The next morning, as soon as Hasan woke up, he began packing his bags to leave his mother's house for the hotel where he was staying. "Son, why don't you stay here? Why are you leaving?" his mother asked while he was getting his things ready. 😐
"It's far from here to the airport, Mom, so I need to go," he replied.
"Alright then… do you drink like that every day?" his mother inquired, looking at him.🥃
"Oh no, Mom, how could I work my duty if I drank like that? I just met some old friends that day, that's why I had a bit too much…" he said, avoiding her gaze.
"Well, that's okay. It's just that there's no problem with your relationship with Anisa, right?" asked his mother, unaware of her son's double life. 🔎
"No problem, Mom. But it would be good if you could talk to her family and set our wedding date soon," he said, turning to her.
"Why the hurry, son?" his mother asked. 🗣
"Why, doesn't Mom want to become a grandmother soon?" he asked with a mischievous smile.
"Oh, you and your jokes. Seriously, there's no other issue, right?" his mother said. ☺
"No, nothing like that, Mom. Anisa is already close to 37, and I'll be 40 soon. That's why I said it," he said calmly.
"That's true too. You're not as young as I think anymore," his mother said, patting his head. 😇
"To Mom, I'll always be little," he said, looking at her affectionately.
"I'll make you some coffee to drink before you go," she said, preparing to leave the room when Hasan addressed her again. 📌
"Ah… Mom, the servants at home treat you well, right? No problems?" he asked.
"No, son, they take good care of me," his mother replied calmly. 🛡
"That's good. What about Sister?" he asked his mother.
"Sister is in a high school boarding house, it's easier for her. She calls me often, and I send her money," the mother said, looking at him. 💵
"That's good. But, Mom, you should also keep an eye on her a bit more, you know how young girls are these days…" he told his mother.
"Alright, son, I'll do that," his mother said as she left to instruct a servant to make coffee.
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