Hugged Me, Mother
chapter 35
After a day of accompanying Najwa and Farhan doing a photo shoot, now the day is getting late and they are all on their way home to each other by car.
The Farhan car.
"What were you talking about?" farhan asked Julian.
"much. It turns out Alya was fun too yes, it deserves a lot of people like him," said Julian.
"You mean?"
"Don't talk about it now I want to ask, brother want to choose who? Najwa or Alya?"
"Yes, it must be Alya. I love her just as much as Alya."
"If you are quick to clarify your relationship. To be taken where and how."
"I'm trying to Ian, anyway you're talking that way."
"Because if you want to be with Najwa, I'll go with Alya before Alya really falls in love with her boss."
"Do you like Alya?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"So all this time you like Alya and don't-don't actually you don't want to help brother but instead ...."
"Hus! Don't be so prejudiced by me. I knew Alya was crying."
"Why? It must be you or Arka who made him cry."
"The brother who made him cry. Realizing not only was the brother holding, hugging even the brother's hand holding and touching Najwa's stomach."
"I'm just following the direction of his photographer."
"But Alya was jealous to see it. Next time you want anything tell Najwa don't ask Alya."
"I think I should see Alya."
"Not now."
"Why? We don't stop you from meeting Alya."
"He's tired and he needs to clear his mind. Meet him in the morning at his boarding house."
Farhan continued to drive his car at a moderate speed!
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In the Ark's car.
"Al, when are we like Farhan and Najwa?"
"meaning?"
"Doing a prewedding photo after that proceed to the guarantee."
"Ngaco deh."
"Ngaco? You're still alone, I'm still alone, what's wrong if we're fused in the marriage cord?"
"I haven't thought that way, there's still a lot I have to do and I have to finish."
"How old are you?"
"There was in my bio when I applied for a job in your office."
"I don't care about your age."
"Twenty-three."
"Still young and not too old but can get married because they are old enough."
"I know that but I don't want to think about marriage first. It's too complicated to live a life after marriage."
"Nothing has thought so."
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In Najwa and Chandra's car.
"Najwa, are you happy?" chandra asked with a smile on her lips.
"Blessed Mom, so happy."
"In the meantime your marriage is going on, you should be able to keep your husband from being taken away by others."
"Yes ma'am, I must have taken good care of Farhan."
While they were chatting, Arman who was driving the car just kept quiet while continuing to listen to their chatter.
"They are so happy with this marriage but Ms. Alya ... Mbak Alya would be sad if what Mbok Darti said was true. Poor Ma'am Alya must let his loved ones marry other people let alone others it is his own brother," said Arman in his heart.
After hearing the story from Mbok Darti, Arman becomes aware of their family life.
Arman worked as Chandra's private driver a few months ago, and he doesn't know who Chandra is and who his family are.
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Seeing Alya who was asleep, Arka could not bear to disturb Alya, finally he let Alya sleep and he supported Alya's head with a small pillow that was always in his car so that Alya's head remained stable in place.
"You must be tired Al? Go to sleep, I'll wake you up when we get to your house" Arka said as she continued driving.
Arka continued to go but now he drove at low speed for fear of disturbing Alya's sleep.
Before long the car driven by Arka arrived in front of her boarding house Alya and it just so happened that Julia was already there and opened the gate of the house for her.
After that Arka immediately put his car into the yard of the house!
Julia stood there and watched you Arka's car until the one with the car came out from inside.
"Why not go down?" ask Julia.
"He slept, I didn't dare build it" Arka said.
"Well, how do you keep going?"
Arka raises both shoulders her mark nor does she know what to do. The two of them did not dare to wake Alya up.
Marlina came out of the house and walked over to the two of them!
"Where did Alya go home?" ask Marlina.
"In the car, ma'am" explained Arka.
Marlina looked at Arka's car and it did look Alya was still sitting on the front bench.
"Why not go down?"
"She's sleeping Mom, we both don't dare to wake Alya up" Julia said.
"Oh sleep, how do dong go? I don't dare wake Alya up either."
"Yes, we have to wait until Alya wakes up alone" said Arka.
"But you have to go home" said Marlina.
"I know Mom but can I wait here until Alya wakes up?"
"Well, actually we never let men linger here because this is the princess's boarding house."
"Then I get back in a taxi."
"Don't you wait here but I can't take you in. May Alya wake up soon."
"Why not bidarin carried aja anyway Alya his? I'll be happy to take Alya to her room" Arka said in her heart.
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"Have you gone home?" rossa asked as her two sons walked into her house.
"Mam, all alone?" ask Julian.
"Who else would you like to be?"
"Where's he going?" farhan asked as he threw his butt in the chair beside Rossa.
Julian chose to go straight to the kitchen to get some drinking water!
"Den let Auntie make you drink" said the housekeeper.
"No need to Bi, I can do it myself" Julian said.
After finishing making the iced tea, Julian immediately returned to the living room, not forgetting that he also made a drink for Farhan and his mother!
"Drink first" Julian said, putting the drink he made on the table.
"Mama is also made?"
"Yes dong, when I make drinks just for me as brother doang."
"Thank you."
"Is there no poison?" farhan.
"That's a lot, let brother be happy so I add cyanide."
Rossa gave a small laugh hearing the unusual joking of her two children.
"You guys are making weird jokes you know not."
"Emang should have been given poison to let his heart and mind be clean."
"About saying, why is my heart and mind so dirty?"
"Want to get married soon, right? Well, his mind must have drifted somewhere."
"Ngaco. Fly where?"
"What matters is that Alya is mine."
Julian laughed then ran to his room because he knew his mother was going to shower him with her questions!
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