My Brother's Substitute Role

My Brother's Substitute Role
Part 25 Meet


Azmia is not going to Melia's house, but she is going to the place where the house is most comfortable for her where else if not in her cafe. Azmia would rather be in a cafe than in people's homes.


"Mba Mia, tumben this hour already in the cafe on college holiday?" asked Nina who saw the arrival of her Boss.


"Yes, Nin," Azmia replied. "Nin, can you please bring me a drink ahead yes," he continued.


"Ready, Mba." Nina walked to the kitchen, while Azmia stepped out of the cafe towards the corner table to calm her heart and mind.


"Mba, this is the drink." Nina gives Azmia her favorite glass of avocado juice.


"Thank you, Nin," Azmia said.


"Together, Mba," replied Nina then passed away leaving Azmia.


Azmia sipped the juice Nina gave her. I don't know what this whole thing's gonna end up like. Usually the age of one month of marriage that people feel happiness, but in contrast to Azmia during her marriage there is no beauty at all.


What a pity his fate. Baby dumped by parents, after adulthood forced to marry without love. If only her sister hadn't gone for sure none of this would have happened that Azmia always regretted why Rania had to leave.


Maybe this is the color and color of life.


"At noon daydreaming, be aware of the tambet later," said someone from behind Azmia.


Hearing the sound of someone Azmia looking back. "Devents." Azmia stared with sparkling eyes. He was happy when like this there was Angga who was beside him.


"May you sit here?" Angga pointed next to Azmia.


Azmia nodded in response.


"Why, is there a problem?" ask Angga.


"No, Mia just wanted to catch some wind" Azmia replied. He doesn't want anyone to know the problem.


"Oh." Actually Angga knew that Azmia was lying, but he did not want to force Azmia to tell him because it was his privacy.


"Do you want to come with brother?" ask Angga.


"Where?" Azmia asked back.


"Want to see Mami?" Angga looked towards Azmia.


"Is Mommy home?" ask Azmia because usually Mami is always busy helping in the office.


Angga. "Come, hurry up then, Mia wants to meet Mami," he said with enthusiasm. Azmia stood up from her seat walking towards the parking lot.


"Just pick up your car." Angga who saw Azmia standing in the parking lot confused between together Angga or riding his own motorbike.


"OK." Azmia got into the car. The same goose.


They sang and laughed together.


After about two hours, they finally got home. After parking the car in the garage. Angga and Azmia walked into the house, but only Angga entered while Azmia waited at the door.


"Female, why is this hour home, don't you go to the office?" mami asked when she saw Angga enter the house.


"No, Mi," answered Angga.


"What are you doing?" ask Angga.


"This helps aunt cook mumpung no more work," replied Mami.


"Mi, Angga brought something for Mami" said Angga.


"What, that?" The curious mother finally put an apron then approached Angga who was in the living room.


"Where?" Mami's hand rested towards Angga.


"Mommy has to close your eyes first." Angga took out a handkerchief from his pants pocket.


"Should it?" ask Mami who feels weird.


Angga nodded then closed his Mama's eyes. "Don't open it first. Later if Angga has finished counting one to three new Mami open yes," said Angga.


Mami nodded. After closing her eyes. Angga walked over to Azmia bringing her inside to stand in front of the middle-aged woman, but still beautiful and young.


"Counting for Mi. Sa ... tu, one and a half, du .. a, two quarter, two and a half, ti___." Her words are not finished yet Mami has spoken


"Hurry up, Angga," Mami protested.


"Patience, Mi. Stay a little more this," Angga replied.


"Ti .. ga," said Angga.


Mami quickly immediately opened her blindfold how happy she was when she saw the figure of the beautiful woman smiling sweetly in front of her.


"Dear." Mami immediately hugged Azmia with tears after a long time did not meet making her save a myriad of longs.


Azmia returned Mami's embrace, she also shed tears. The old embrace he did not feel was now healed. Although Azmia was in the care of the Pranata family, but the sincere affection he got from the Angga family.


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