The Singers
036. Moms

The thing that Amira never imagined was to be able to find the figure of a substitute mother when her mother died. When his mother died, he would always do anything by himself, if he had been a spoiled child because of the last child. Now different, he was forced to be independent and strong just to continue his life. Even her own mama never noticed Amira when she was sick, she would only check occasionally if she remembered.

And this time, what surprised her was her mother Alkan visiting her and looking after her all day. Amira knows how busy the family is when it comes to work, but she could take the time to accompany Amira who is definitely not who they are, just someone who is still hanging.

If you ask what is his status with Alkan? The answer is hanging. When Alkan said yesterday that there was a phone coming in when Alkan proposed to him or I don't know what it was, it felt too sudden. Even Amira herself does not know her feelings and also what happens if a marriage without any taste for each other? Is Alkan serious about him?

"Deliver it really loves you. She means Mom to take care of you, but without being told, Mom will look at you."

If you ever see someone very graceful old woman, it means that she looks like Alkan's mother. Amira likes to see every move of the middle-aged woman, whatever she does looks graceful.

"Would you like to eat fruit? Let's let it be Mom I'm gonna get it." When I saw Amira, I was silent.

"Father. I don't want to take a shot, Mom."

"No nicotine really, it's the mother who offers, it means the mother who will." Then take an apple to cut. "You like the peeled apple?"

"Relga."

Alkan's mother nodded and went to the bathroom to wash the apples. "If the children are mothers, they love the peel of apples. He said the skin was not good, but ordinary, yes?"

"Kids Mothers are the picky type of food?"

"Yes, they like to be picky about food and especially about their hygiene. Meal only they will fuss if for example there is a patch of other food traces in the slightest. It's because of a splash or something." The story.

Amira watched silently. He remembered about Alkan who had been invited to eat on the side of the road, this time also Amira felt guilty. Did that guy have stomach pain afterward?

"They like stomach pain when eating a snack, ma'am?" Ask ensures.

"No. If the voters are not sick, anyway. Unlike Jia, the boy was a picky-forgiveness voter just like Alkan and his sister, but he if eating foods that do not match his stomach will hurt his stomach."

Amira nodded, noticing that it seemed like Alkan's mother knew Jia well. Even a tiny bit of information she knew was like her own real mother.

"You and Jia are pretty much the same now."

Bede

"You both consider her own. The difference is you're gonna be her daughter-in-law, right? If you want it, it's the same with Mom's son."

Has Jia ever been considered his future son-in-law as well?

"Jia was before dating Alkan was already considered my own child, because Mother knew the late Mamihnya Jia. She's the one who nitipin to Mom." It was clear that I understood what Amira was thinking, "So, Ami don't hesitate. Even though I don't know your late mother. But you can think of Mother as your own, like a real Mother. Mother always wanted to have a daughter, you know. So you if there's anything, same story mom, huh?"

Amira felt like she wanted to cry. His eyes were even already glazed, it would spill right now. She started crying making Alkan's mother surprised.

Amira misses her mother, she misses her mother's voice, she misses her mother's embrace when she worries about Amira.

Alkan's mother approached and hugged Amira. "Udah, it's okay. There's Mom now, now you have Mom again. Now don't hesitate, huh? Treat Mom like your mother was." He said with a sweet smile.

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"So why did you call me here?" Ask someone who is already sitting in front of Alkan.

The man who had the tattoo on his right arm came because he was called Alkan.

"Help me. I want to find someone."

Alkan chuckled with this tall and large male protester in front of him. This man often gym his body is like a wrestling athlete even though his work only follows Jia everywhere.

"It could be a hacker too."

"Gue is an IT graduate but that doesn't mean he can be a fucking hacker!" Ben protest back.

Ben is Jia's manager, the man with his boredom doing his parents' business so doubles up to become Jiani's manager.

"Gue know you like to find people who have problems with Jia. That's why I asked you to help."

"Yaudah, straight to the point. I still have a promise with people to back off again."

"Please find out who's behind the news about Amira's family."

Ben frowned, "Amira? Amira Dewangsih you mean?"

Alkan nodded back. "Yes, can you?" Ask ensures.

"could. The pay is not cheap but this is what a girl lo."

"Basic lo duitan eyes! No friend price?"

"We're not meant by the way."

Yes, because this person is trionya Jia. He was a friend of Jia since childhood with Sera. They are like a trio who will walk together, but reportedly now Sera is not busy being a corporate slave.

"Yes, be safe. The point is you can work well."

"What do you want?"

"What do you think is good about me?"

"Gue was horrified that the rich were making money." He said with insinuation.

Ben is also a rich man. But he just doesn't enjoy his wealth very much, he prefers to make his own money.

Alkan laughed when he heard that. "So when did it come to an outcome?"

"If I send it to your email. And don't forget the pay at the beginning." He said then got up from his seat, "Gue go first." Ben leaves without waiting for Alkan to allow him to leave.

Ben is replaced by his secretary, Lana. "So Mr Ben, huh, sir?"

Alkan nodded while receiving the report file. "Yes, why?"

"It's been a long time since I've seen. He's got no arm yet, huh?"

Alkan looked at his secretary with a surprised look, secretly this riweh girl admired Ben as it turned out.

"You ask yourself. Or ask Jia directly, she must know."

"If you ask Bu Jia, I am horrified. Bu Jia is possessive of the people closest to her." To be honest.

Alkan chuckled, memgerti. Jia was always like that until people became afraid first to come forward to approach the people around him. He was like the cat guard of his beloved.