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"Bu Venna, I hope you go home. Don't burden my daughter with the weird things you give me."
"Why are you the sewer? Ala's willing to do it."
Ummi looked at Venna firmly. "This is your family's problem, Do not bring Ala with the problems that exist between you and your husband. Why don't you finish it yourself?"
Ala held the hand of the mother shaking her head. Ala did not want, the woman who gave birth to this was also carried away by the heated atmosphere because the dispute with her in-laws that would never end.
Venna raised her eyebrows arrogantly. "All right, then. But don't blame me if there's a bad consequence of your family's treatment!"
Ala tried to calm the mood. "Ama, Ummi, don't be at odds in a happy atmosphere like this. How about we focus on the happiness of the birth of our eldest son. We should all be grateful that he was born healthy without lacking anything. It should be, in this way, we all become more united and harmonious" said Ala to prevent the feud that might happen again.
Ummi let out a long sigh confirming what Ala had just said.
After some time, where Ala had been given permission to return home brought the tiny human who had been in her womb, who had been, Ala dab Rafatar held Aqiqah with the children of the orphanage where he always shared. As a form of gratitude for the greatness of God, because it has proven that no human being is able to determine His will even though the technology created is increasingly advanced.
At that time, Apa came to the orphanage because he was invited by Rafatar. Ama immediately approached Apa put on a pleading face.
"Pa, please unplug it again, Pa. Ama does not want to separate from What. Why do we look up to Ama when we are old?" Venna gave Ala the code to help the civil war immediately.
"Fatar, why didn't you say that your Ama would also come here?" murmuring What is cold.
"Sorry, Pa. Maybe this way between Apa and Ama can talk to each other. My wife and I are going there." Rafatar embraces Ala who is hugging Akram, their baby.
Rafatar pulls them towards the orphanage children who seem happy because of this event they are holding. Not a few who embrace Ala with affection and respect because for them Ala is the best benefactor who often visits them.
Rafatar took over holding their baby. Ala sat in the corner of the garden of the parlour looking at the poor children, but did not look sad at all.
"ALA?"
Ala's head reflexively turned to a voice that had just shouted at her. There without her mother-in-law's face reddish with tears flooding her cheeks.
"You don't blame him anymore! Enough's enough! For me Ala is the best woman for Fatar. Lucky he wants to accept Fatar, even though he knows Fatar has an evil mother like you!" What drew the hand of Ama who had been red was about to give a new lash to Ala.
"Pa, why keep defending him? I'm the one you should prioritize, Pa. I've been by your side all this time! Why do you keep defending him? Father and son are the same!" cecar Ama looked at Ala, nanar.
Ala who looked confused, could only bow her head. He had no idea what great thing had just happened to these two middle-aged people.
"Well! Why are you just keeping quiet? B*doh!!!"