The Suffering of the Raised Child

The Suffering of the Raised Child
Chapters 128.


Mama Clara and Mami Amora are attending a fashion show at one of the Mall owned by Mr. Sagara, who is none other than Mami Amora's husband.


''Are we also going to hold an event like this too, '' whispered Mama Clara right in Mami Amora's ear.


''God willing, may our efforts be more smooth, we come here too, all of you want to learn too, ''' he replied in a whisper as well.


''Yes that's what I expected all this time, yes itung let us have our respective activities, later after our grandchildren are born, we will not be busy in this business again, I will spend more time for our grandchildren, he murmured.


''Yeah, I don't think yes, soon we'll have grandchildren,''


''Yes, at this age you will have grandchildren, huh? what's the news later yes, Mama Clara replied with a long sigh, and exhaled slowly, considering her son who was super cold, and she also never showed a woman who was close to her, either, and came to bring a woman under the pretext of wanting to marry the girl.


''Yes, it doesn't feel like we're old either jeng, ''' said Mama Clara with her small oddity.


Mami Amora retorted with a bitterness as well, as she would be called Oma in a moment.


''Yes, my daughter was going to be a mother, I didn't feel like time was going so fast, I just held my daughter for a year, after which my daughter was cared for by no one,'' Mami Amora remembers what happened a few years ago.


''Already, we are here to be happy, not to be sad, we come here his intention to be happy right?'' Mama Clara stroked the back of Mami Amora the besan. Mami Amora nodded slowly and refocused on the event organized by her best friend.


The friend did not expect, if it turns out Mami Amora and Mama Clara as well, are pioneering fashion business as well.


The event was completed successfully, and closed with the designer who gave the bouquet. Not to forget Mama Clara and Mami Amora congratulate her first successful friend, in the world of fashion shows.


''Congratulations to shayy, finally? what you have dreamed so far is also accomplished, '' he said with a chipiki.


''Alhamdulillah, this is all thanks to the do'a of you too, I also thank you, for taking the time to attend the event that I held today, oiya, your daughter where? kok did not join sich, '' Friend of the Mama and Mami her crabbing looking for presence'an Mahalini.


''My daughter is visiting her Papa's house in the next city, maybe the day after she just came home, understand that they have not met for a long time, so we tell him to settle for his kangen kangeen, '' he said by commenting on the sweet smile on his lips.


''Oh, so sweet so you're shayy? already have a beautiful Mahalini, kind, friendly and soon you will also have grandchildren, I so it's the same you all, '' he said with a tone made sad.


''Day you marry your daughter,'' said Mama Clara casually.


''Enak only, indeed my daughter kambinh, married married,'' his reply by not accepting with a marriage greeting, which was thrown by the friend.


''I mean, marry first? newly married githu, Mama Clara tried to digest each of her sayings just now, and she instantly fixed her.


''Hehehe, sorry? I accidentally said it like that, don't sulk are you?'' persuade Mama Clara, considering her best friend has sulked, like a child who is asking for toys to his parents.


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''Honey, you're the same githu sich Mas?'' speak very slowly.


''Mas who byebelin, said it was just a moment doang, even many times!'' with his back to Devano.


''If only once, is it not legal, dear dong?'' defend her by continuing to hug the wife.


''Here comes out, I'm tired of going to sleep, ''' answered her tightly, Devano let out a long sigh, because Mahalini was angry with him, Devano also moved from his bed, Devano, and walk to the bathroom to immediately clean his body, from the remnants of his lovemaking with his wife, considering the dawn adhan was already reverberating.


After taking a bath Devano carried out his obligations, not forgetting he read some verses of the Quran, before he moved outside. While Mahalini waited for her husband out of her room, so that she could immediately clean her sweaty body, and immediately perform dawn prayers as well.


''Dear, you do not want to get up, '' whispered Devano, but there is no movement from the wife, Devano took a breath and exhaled slowly, he decided to go down, he decided to go down, because the laptop is downstairs.


Yes, last night Devano did not bring his laptop, he could only carry the wife to his room, and Devano was also lazy up and down the stairs, Devano instead worked on the wife until exhausted.


''Huch, how bad is dech?'' gerutu Mahalini when she had not found her husband in her room. He rushed down from his bed and into the bathroom, not to forget he had brought his change of clothes into the bathroom.


''Honey, you must not be like Dad yes, you must be gentle with your wife later, and must not be naughty too, '' Mahay muttered stroking her distended stomach.


Mahalini smiled to herself, remembering herself saying to herself, Have I gone mad now yes, my son is still in the stomach, but I deserve his chat with her,'' he chuckled, looking at himself in front of the mirror.


''Here it is, I have to take a quick shower, fearing that the dawn is running out, '' his murmur immediately stood under the sower.


Mahalini took fifteen minutes to clean himself up, and immediately put on his face and pray at dawn, Mahalini opened the Quran which he always carries with him wherever he goes, Mahalini read Maryam's letter, as well as Joseph's letter, so that the future baby had a handsome face like the Prophet Yusuf as, and also as beautiful as Maryam's siti.


(whom othor knows like that Mother, sister).


Finished his Mahalini continued his sleep, as he was still very sleepy, considering Papa and the others were already there masakin below, due to his Papa home assistant, his, they come every morning and go home at night.


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