Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

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“You explain what Lena is? Want to tell me that money is your payment for your service to me the other day?” robi said with a sly smile.

Oh ****! This guy is really mentally ill. I looked towards Mas Dwi, he looked at me with an expression so upset. His breath began to hunt. I was confused how to explain.

"Ng ... Mas ... I can explain, I'm nervous." I said. Mas Dwi did not heed me, he walked over to Robi.

"What did Lena give you?" ask Mas Dwi in a defiant tone.

"Emm ... something that is enough to make me ... satisfied?" Again Robi's speech provoked a no-no thought.

"More satisfying which when compared to Puspa? Ahh, Puspita Aurelia is complete," asked Mas Dwi again as he revealed a cynical smile.

"Puspa? Who?" many confused. I've never heard that name before. Mas Dwi smiled faintly at me. Robi also looked shocked.

"A-I never heard that name," replied Robi nervously. His behavior made me even more suspicious, who was the woman that Mas Dwi meant?

"Oh, never heard of it? Yes, I will say Om Erwan if the prospective son-in-law, emm .. errat, Robi does not want to continue his engagement again with Puspa," said Mas Dwi who surprised me, as well as Mas Robi. So, Robi's fiancee's name is Puspa? How could Mama Dwi know him?

"Never mess with me! Just look!" said Robi who then went straight into his car and left. Dwi smiled winning. I still see all this.

"Shut your mouth, Len! Later there will be mosquitoes coming in," said Mas Dwi meledekku.

"Gee! Whose puspa is it? ask again.

"Hmm... Would you not give me a glass of warm tea or a gentle massage? It felt like my neck veins were almost broken," he said, wiping his back neck.

"Alright." I walked open the gate, Mas Dwi coming behind me.

"Sit down, I'll make you a drink" I said as we reached my room. I went in and made a glass of warm tea at her request.

"If I was just joking," said Mas Dwi while sipping the tea.

"If you're kidding why drink it? Though I have not been invited," I replied as I sat in one of the chairs.

"Sorry, arguing makes me thirsty faster" he said, chuckling and then putting a glass on his coaster.

"Mas, do you believe Robi's words?" I'm a little scared.

"Which one?"

"Anu, trouble .. money."

"If I had believed him, maybe you'd just now have a name, Len," he said, shuddering in horror.

"Mas, don't scare me!"

"I'm not trying to scare you, Lena. There is no tolerance for those who are unfaithful."

"Ah yes, I understand," I said while nodding. "Then, who is Puspa?" ask again.

"Robi's betrothed."

"I-yes I know. I mean, how did Mas know that?"

"Surely he's my cousin. Om Erwan is my father's brother. His name was Erwansyah, while my father was Hermansyah. Similar right?"

"Hmm .. yes." I nodded again.

"The first time I saw him, it was like I had met him. Added to your story, I remember that Puspa was finishing S2 abroad and also had a fiancee named Robi."

"Then, how can I be sure that Puspa who is familiar with Puspa Robi's fiance?"

"Actually I'm not sure either, but when I said like that, the proof Robi immediately died of lice. The sign everything I mentioned was true."

"yes too. I feel ashamed," I said then lowered my head.

"Why should you be ashamed?"

"It can be lied to for so long."

"Yes I admit you b*doh," said Mas Dwi. "But it's not entirely your fault. Puspa is indeed a child who is very diligent in learning. It's natural that maybe he and Robi rarely communicate. After all, they're engaged to an arranged marriage, I'm not sure there's any love between them."

"I'm ashamed of it."

..

For two months I didn't stay home. Everything went well, even though I didn't visit Mama but the monthly money I still sent. Even though I hate it, I'm not hypocritical that longing sometimes still exists.

"Last night my parents came, I'll pick you up before dinner, okay?" mas Dwi. We were in the car on the way home.

"Wouldn't it be us who visit them, Mom?

"They're too busy, it's more unlikely that we'll visit them. I told you I'd introduce you, but it was they who forced me to go home. I have no problem," he said.

"Aren't you going too fast, Mom?"

"Are you still not sure about me?"

"I'm more unsure of myself, Mom. I ... I'm afraid of disappointing," I said.

"I believe you, Lena," said Mas Dwi with a smile that always calms me.

..

Tensional. A word that now describes my situation. My hands were cold, my body was shaking, it felt like my heart was beating faster than usual.

"Just calm down, they'll take you well." The sentence that should have calmed me down, it felt like there was no effect for now.

Before hitting the bell, Tria had already opened the door for us.

"Hi Brother Len! Haven't seen you in a long time. Come in!" tria said with her cheerfulness as usual.

I just smiled stiffly, really, I just wanted to go home. I was too afraid to meet the parents of Mas Dwi, but I was also aware. When do I want to avoid it?

"Welcome home." A woman who looks a little older than Mama now welcomes me. At first glance his face resembled Mas Dwi, but his beautiful eyes were exactly with the eyes that Tria had. No doubt, this woman must be their mother.

"Alena huh? Introduce, Aunt Dwi and Tria, his mother" he said, extending a hand and adorning his face with a beautiful smile. The exact joy that Tria had.

"I-yes, Auntie," I answered nervously and kissed her hand. I haven't let go of his hand yet, he pulled my hand and kissed my left right cheek. Seriously, I was really surprised to receive this kind of treatment.

"It's so pretty! Yuuk in! The food was cold," he said.

I also according. Dwi just smiled next to me. As soon as I walked into the dining room, I was a little scared to see her papa. Even though he looks so handsome and youthful, it looks from the look on his face that he is a very firm old man.

I was so stiff, I didn't know what to behave like. I sat between Mas Dwi and Tria, while her parents were in front of us. The taste of this food may actually be good, but in stressful situations like this I can't feel anything.

"Let's add more! Duh, don't be shy dong, sister," said Tria.

"Eh? That's enough already." I smiled stiffly.

"Feeling aunty is not good, huh?" ask their mama. Although the question asked was so simple, I was too lazy to answer it.

"Lena is tense, Ma," Mas Dwi said with a small laugh. I really wanted to pinch his arm until it was red.

"Ma-sorry, Aunt. Aunty's cooking is good," I replied. He was smiling too.

"Yes, spend it!" sama later. I also replied with a smile.

After eating, we sat in the living room. I was asked all sorts of things. Even though they all brought it casually, it felt like my tension was not going away either.

"Where are you alumni of the college?" tanya Om Hermansyah, Papa Mas Dwi.

"Eng .. I happened to not go to college, Om." I replied a little scared. Is it because I didn't go to college and then I died as a son-in-law?

"Just the High School?" ask again. I'm down. I haven't been able to answer yet, Mas Dwi has spoken first.

"Don't talk like that, Pa!" said Mas Dwi who feels now understands what I feel.

"A mother should be able to educate the child well, so a high education is necessary. Look at your mama, she graduated from S2 in Japan. You two can be smart, right?" of course, what is meant is Mas Dwi and Tria.

"Pa, don't talk that way in front of Alena!" This time Aunt Meira, Mas Dwi's mother spoke up.

Honestly, my heart ached a little and was unable to say anything. Mas Dwi held my hand and looked me in the eye as if hinting that I should stay calm. Although it was difficult, I tried to smile and nodded in understanding.