Mom for Aira
Chapters 14.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat....."

"Wa'alaikumussalam...."

"Cie who wants to marry...."

"Cia wants to be Arka's wife..."

"Cie wants to be Aira's mom...."

Ledek the ndalem servants, when the new Zea comes.

"It's normal." elak Zea.

"Toment...."

"Whatever...."

Zea chose to sit in the corner, close to her closet.

"But actually mba, if you want to get married...."

"Yes, everyone wants to get married, I've met his soul mate." replied Zea with his flat face, a sign of dislike.

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly awkward. Semoa abdi ndalem became guilty for having mocked Zea.

Srak, Zea scissors the wrap of one of the cikis she bought.

"Co on diem?"

"Hehehe...."

"What story do you want..."

"What's the story to it, maybe the latest film, K-Drama, or K-Pop also has no papa." Zea suggested.

"Ah I want something.." cried mba Lina.

"What is mba?" kepo is another.

"From the middle of my female cousin's left hand to the cotton* lawnmower...."

"Grass shredder?" confused the other.

"It's a machine that, for example, wants to chop straw just in and out...."

"Oh, continues?"

"Lah time, she's a girl....."

"What's wrong with female jiia?" wonder Zea.

"It's usually so much for men...."

"Oh..."

"Continue mba.." Zea's orders.

"Yes on..."

"However, this isn't going to miss her?"

"You dong mba Ze...."

"Well why not take, usually the owner has not been invaded first." Zea said.

"Who would have thought of Zea, who would dare?"

"Hem, he is, please take it...."

"Continue Lin.." continued Zea.

"OK, go on...."

"OK..."

"My cousin's mother was the same as Suga, anyway at that time in my cousin's mind there was only the name Suga, kept fit he helped his father shred the grass for cow feed, he said, his mind did not focus the same what he was doing, his focus was on Suga, uh even his hands went inside, kepoton* deh..."

"Innalillahi.." everyone exclaimed.

"How difficult?"

"Se nails..."

"That means his blood is flowing away?"

"She said he was from home to the hospital ngalir continued, even though it was given bandages at the puskesmas, but amazingly, my cousin did not cry at all...."

"Hiii, horror..."

"Poton*and his finger met mga mba?"

"Thanks..."

"Eat it if we like something or the same someone do not overdo it, do not neglect us to the creator." said Zea.

"Why mba?"

"Well, as a result, can be calamitous, and the calamity aims to warn us, not the story of the prophet Sulayman who slaughtered his beloved horse?"

"He's inget..."

"That is because the prophet Sulaiman 'guilt' his horse to neglect worship mba?"

"He'em...."

"How do we like someone?"

"Make it all the same...."

"Well, how do people keep taking it?"

"That means you're not a soul mate yet..."

"By the way it's good, I've never seen how his name falls in love...."

"Who said?"

"Say me...."

"So tau.." ketus Zea.

Zea is so secretive about her family and her love story. He'll tell someone he really thinks he can be trusted.

And they continued until the junk that Zea had bought, ran out.

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Somewhere else....

A man with a gallant body was feeling happy, because the harvest was right at a high selling price.

"Sir, that's the car has come.." said one of the workers.

"Yes, let's take it....."

The man began to help transport the crops to the car.

"Sir Arka, he said he wanted to get married again?" ask one of his workers.

"Insyaalloh....."

"Happy sir...."

"Yes...."

"When are the plans?"

"Fastly...."

"Oh...., this is for the restaurant directly send sir?"

"It's usually rich....."

"Ok ready...."

Arka continues to help his workers. This time the Arka harvest is long beans, chickpeas, and peanuts.

This time all that will be exported abroad is peanuts. For long beans and chickpeas Arka was deliberately not exporting it, because indeed from the beginning of planting the plant, Arka only intends to supply restaurants and also self-service.

In this area the soil and temperature are not suitable for growing onions, cabbage, rice, potatoes, and others that are usually planted in the highlands.

The soil here is suitable for plants such as peanuts, black potatoes, watermelon, melon, papaya, chili, sugar cane, corn and others commonly grown in lowlands and heat resistant.

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"Father, huhuhu....."

Just as Arka entered her parents' house, she was immediately greeted with Aira's cry.

"Why baby?"

"Where's mama?"

He just remembered, this morning when he left for Aira, he promised to bring Zea home.

"I'm sorry, papah forgot...."

"All bad papah" Aira sulks.

"Cup cup cup, mamah can't do what?" carrying Aira's body.

"Crying...."

"Printers...."

"But papah is evil...."

"Well, what if we buy toys?"

"No way" said Aira.

"Where are we going for a walk?"

"Well, I want mamah Zea..."

"Had Gini very much have a stubborn child.." complained Arka.

"The rich man his father.." seloroh mba Airin.

"Help me dong mba...."

"Well, you think that Ai took care of it from morning until afternoon, okay?"

"Well, you can help me persuade that...."

"Ngga will produce, except for the same branches, so halalin chips...."

"It's also about the letters...."

"Hua..., papah.." Aira's crying broke again.

"Again...."

By being forced to mba Airin would also help Arka to persuade Aira.

All persuasion techniques, have been issued by Mba Airin, but unfortunately Aira still want to meet his mother.

"One more way left Ka...."

"What is mba?"

"Thank you mang.." Aminah's voice.

"Adadeh, it's the man...."

"Why are oma's grandchildren crying?"

"For his father made false promises..."

"Arka, how many times the jarus mother said to you, jangn never promised anything to Aira, if not able to keep his promise, so gini will finally, mother also who got it...." nagging while taking over Aira.

"Eat it if parents talk tuh dengerin, do not just enter the right ear out the left ear.." ma'am Aminah still continued to say.

"She's sorry..."

"That continues his answer if disehatin.." passed by carrying Aira.

"Eat Ka, dengerin if dianisehatin.." added mbak Airin.

"Oh yeah, you're out of harvest, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"Hua, mother.." cried Alisa.

Mba Airin immediately ran to her son's room. Yap Alisa is Airin's last child. Alisa was 5 months younger than Aira, but still Aira had to call Alisa 'mba', because Alisa was Aira's slave.

"Alhamdulillah can rest too." Arka muttered.

Arka passed to her room, she laid her body down for a while to relieve the fatigue.

After feeling better, Arka immediately took a shower.

Out of the bathroom, Arka had found Aira sleeping soundly in her bed.

Slowly but surely, Arka approached Aira.

"I'm sorry, baby, I didn't mean to lie, but I completely forgot the promise...."

"But you take it easy, soon your mother will always be with us." whispered in Aira's ear.