My Son Is My Strength
Now What's Your Plan, Brother ?

"Heh... earlier you said to give a check containing some money to Arini, did he accept it?" Mama Mira asked, pointing at Bian with a sharp look. Bian shook his head slowly in response.

"I guessed it." Mama Mira said getting up from her chair towards Bian's seat.

Bian who saw that, he reflexively stood up and jumped behind the sofa. Avoiding the rage from her mother.

"Here you! Don't dodge...." Mama Mira said around the sofa, chasing after Bian who now ran to avoid him.

At the end of the stairs there, Alysha laughed out loud at the fate of Bian who got a tantrum from his mother. Rarely did he see scenes like this at home, since they were growing up. He walked to the living room to see it closer.

Mr. Dean watched the behavior of his wife and child, who were like children running chases, circling the sofa no matter how many rounds they turned the sofa.

Alysha sat beside Master Dean still with her laughter, even now she was holding her belly laughing out loud.

"Huhaah.. huuff." Bian dropped her body on the sofa, leaning there after their chase.

"You think you're tired yourself." Timpal mama Mira sits next to her son, forgetting her goal of chasing after Bian.

"What's your plan now, brother?" Alysha asked who had gotten into the topic, because her papa had just explained after she had asked earlier.

"There are no plans, anyway Bian must marry Arini is responsible for his actions and tomorrow we are going to his house point!" Mama Mira answered, staring intently at Bian. Master Dean nodded, seemingly agreeing with his wife's words.

"Ohuk... uhuk...." Bian coughed, faltering to himself, hearing the answer from his mother.

"W-why isn't that fast, Mah? I haven't...." Bian's words hang.

"The sooner, the better." Mr. Dean answered. Because he did not want his son's actions to continue and drag on, he had to clean it up quickly.

However he could feel what his fellow parents felt, he could not imagine if this calamity happened to his daughter Alysha.

And he could not imagine what his son Alysha would do if he really experienced it. Will his son commit suicide? Or will it abort her fetus? He really can't imagine all that. Be thankful Arini and her family didn't do any of that. Gave a little peace to his heart.

"But what if that brother doesn't accept Brother Bian? Everyone can be hurt." Said Alysha who understood the face of Bian. Because surely this brother has not been able to conquer the heart of the woman who has raised his child.

"Have not guessed anything, papa is sure their family can decide all this wisely." Mr. Dean woke up from his seat, followed by his wife. "Everybody's resting, it's late at night." Mr. Dean continued again, then he walked to his room with Mama Mira.

Alysha who was still with Bian in the living room just shrugged, stood up and walked towards his room as well. But before that, "Happy big sister, don't forget to enjoy your night!" he said, waving at Bian who was now moody thinking of something.

Now in the living room, there lives a Bian. Guessing what decision Arini will give her tomorrow. Thinking of that, Bian nervous himself before proposing to Arini to be his wife.

*****

At Arini's house, Azzam was seen chattering about the weekend he went through today with Bian and his mother to his grandmother.

"Grandmother knows, mom is equally bad om Bian. during the game cars I won. continue their cars both left behind jauuuuuh hot from Azzam's car." Azzam recounts the events at the time they played in the mole. Syahra's mother listened enthusiastically to her grandson's story.

Next to them was Arini who was listening, while working on something in front of his laptop screen.

"Keep grandma, they're fighting over the steering wheel... Om Bian gerakin drove his car mama here.... Mama didn't accept dong, so she joined Om Bian's steering wheel." Azzam stretched out his hands forward, moving them like a person driving. Imitate the way Arini and Bian play the toy car. "And their car drove to the left, to the right, to the side of the road." - hihihi." He laughed, closing both hands.

"Torpidaka...." Azzam yawned, shutting his mouth.

"Azzam cussing?" Ask Syarah's mother to see her grandson yawn.

"It seems so, Grandma. Hehe...." Azzam laughed, occasionally closing his mouth as it evaporated.

"Well, baby, you're sleeping tomorrow." Timpal Arini, Azzam.

"You want a delivery mom?" Tanya Arini saw Azzam get off the sofa.

"No, Mah. Azzam can be alone." Said refused.

"Then don't forget...."

"Don't forget to brush your teeth, wash your feet." Azzam continued his mother's words.

"Ummah.. ummah...." Azzam kissed Arini's cheeks and her grandmother took turns, only to walk to her room. Arini and Syahra's mother smiled at the adorable behavior of Azzam.

"Azzam is now big, he can already do all his own activities." Syahra's mother smiled looking at Azzam's small back that was getting away. Arini smiled, looking at her mother.

Suddenly Syahra's mother remembered something, making the smile on her face fade away instantly.

"Mother why?" Tanya Arini saw a sad look on her mother's face.

"No, I just remembered something." Said Syahra's mother shaking slowly.

"What do you remember?"

"Mom remembered your story yesterday, son." Shahra's mother turned to her son, looking at Arini's brown bead.

"Now Azzam was getting bigger, soon he could know good and bad words, know insults or praise, and know all these truths." Said Syahra's mother holding Arini's hand.

Arini was silent, not knowing the meaning of the words from her mother. But, if he remembers, he once told his mother about Azzam who got insulted at school and was helped by Bian.

Arini told all that to her mother, even she cried on her mother's lap. ‘Which mother does not hurt if her child is insulted, reviled and judged as such'. Syahra's mother who listened to her son's story at that time, she was also sad.

"Mom knows you don't understand what mom means, but someday you'll understand by yourself, son. I'm sure you know what's best for you and for Azzam." Lirih Syahra's mother still holds her son's hand. Arini was still speechless not knowing how to respond to her mother's words.

"Mother's message.never hold a grudge against anyone, because he has hurt us in the past. Do not retaliate for bad treatment with bad treatment. Forgive him, for Allah is ever Forgiving, what else are we who are nothing and only ordinary men." Arini nodded in understanding the meaning of his mother's words, although he did not know where his mother spoke.

"Hmm.. Then don't work too late, mom take a break to the room first." Pamit Syahra's mother after saying that to her son.

"Hm." Dehem Arini quietly, nodded back, releasing his mother's handrails.

*****

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