A Dusty Photo's

Chapter 19: Mommy and feelings

...- A Dusty Photo...

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I never bother to interrupt. He always managed to make me disappointed then pat my shoulder sympathy for then he dropped it again. Okay, I'm stupid for being stuck with it. But which fish are not interested in the food that is waving in the wide ocean. And it seems I am one of them.

This time I introduced a guy to me. It's not a drama between a rich CEO and a girl like me. Or matchmaking to pay off debts or anything else. Obviously not.

"Gue thought I'd pick him up." I got in the car after this guy made it easy.

"Sorry, Mommy told me to."

His name is Sebastian Earl I don't know. I can't pronounce his name. He's my stepdaughter who he said he wanted to be left out. And now, I know. I hope I won't blame this again.

In the car I just looked outside.

I thought of something annoying. Why didn't I come to myself. Why did he say he wanted to pick me up turned out to send a stranger - who might soon be no stranger to me - over him himself.

I hate to say that I miss him. I was disappointed that I could not meet him this time. And this also makes me hate.

"Gue can open the windshield?"

"Oh, I can."

The afternoon breeze blew away my little hair boy. My long hair covered my face. I'm upset.

I looked at my wrist and saw a black hair tie there. It belongs to Anastasya who he put on me this afternoon. Yes, I decided to pick it up and save it because it's a pity I'm not carrying a hair tie. I closed the windshield for a while and then tied my long hair.

"wait. Where are we going?" I just finished tying my hair when I realized the curve to the budhe house was missed.

"home."

"Sorry, but where do you mean to go home?"

"To Mami's house, right?" Sebastian smile. And seeing his smile I want to curse. She smiled at something she told me.

"Mommy asked for it?"

Sebastian nodded. I don't know why my feelings have turned weird. I happy? Or vice-versa. But for sure I think of a lot of things that I will say to you after we meet later. So that not only the swearing that comes out of this foul mouth.

The car turns on an apartment building. I just sighed when Sebastian parked the car and let me out. Ah, I'm scared. I'm a little not ready to meet you.

"Moon?" Sebastian reprimanded me when we were in the elevator just the two of us. "Thank you."

I'm looking. Wh-wh-what for?

"We've even just met." I rolled my eyes.

"Rubber too. But I'd like to say thank you." Sebastian. He played his fingers which I thought was a bad feeling. "Thank you for sharing my mother with me."

I didn't answer.

Sharing mom, huh? No, Sebastian. The problem is that I am not sharing my mother. But let you have fully someone who was once a mother to me.

"Thank you too" I sighed. Thanks for what he said earlier. "Thank you for being my sister."

"Aren't you going?"

Elevator door opens. I went out first and waited for Sebastian with his raunya. I just keep quiet, put on a face as fierce as possible so that this guy does not go back to asking about family problems. Because I hate that.

I don't want to. I don't like it and I really hate it.

Family sharing? Huh. Fuck the sharing sentence.

From the beginning after the divorce, I felt like my life was separated. I just live with my boyfriend and his girlfriend who often come home and be pretentious to me. Nyokap? Where's she? Has he ever sought or waited for me.

Sharing is not a word that can be used for now. Because of the fact that I've forgotten that figure a long time ago. I think he's just still in the world with his personal life without thinking about me. I also wish he remembered me.

Sebastian let me in first and closed the door afterwards. I pored over every angle with my view. Sit on a sofa after being invited. Shortly after, a woman came out in her pajamas.

"Mommy." I muttered. And I wish the forger hadn't heard.

"Hello, Moon. Long time no see." their smiles. And my chest is tight.

The smile is still the same. Soft and shady as first I could look at him first.

"Yes. Mommy how are you." Anindya moon is very stupid and easy to seduce, right? I had a hard time hiding my pleasure when I met him.

I put my phone on the glass table. Then sit next to me and hug warmly.

"Mommy misses you, son."

My tears are dripping. My chest was like being invaded by a storm of black ants that made him shudder with a whisper that I could give. I pursed my lips. Hold as much as possible so that these tears do not drip more profusely.

"Mommy's news is great. Howareyou? How's your school?" Mami took off the hug before I could return the favor. Then shower me with a lot of questions that I can only answer soberly.

Sebastian just sat and watched us talk. Although mostly only my mother spoke.

"You're getting pretty." My mom rubbed my head.

"Mommy's still pretty." My voice stammered. Because this sentence is not what I prepared for since.

"Ah, yes.. Someone wants Mami to come to you. We're eating, huh?"

The atmosphere I imagined did not happen. I was thinking that there would be many stories from the past that came out of my mouth. But for almost an hour I faced him, there was not the slightest trace of mass. Also the future. I thought I was evil because I thought of something that never happened.

All I've been talking about is what's comfortable for me. The latest book, the hip hop song that I've somehow loved lately. Then about romance. Nyokap asked about whether there was already a person in my heart and with shame I answered there. Without mentioning one's identity of course. But I feel too open to someone I already consider foreign.

Ah, I'm getting more guilty.

The conversation continued for a long time. I also don't know why I can be this comfortable talking hours. Sebastian is joining us. Watch the latest movie while scrambling popcorn made by Mami. Even though I am still embarrassed.

Such is the influence of a nyokap. I mean, how much I hate it with him can still subside just because the chatter makes little sense. I still hate him. Still feeling unfair with his treatment the other day. But the more I find out the more I weaken.

Same as last time. I love you as much as I love. But hate still envelops that affection. Haven't wanted to peel off to show all dear.

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Author notes.

I'm tired.. Waiting for something uncertain. Ah, already. Even venting.. Okay, paipai