Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Part 1's

My mom is the only parent I still have. Papa died when I was 17 years old, today exactly 7 years after Papa died.

"Ma, I came home early today" I said, wearing my shoes to go to work.

"What's wrong? Why go home so soon?" ask Mama with a view that is still focused on the screen of her phone.

"Ma, today is the 7th anniversary of Papa's death, we have to make a pilgrimage to Papa's grave," I said a little annoyed. Since Papa died like Mama didn't care. If I hadn't invited you, Mama wouldn't have visited Papa's grave once.

"Ohh, you are" he answered briefly. I argue like this every year. I finally decided to go alone if Mama didn't want to.

When I was ready, I went to work. I was driving the car I just bought half a year ago. Not a new car, just a used car. My salary is not much, so it is not enough to buy a new car. I can buy that car after five years of saving, it's still one more year's credit.

Arriving at the office, I was greeted by Atika - my co-worker -. I work for a small publisher in my town and I'm a book editor. My salary is not much, but enough to support me and Mama.

"What's up, Len? It was still morning that his face had been bent so," he asked.

"Huh, ordinary ... my mama," I replied limply as I placed my bag on the table.

"Oh yeah, yesterday you said you had to make a pilgrimage. Why not just go on a pilgrimage?"

"It's okay, I must be crying when I visit Papa's grave. I'll be home soon."

"Ahh so. Yes, keep the spirit!" his support patted me on the shoulder, then returned to his desk.

"Hhhhh ...." I snorted in annoyance. Breathe and try to concentrate.

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After work, I went straight to Papa's grave. I cleaned the grass that grew around it and I sprinkled flowers and I put a bouquet of Papa's favorite batik roses.

"Pa, Alena's coming. I'm sorry, Pa, Mama doesn't want to come again. But, Lena sure you still love Papa really." I wiped the tears that started flowing. "Sorry, Pa, Lena's still whiny. Papa's happy there, right?"

Then someone rubbed my shoulder. Mas Robi, my girlfriend.

"Hi, Mas" I said as I turned to him.

"Crying again?" tanyakanya.

"Sorry."

"It's ok. Yes already! Your father also wants you to be happy."

"Pa, this is Mas Robi, Papa's future son-in-law. She loves Lena. Papa don't be afraid! Now someone's been looking after Lena."

We both smile back at each other. After I sent the prayer, we went home together. Robi came to the house. We each brought our own cars.

"Lena came home" I said after opening the door. I heard my mom was busy in the kitchen, apparently cooking. "Ma, there's Mas Robi" I said again.

"Oh, Robi. What do you want to drink?" mom shouted from the kitchen. Mas Robi has been visiting a lot, so Mama is also close to him.

"Anything, Ma," replied Mas Robi.

"Awhile, my. I change clothes first," I said.

Mas Robi just nodded then sat down on the sofa. I went into the room and Mama came to bring me a cold drink. Soon I returned to the living room and chatted together. A few minutes passed, Mas Robi came home because there was a sudden affair.

"Len, Robi what the hell's work?" ask Mama.

"Company manager, Ma."

"Good car, rich kid?"

"Looks. The Regent's father in C."

"Well, get married! Don't miss the golden opportunity!"

"A chance? What does Mama mean?"

"He's a rich man, right? He can support both of us. You don't have to work too hard. Just ask for money."

"Ma-"

"Don't let you regret it like Mama! Refuse to be betrothed to a rich man for your poor father."

"Ma! Don't call Papa that!" my argument doesn't accept.

"Reality really. If only Mama would accept an arranged marriage with Mas Agung who was the PNS, surely now we can live a good life." Then my mom got off the couch.

"Ahh yes, if you do not want to get married immediately, at least you can use the money from now on. Mom's phone started slow, Mama asked for a new one! The newest! Jeng Ira just bought a cell phone, Mama don't want to lose dong!" Then Mom went into the room.

Ck! I'm furious. Mama knew my salary wasn't big, but Mama couldn't change her fancy lifestyle. My salary is always running out to keep up with Mama's endless desires. This month's salary is up, how can I buy Mama the latest phone? If it's not sinful, I'd love to seek a cure. I'm almost desperate.