Suddenly Mother
Episode 29 Outpouring of Hearts I

"Selin, why is our fate the same? love without being loved. Maybe Mama could have your Papa. But not with his heart. It should be, Mama's enough to feel." Intan miris. I saw the documents on her husband's desk.

The pros and cons of the status declaration of Aslan Alister, the CEO of a well-known agency in the motherhood, spread across social networks. Everyone is talking about it.

Even the media digs information about the CEO's spouse from education, parents, job status to religion. Really, they are very curious.

One of the elite apartment areas, a woman was furious. Selin, did not accept the fact, that the man he craved, loved another woman. Which makes him very angry. Declaring their relationship right in front of him.

Three days he shut himself up. Vanishing anger by destroying the prabot. I don't know who to blame.

"No. You only belong to one Selin," she cried. He pointed at the image of Aslan he had placed on the wall near the mirror.

"If you're not mine, don't expect another woman to have you. Aslan, I'm not letting that happen. Haha." His laughter filled the entire room.

"Don't blame me, Aslan." He stared intently at the A3 size picture.

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Two weeks went by so quickly. Athan releases Arin to run the Wilson hotel, he is still in Jakarta but manages another hotel. If you need something or a consultant, he will gladly empty his busy schedule.

Arin stared at the street. Smiling wryly while tidying up her wind-struck hair.

Unimaginable before. The wife of a businessman who is quite famous in his motherhood. And back to work? the office? Leaving early in the evening?.

The plan is not in line with what is planned. He just wants to live peacefully running a cafe while growing Allea. Not more. Not less.

He let out a long breath, his eyes reluctant to turn away from the streets. Watching vehicles scramble the road. Sometimes klason sounds. Like when he was working in a construction company.

When he came home from work, he always stood at the stop watching the vehicle and complained that life in every day was like a time loop.

Tin.tin..

Klason's voice blew his daydream. He looked at the source of the voice. Then smile at someone who claims to be his wife. His face met red as he remembered the incident the other day.

"Hey! aren't you sane? When are we getting married?," whispered Arin glaring.

"soon. If you say yes." Reply Aslan while smiling to the audience and tighten the ranking.

Today he will decide whether to accept it or to refuse it. And every choice has consequences to face.

"Aslan. May I ask?" said Arin suddenly after a silence between them.

"Hm. Go ahead," Aslan turned his head for a moment while smiling faintly.

"But, I don't think so." Arin shakes. His mind was still spinning in the hotel lobby three days ago. Wonder what was discussed between Aslan and Selin.

But he doubted. Afraid that Aslan misunderstood.

"Ck. Whaan? if I'm not even thinking."

"Of course."

That's women. His feeling is the vanguard in deciding something. Curious but afraid of heartache if it does not fit the prediction.

Aslan exhaled heavily. Arin turned his face to see the view from behind the car glass.

flickering garden lights decorate trotoan. The five-footed pedal began to put up a tent, opening their trading stalls.

Silent. No more talking between them. The black sedan car had reached its destination. Pelita Kasih Orphanage.

Arin invites Aslan to face Mother. Your assessment greatly affects the choice to be determined.

"Welcome to the waiting house." Arin smiled faintly.

Aslan shook his head.

"I gave you that name. I used to expect Mama to pick me up and the adults to adopt one or two of these children. Expect sweet promises, in the form of happiness, love and affection from a figure named parents."

Arin paused staring at the old building before him while sighing.

"You know what, Aslan? why did I put Allea in your hand without arguing?." Arin turned to Aslan who was faithfully listening.

"I want him to feel the affection of his parents. Uh. I forgot something." Decak Arin while patting his forehead softly.

"What's that?."

"Hey. You can hit me?. I loved him from the womb."

Deg.

Arin's heart ached, upon hearing the word 'love him'.

Then he's very considerate of Selin?. Bathin Arin stared fixedly at Aslan. Then throw away face.

Aslan. Feeling strange about the change in attitude of women. When I want to ask. Mother Siti cleared her throat like the security guard.

"Aryn. You come not alone?," mama's usual pleasantries while smiling gently. Arin immediately greeted Mother followed by Aslan.

"Hehehe. Yes Bun. Said he wanted to talk to Mommy."

"It turns out the daughter of the Mother is smart to lie. Arin, why didn't you tell Mommy? if the father of the daughter you adopted was the owner of the show a few years ago." Snorting Mother back right into the house.

They follow behind.

"Have you forgotten what happened that day? every night you cry. You laugh when you play with your brothers. But by yourself, you always cry. Do you think Mother does not know, hmm?," explained Mother holding back anger.

"Sorry Bun,"he looked down.

Mommy lets sit with a hand signal sticking out toward the chair.

"Arin, please look at the kids in the room!" mama cried while smiling.

Mother suckled me, didn't she?. Bathin Arin frowned.

"Why? just chill. Mother couldn't have kicked him out". Kekeh Mother.

Arin moved on a manyun. Aslan looked at Arin's back.

"You love her?. He's a strong boy. Cheerfully. Clever. And rarely cry in front of Mother." said Mother softly while staring at the hallway that still looks a little waiting for Arin.

Aslan looked at Mother.

"Me, Siti. The man who raised Arin. And this is one of his backgrounds. Regarding her biological parents, you can ask her."

"I, Aslan Alister. Thank you for your time. Sorry for the news that was published. It could be very disturbing to you."

Mother smiled thinly as the mangosteen saw Aslan. Observing the figure of the man before him. Like the HRD selects new employees.

"And my intention is to come here, I would like to ask permission to marry the daughter you love and raise with all my heart." Continue Aslan with a slightly vibrating tone.

"You sure you can make it happy?. Love him with a heart. Accept so many flaws? Please convince Mother's heart, son. Mother doesn't want the children of the parlor to be looked at one eye."

Mother paused sighing. Wiping away the tears.

"They're good kids. What's their fault? just because some of them are hair coloring, smoking, racing wild. Then the public judges them bad boys. They're just venting emotions that we might not know."

Waited for a moment. There was a curtain waving in the wind.

"Trust, Mother. I don't look at the orphanage child one eye. Instead I admit, they were great," Aslan paused exhaling softly.

"I'll make your daughter happy, Alesha Arin. Loves shortcomings and advantages." Continue Aslan steady.

Mother smiling haru. Seeing the strong man in front of him.

Very different from Manda's husband. Why did I allow you to marry Manda? How is he now? is it a divorce?. Bathin Bunda gamang's.

"I'll allow it, son. But the final decision is in Arin's hands. Because he will live. If he is confident and confident in his heart. Surely he'll accept you, won't he, Arin?. Come outside! Mother knows you eavesdrop."

Arin came out of hiding. He was indeed gathering in the room of Mother Siti who was close to the living room.

"Who is humping, Mother?" elak Arin while scratching his nape that does not itch. It's a misdeed. Embarrassed. His curious soul is indeed 11-12 with Bian. The curiosity is the maximum level.

Mother just shook her head and exhaled.

Bian and Mommy. Memorized by the habits of Arin. If Mother I still teach. But Bian? why don't I accept that he knows all about Arin's habits?. Bathin Aslan sighed.

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