The Story of Doctor Arumi
episode 90's
“Mother, listen to Arum. Arum is not pregnant. Arum also did not want to marry. Arum came here to pick up his mother and adek-adak to Jakarta. We can get back together, Mom. Maafin Arum ma'am. Don't give mom any news. Arum just wanted to make a surprise for mom.” Hugging her mother and wiping her tears with her finger.
“Yeah god son, I'm relieved to hear it. I'm afraid you're doing the no-no, son. There Arum was alone. No one is watching, no one is reminding. Mom was really scared. You are like any other teenage girl. The busy courtship until finally pregnant.”
Arum was silent as he listened to what his mother had to say. Rigid Arum tongue. How disappointed my mother would have been to know what she was doing. Arum was ashamed of himself. He who has done several kisses with Bibi mas. Not that she stayed away, even Arum received the kiss. And enjoying. Arum who had begun to feel his love for Habibi, making him unable to refuse. He thought trying to refuse. But his body was forced to accept.
“Bu, we go to Jakarta tomorrow.”
“Ngapain to Jakarta nak.”
“We moved to Jakarta bu.”
“But adek-adek you school nak.”
“School, move to Jakarta bu.”
“Why don't you tell me son. Let mom take care of her moving letter.”
“No need to ma'am. Everything Habibi sir will take care of. I'm ready to prepare the things I want to bring. I brought the important thing, ma'am. Like clothes and important letters. Good stuff we still pack to the neighbors and that is not good we burn.” Arumi said it explained.
“When do we go to Jakarta nak?”
“Besok mom. Monday Arum was working and Mr. Habibi was also busy bu.”
“Why can you be the same boss as your son.”
“Let's aja Arum story.”
“Yes already, you're out. Quick artificial drinking.”
“Iya bu.”
“Remember ya son. You are not the muhrimnya Habibi sir. So don't sit close together, hold hands and even kiss.”
“Iya bu.” Downwardly.
Arum came out of the room and made some warm tea for Habibi.
“This mas. Mas, Arum wants to check into the kitchen first huh. Mom cook what.”
“Iya.”
Habibi was still sitting in his place. Mom's out of the room.
“Pak Habibi's. I'm sorry I didn't know Habibi was coming here. So I didn't get to do anything.”
“Iya buk's. Not what. Don't call me father buk. Just call me Habibi.”
“Well son Habibi.”
“Buk, can I go to the kitchen for a while, talk to Arum.”
“Please nak.”
Habibi who headed to the kitchen was followed by Siti's mother behind her.
“Dek, which you brought earlier was not put down?”
“Oh yes mas, Arum forgot. Where's the car key?”
“This deck.”
Arum took the keys to the car that Habibi was holding. Habibi sat at the table in the kitchen. Soon Arum came back in with a cake and fruits in his hands and some souvenirs from Jakarta.
“Bu, what time's it coming home?”
“Another moment, son. Today is saturday. So hurry home.”
Then Arum made an omelet. Arum is afraid Habibi doesn't like it. There are no restaurants or warteg. Azzam and Azzam came home from school.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumsalam.”
The two boys came in. His eyes went straight to his brother.
“Kak Arum.” The sound of the shrill cry, instantly filled every corner of the house.
“Adek.” Arum developed his hand.
Aisah immediately burst out to hug the brother who had missed him so much.
“Kakak, Ica miss.” while crying hugging her sister.
“Udah adek do not be sad gini dong. Cook, he said he already had a girlfriend. But I'm still a crybaby.”
“Kakak don't say it out loud. Knew mom could run out Ica in Hajar. Whispering.
“Little kids can't date.”
“Iya ica tau sis. I broke up ica kak.”
The whispers of the two girls were so clearly heard. Habibi smiled at it. While amused himself, shadow the little boy dating.
“Udah kelama.” Azzam said as he shifted his sister's body.
“Bang, ica is still kangen with sister Arum.”
Azzam hugged his brother. “How's brother.”
“Alhamdulillah good adek brother tamvan how are you?”
“Alhamdulillah good brother. How's the job there?”
“Alhamdulillah good all deck.”
“What big brother can keep themselves there?”
“Can. You still doubt your brother's ability?”
“No heck kak.”
Azzam looked mature in his thinking. Even he was like a father who was obliged to protect his 3 beloved women. The 13-year-old man who currently sits in the 1st grade of Junior High. White skin, a body high enough for his age and a handsome face.
Suddenly Arum's sleeve was pulled.
“What's the hell deck?” Ask Arum.
“Kak, how is there a handsome guy? Who is kak?”
Looking towards Habibi.
“That's boss brother.”
“Such handsome kak.”
“Do not you go near. That's Arum's future husband,” said Azzam.
“You guys said what the hell dek.”
Habibi just smiles at the 3 brothers.
Mother who has no stop, a smile decorating her lips that seem to have begun there are fine lines on her face that still look beautiful.