A Gift for Lala

Twenty-Three - The Answer to Mama's Attitude

I saw all the faces of ABG coming out of the cinema smiling with satisfaction. The movie is good. Cakep cristian! So touching! Romantic you know.so about the comments of the ABG who finished watching the film. And I agree with them. The story is simple, romantic and a lot of humor.

Me and A'am waiting for Cristian. After a bit of silence, Cristian and a few people I didn't know headed to where we were waiting.

"Hello, La. Oh, sorry, yeah. We can't talk about this after it turns out there was an impromptu interview. No papa, no." 

Cristian shows a sorry face. I'm disappointed but I have to understand that it has to be that way. Cristian is a star, he must be busy. I also nodded with a smile.

"Yes, no papa. I know you must be busy."

"Let me call. We have a lot to obrolin. Okay, bye Lala."

"Bye Trian."

I stared at the departure of Cristian and some of his crew. Finally, A'am and I left the movie theater.

"Where are we now, La?" 

"Eat, yuk."

"Yeah..."

Me and A'am immediately went to McD because the shadow of my favorite cheese burger made my stomach grow coiled. I remember this afternoon I didn't finish my lunch because I had a fight with Mama. Mama! Geez, I got my phone out and I saw 20 misscalls. And everything from Mama. Eh. wrong.. two misscalls from Trian.

I ordered a double cheese burger and a coca-cola, while A'am only ordered drinks because I knew A'am was a Junk Food Haters. After being filled with burgers, A'am and I walked around the mall.

"La, it's Fadly, right?" I followed A'am's point of view and was right. There's Fadly and...

"Huh.. base! Yesterday he said he wanted to go together, it turns out he's here again dating," A'am grumbled.

"He's the same Flower.." I muttered. I can hardly believe why Fadly could be the same Flower after the incident earlier this afternoon at school. Are they back together? Then what did Fadly's attitude and words mean this afternoon? I'm stumped...

I immediately pulled A'am away because I didn't want Fadly to see us. And I also feel uneasy because I know Mama must be very angry if I go home later. I could have been banned from going anywhere, forever. Die me!

"Am, go home, yuk! I think I should get ready to spray Mama," I whine at A'am with eyes that are constantly alert to the figure of Fadly and Bunga. I really don't want to be seen by those two people.

I think what Fadly said was a lie, the proof, at this time he was even fun dating with Flowers. And his face was not like someone who was being depressed. His face was as usual, a Fadly I first met, haughty! But I think they're clop. Fadly is a haughty person and he just wants to be friends with certain people. Flowers are one of those particular people. So, yeah, clop.

"Lho, I'm dumb. So not going home?"

"Hehehe. mauuu.." I immediately followed the most valuable man in my life right now. Except for Papa.

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I stepped in as slow as I could and tried not to make a single sound. I saw the clock on my wrist. Almost nine o'clock at night. From the middle room I could hear the TV. Mama and Papa must be there.

"Mr, Lala." I almost dropped a vase of flowers near the stairs. I breathed a sigh of relief because what emerged from the living room turned out to be Mbak jum, our maid.

"Sat... Mbak Jum's. Don't be pinched," I said warning Mbak Jum who has been tidal presumptuous to say again. I put my index finger as a symbol so that Mbak Jum does not speak anymore.

"Yes aampuunn... Mak Lalaa.." uh speaking of it too. Fuck up!

Whooops!! That's Mama's voice. Smear me!

"Where have you been?!" Mom is coming to me soon. I just stuck to where I stood.  From the tail of my eyes, I saw Mbak Jum hurriedly leave while bowed. Maybe she feels guilty, because she Mama knows where I am.

"From the look, Mam."

"Mama didn't say you couldn't go anywhere today."

I'm speechless.

"Lala!"

I looked at Mama. The face was no longer tense. The eyes did not light up as usual. My heart that was beating slowly returned to normal.

"Mam, Lala's sorry," I said softly.

I saw Papa approaching Mama and holding both shoulders of the beautiful woman. I saw Papa whispering something to Mama. At first glance I saw Mama's eyes glazed over. In my heart I am so sorry. Mama must have been very disappointed with my words this afternoon. Oh, my God, I'm sorry.

Papa signaled me to quickly enter the room. With an uncertain feeling I left Papa and Mama. I went into my room. Not long after that my door was knocked and then Papa came in.

"Mama told me everything." I raised my face to look at Papa. Everything been?

"Lala, I'm sorry Papa because Papa has almost no time for Lala."

I'm speechless. Finally, Papa was conscious. Then I saw the figure of Mama coming into my room. Papa shifted his seat to give a place to Mama.

"Lala, Mama doesn't know that everything you do turns out to be wrong in your eyes. My mom didn't mean it that way. Mama just loves you too much. Mama wants you to be okay. Mama doesn't want to lose you." Mama's eyes were back in tears. What do you mean you don't want to lose me?

"La, you're Papa and Mama's only child. If only Mama could give you a sister. If only." My tears are flowing. I'm getting less and less clueless. My eyes are glazed over. I saw Papa just shut up.

"Fifteen years ago, Mama was pregnant with your sister. And your age was one year and five months." She stopped talking and wiped her tears.

"And the accident happened, La. Mom and Dad lost your sister. Mama's womb is lifted but Mama will never be willing to lose you."

My God, so this is why Mama is overprotective of me. Mama was afraid of losing me, after Mama lost her sister and her womb. I get it now.

"But Mama just realized, La, if all this time Mama actually tortured you indirectly. Mama's great love makes you unable to move freely." Mama grabbed me into her arms.

"Lala also apologized Mam, Lala had said rudely to Mama. But Lala promised to make Papa and Mama proud of Lala."

I hugged the two people I loved the most. It turned out that the answer to Mama's attitude all along was as I had just heard, because Mama was afraid of losing me. God answered my prayers and made me understand that everything that happens in my life has a specific purpose. I want to learn to accept even the worst of God's intentions because it will eventually bear sweet fruit. Sweet as I feel right now. When Mom and I hugged and forgave each other. It's exquisite.

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