes mas Fadil, morning too." reply Lyra greeting, smiling clumsyly.

"Alright Mom, then. Fadil said go first... I had to rush to the hospital. Assalamualaikum." he told them.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." replied Lyra and her mother together.

Fadil quickly entered his vehicle again, and drove his car across the street.

"Mother, since when did you start to get along with your son, Mr Marjuki?!" lyra asked with her eyes fixed, looking at her mother who seemed to be hiding a plan. "Keep, what's the story about me with her?!" todong Lyra, who doesn't like it when her mother talks about her to others.

Mother Rukanda laughed a little. Then enter first to the house with his groceries and assisted by Lyra.

"Mother has actually been talking to Ms Marjuki for two months, in the market we almost often meet. Perfect fit, because their house is a market decket. Today, Bu Marjuki did not go to the market. As usual, I waited for my mother's rickshaw to come. But Mom's head was suddenly dizzy earlier. Eh accidentally met Fadil on the road with his car. Fadil saw from a distance, he said Mother's face was a bit pale, then he offered Mother to be escorted home. Previously, Nak Fadil examined Mom and gave Mom vitamins in the car." explained Rukanda.

At length, Bu Rukanda told Lyra about Fadil. Lyra nodded and was excited to hear it. "If you're dizzy, why didn't you just call Lyra? 'Can Lyra come get Mom!"

"Mom forgot just now did not bring a cell phone, was his cell phone charger in the room."

Lyra sighed loudly. Then shook his head. "Yes already if you are sick mending today do not need to cook first, then Lyra order rice sit alone online for breakfast both of us..." Lyra Gegas picked up her phone on the guest table and started looking for an online stall that provided cooked food.

Bu Rukanda nodded and continued to look at her daughter with a smile. Lyra glanced at her strange mother, frowning deeper and deeper.

"What the hell, ma'am, look at Lyra like that from earlier?!" tanyanya.

"Where do you think? Fadil's a handsome boy, right?! He's no less handsome, is your ex-boyfriend the same as anyone? You forgot it again?!" his quip-forget quip, Lyra also rolled her eyes lazy.

"Raffa Buu's.."

"That's Raffa! Cakepan Nak Fadil everywhere if in the bandingin the same cheating guy!" his grumpy speech is still upset with his daughter's former lover first.

Lyra clucked small while shaking her head. "Oh yes ma'am, Lyra asked not yet answered. What the hell kind of stories did you tell her about Lyra?!" tanyanya. To be honest, Lyra actually does not like if her mother talks about herself to others. What, that... He thought he was asking for people's mercy.

Bu Rukanda drank her warm tea made by her daughter just now, then looked back at her smilingly.

"Ehm, he asked Mom, why is your daughter not married yet? Yes I answer for what it is, if you do not want to marry because it is still traumatized by your ex-boyfriend." he answered frankly.

"Oh God Mother.. Lyra's gonna be embarrassed..." Lyra covered her increasingly red face.

"Ngapain should be ashamed, Nak Fadil asked so that means he is looking for information about you!" his chatter, Miss Rukanda also laughed off, then she went to take a towel on the hanger near the bathroom door. Before entering the bathroom, Bu Rukanda turned to look at Lyra who looked very agitated.

"But you have to be ready to be born, she will be the candidate of her ex, and this time do not disappoint you again!" he warned Lyra again. Bu Rukanda went into the bathroom and closed it violently.

Lyra breathed her rough breath while keeping her eyes tight. To be honest, she was not ready to get married. Although the man according to his mother was handsome and good, but Lyra did not feel any vibration in her heart like the first time she saw Raffa.

Raffa is one of the most popular students on Lyra's campus, and Lyra falls in love at first sight with her as she becomes the new student on their campus. Not only the charm of good looks that makes Lyra fall in love with Rafa but the nature of the joke that Raffa has is able to make Lyra can smile off every day, and forget all the burdens in her life. Raffa so often treat himself every lunch, because once he found out if Lyra had no money at that time.

Seriate...

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