Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

21

My heart is still in flowers. Did my yesterday's proposal accept? Sure was! Although I have not answered Mas Dwi directly, my little heart is very happy to accept the statement. I wish my race to her was truly love, not out of escapism let alone pity.

This morning on Sunday, with my pajamas still attached and my phone always held, I came out of the room and sat in one of the chairs in the dining room.

"Morning, Ma" I said to Mama who was busy cutting carrots.

"Tumben is up? It's Sunday." replied Mama who was astonished at me. I usually wake up in the morning. It seems.

"Ck! The nyapa man answered the cake!" grumbling irritated.

"Huh! Rich guest," said Mama. I just put my lips together and activated my phone.

"Ma, there's a wedding invitation" I said without looking at Mama.

"From who?"

"The son of the Great Sir."

"Oh."

"Oh aja?" my question is looking.

"Then what? After all Mama may not come," said Mama who then put the cut vegetables into the pot.

"Why is it impossible?"

"If later Mr. Agung falls in love again with Mama how? What if his wife is berserk?" the answer to Mama's question made me spontaneously frown.

"Ma? How come you're so sick, anyway?" many wonder.

"Who? Mama's talking the facts and Mama doesn't want to ruin their happy day."

"But his wife Mr. Great does not know Mama."

"When you know how?"

"Yaa... have a big son. How could the Great Lord like Mama again?"

"Look at the artists! They can get divorced and remarry when they're over half a century old." My mother's statement was completely unthinkable to me. True too, but a little too much.

"But Mama ...."

"Heyiss!! It's already! Don't be a pussy!" Mama cut my talk. That's how Mama never loses. Besides, I have no reason to force Mama to come there. I'm back to focusing on my phone. Mas Dwi has contacted me so early.

Mas Dwi: Morning, Len.

Alena: Morning, Mas.

Mas Dwi: Uh, you're awake.

Alena: Yes, plis! I'm not a kid.

Mas Dwi : Haha .. yes, sorry. Howwasyoursleep? Wakeless?

Alena: Hmm .. yes, that's it.

Of course it's good. My heart was blooming until I woke up happy. My sunday morning was very bright.

Mas Dwi: Do you want to go for a walk today?

Alena: Where?

Dwi : Wherever.

Alena: I'm not used to walking. So I don't know.

Dwi Mas: Shopping maybe?

Alena: Mas, payday is still a week away.

Dwi: There is me.

Alena: Don't try to seduce me with your wallet! Okay well?

Mas Dwi: Well, whereas usually girls do not refuse to be invited to shopping.

Alena: Don't equate me with others! I know and understand how hard it is to make money. So I can't possibly waste that much money.

Mas Dwi: It was my dream.

We finally decided to take an afternoon walk. Because even though my heart was overjoyed, it could not cover that my physique was quite tired. I need a little break.

"Ma ...."

"Hm."

"How's Mama's relationship with Robi?"

"Yes that's how."

"How is that?"

"Ask what you want to ask!" said Mama who is now busy concocting fried chicken seasoning. I thought for a moment, what should I ask first? Only one point was immediately thought of.

"Is Mama still doing .. anu?" I move my index and middle fingers together as a code when I say the word 'anu'.

"Sometimes." Short answer but still painful in my heart.

"Do you like each other?" ask again. Mama just shrugged her shoulders. I don't know what that means.

"Mama's starting to like Robi?" askaku.

"Len, you're a big boy" Mama said, inserting the first chicken into the frying pan.

"Then?"

"Don't ask too many questions!" mama said flat, but it felt too deep.

"What does Mama mean?" I got out of my chair and stood next to Mama. "Mama really likes Robi? Not that Mama herself said that it was impossible to betray Papa, but why is Mama now like this?"

My emotions are really peaking now. During this time, after Mama remarried, Mama always raised her hand when Robi disturbed me. Why is my mom like this? Is this the reason? Mama loves Robi more than her own son?

"If you don't accept it, you can get out of this house" Mama said, not a hint of affection there. Is she really my mother?

"Ma? Mama kicked Lena out?" ask me with tears ready to flow. Mama turned off the stove and faced me.

"You're a big boy, Len. Problems like this should not need you to worry. You just focus on finding money and a new partner. It's time you started living your own life." Mama's explanation made me stumble.

"Don't need to mess around? Start living alone?" ask me with a high note. No matter what else I'm lying about or not. "Have you been g*la?"

Plaque!

The second slap I received from Mama. Again because of Robi.

"You talk Lena! I'm your Mama!" my mom is also full of emotions.

"OK fine! Don't ever consider Lena Mama's son again!"

I left the kitchen and went into the room. I packed all my things. Wash your face, change your clothes and leave. Seeing me out of the room with 2 large suitcases, Mama did not hold back at all. Good thing, I don't want to live in this house anymore either.

With tears still flowing, I don't know where else to go. I put my car on the side of a deserted road. I was crying like that. I can g*la. Totally g*la.

Who can be blamed? Mama took my girlfriend? The khilaf robin? I'm the one who's disobeyed? Wh who? Who is to blame for all this?

Banging my head a few times on the steering wheel. Screaming as loud as it is, no matter who hears it or not. It hurts! Everything's ruined. What did that was my own mother. What wrong? Am I not his real son?

When it calms down, I run my car again. I know a complex that costs a lot. Hopefully there is at least one room for me to stay one night before I find a new place to stay.

There I was there, there was a house that read 'There is an empty room', I did not know it was a boarding house for women or men, there was no information there. I pulled the car out and got in there. Coincidentally there is an owner. Ah, thank goodness.

"Excuse me, sorry is there really an empty room?" ask a mother who opens the door.

"Ah yes, there is one room, brother," he replied. I feel relieved.

Then I was shown one of the empty rooms on the 2nd floor. It's wide enough for me to live on my own. There is one single mattress without a bed, a small closet, a wall fan, and a bathroom. The wall paint was still good, it seemed like the previous room tenant was a diligent person.

Unfortunately this hostel is for a minimum of 3 months. I was only looking for one night. But after taking a look, it feels like this place suits me. All residents are people who have worked, no longer school or college children.

This hostel can be for women and men, he said there are also couples who are married and live here. No problem for me. Then most importantly, the cost is quite affordable and there is a place for car parking.

I finally chose to live there. The owner's mother was good, she allowed me to pay half first and the rest paid later after my salary dropped.

After all the stuff I put into the room, I lay myself in the bed. I don't know what I'm really thinking. I just feel like this is my life? Lost Papa, my friends, my girlfriend, and now my mom.

Just yesterday I felt happy in private, not even one day I was sad again? It's so bad for my life. I didn't even know I was worth continuing to live.