Sagaras
The Part 50

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Flashbacks

"But, Mom-" said Aisyah who was confused herself because Mommy Ameera forced her to come along.

"But what else? what do you want here yourself, hem?" ask the middle-aged woman who is still energetic, money, husband and family are happy as a guarantee he is always young.

Aisyah seemed to think for a moment about the question that Mommy asked, right also what the woman said with what she would do here without Sagara, he said, moreover, it is also impossible to be allowed to clean up, what will be done too?

"Here you go, let's just grab your phone and let Sagara go, tell her Mommy's taking you away now."

Aisyah nodded slowly still with a confused look, then got up from the sofa to return to the bed where her phone was. Not an expensive cell phone, far from her husband's but Aisyah is quite proud because she bought it with money from her hard work as a teacher, the salary is not how much he collected little by little although in fact you can buy it if the daughter wants to ask.

Word by word without ado after the greeting sentence strung by Aisha to immediately send to Sagara, because it seems Mommy can not wait if you have to stay longer at home.

"Saga, probably still in class, Mom. His message has not been read by him."

"Try the phone" said Mommy again who was only answered with a nod of the head.

As asked by the woman, after the Room Chat application, Aisyah now starts to the phone call application. He called but there was no answer at all.

"Where?"

Aisyah who shook her head did not discourage the smile on Mommy's pretty face.

Mommy who did not want to be denied and Aisyah who was afraid also to argue finally according to. But he was confused when he entered the dressing room.

"What am I wearing? my clothes were nothing good," he muttered while giving a rough breath, he was afraid that Mommy Ameera would be embarrassed to go with him.

As an ordinary girl who does not attach importance to appearance in addition rarely out of the house, of course, clothes are not important for Aisyah, she only needs copy to teach and most importantly, of course, comfort.

The contents of the suitcase that he actually has not tidied are all increasingly scattered by Aisyah to find which game is the best and appropriate for her. And the black color was finally chosen Pradipta's son-in-law.

"This alone, this is all that makes me look neat" he said in front of a large mirror.

Yes, of course neat, because it cannot look beautiful because it is only for Sagara now and forever.

Aisyah came out of the dressing room and is now approaching Mommy who is still sitting on the sofa, Aisyah did not dare to make a sound because Mommy was seen exchanging messages on her phone.

"Eh, already?" asked the shocked Mommy then chuckled.

"Already, Momm. I'm like this is okay?"

"Why indeed?" Mommy frowned when she got the question.

"I'm like this, Mom. I wear a robe and Niqab," said Aisyah who lowered her gaze deeply.

"Originally you, Yayang and Olla did not stand parallel, dizzy later Mommy," he replied with a crisp laugh and it managed to make Aisyah smile knotted behind her veil.