Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

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I have permission to take time off, as well as Mas Dwi. My time to be a single girl is five days away. The sunlight began to force its way into my room, without me realizing I had been daydreaming for four hours. Yes, it's ten in the morning and I've been awake since six.

I'm out of my room, a deserted house. Well, it's always lonely. The kitchen was empty, and Mama was not there. Food has not been served. Tumben once, usually Mama always cook in the morning even though I do not always have breakfast. Where's Mama early in the morning?

While waiting for Mama to come home, I cooked with the ingredients available in the refrigerator. There are only vegetables, I don't know for sure. Maybe spinach leaves, but it doesn't seem to be. Find it safe, I just saute it. I wanted to find a recipe on the internet, but I didn't know the name of this vegetable.

With my experience that has not been much, I prepared spices that usually do become a stir-frying squad. Such as shallots, garlic, chili, tomatoes, salt and sugar. Do not forget royc* as the flavoring. Sorry, I am a micin generation. There is less if the cuisine without the flavoring.

In terms of aroma and taste, I think it is enough. Hopefully not dangerous. But when I taste the leaves, it feels a little strange. A little rough when compared to spinach, not a foreign taste. What is this vegetable, anyway?

Chequek.

The sound of the front door just closing. Mama came home, the light blue scarf that Mama was wearing instantly caught my attention. It seems like it is not cold today let alone rain. Moreover, it seems like I am familiar with that scarf.

"Loh, it's awake. You cook?" ask your mom when she enters the kitchen.

"Hm, yes. Where's my mom from?" askaku while putting the bowl of vegetables into the hood.

"From your father's grave" Mama replied, putting white plastic on the table and removing her scarf. Hearing Mama's answer, I was wide-eyed.

"Mama to Papa's tomb? How can? Why?" manyu. I still can't believe it.

"Hhhhh ...." Mama grunted softly. "Anyway, this mom is your dad's wife. Can't visit?" ask Mama while pouring water into a glass.

"Bu-not that. Mama I haven't wanted to, but suddenly went there myself. I was surprised, "I explained.

"Mama just came to vent," said Mama while putting a glass whose water she had just drank.

"Kneeshit?"

"Hm."

"What murhat?"

"Our only son is getting married soon. Although it was time, still releasing it alone into the hands of others was not an easy matter." Clearly what I meant was me. I can't say anything. I felt sad for a moment too.

"Lena," call Mama soft.

"Yes, Ma."

"Sorry yes, if we as parents still lack a lot in raising and guiding you," said Mama. That sentence immediately pierced my heart.

"Ma, don't talk like that! Mama and Papa have given me everything that's best." I don't feel my tears starting to drip.

"Yes, your father always does his best for you. Find you the best school and give you a decent life. Sorry, but my mom failed. Mama can only trouble you, even Mama herself made an inner wound for you." Mom stopped for a moment.

"If Mama can control finances well, your Papa business must still run until now, you can graduate high school and even college. Forgive Mama who actually destroyed your life," said Mama while wiping her tears. I wanted to hug Mom, but there was a sense that held me back.

"It's okay, Ma. It is my way of life like that. Mama doesn't have to blame herself. God has shaped me in this way so that I can become a stronger woman. Mama is not wrong, there is no need to apologize" I replied as loudly as possible.

Sometimes I feel like my life is unfair. No, not sometimes, but often I complain about my life. Losing Papa, depression, quitting school, dwindling family finances. What a wonderful pleasure. Not to mention having a former partner who turned out, ahh I can not describe anymore. Then mama? Even so the pain that I received the fruit of his actions, he is still my biological mother.

"Mama only hopes that your in-laws can love you as much as they love their own children and also a husband who can give you happiness and a life that is more worthy of you."

"Amen. I hope your prayers will be answered" I said with a smile. Mom smiled and then moved and went into the room.

"Have you eaten?" asked Mama who had just come out of the room, she had changed clothes.

"No, yet" I replied briefly.

"Let's eat! Mama bought fried chicken. Because you haven't cooked yet, but you're already cooking."

"Ah, it's okay. It can be for the side dish," I said. Then we both took rice and side dishes each.

"What vegetables are these, Ma?" my many.

"Well, you cook but don't know what this is?" ask Mama confused. I'm nodding. "It's called the leaf of the violet, the leaf of the long bean."

"Oh, so this is what is called a shade," I said plainly. It just feels familiar. I've eaten but I've never seen his raw form.

"It's better if it's burgled, but sauteed is also good, too" said Mama while bribing her first rice.

"Bobor's a lodeh?" ask again.

"Different, but both wear coconut milk."

"Their?"

"If it's lodeh, it's wearing chili. Bobor don't wear it."

"What's the spice cooking?" I'm still curious. Because I thought bobor and lodeh were the same.

"Search for yourself on the internet! You just choose your own recipe," replied Mama lazy. I was singing my lips in annoyance. His son wants to learn to cook instead of being taught instead tell him to look for himself.

"Basic yes! Want to get married how many days, but just busy learning to cook now. What's your husband going to do?" chirps Mama.

"Later to buy a house in front of the restaurant. Let's laper Mas Dwi tell me to buy it myself," I replied accordingly. Of course it's not serious. I can cook even though it's still a beginner level.

..

Tonight I was sitting with my mom in front of the television. We were watching a quiz show, but Mama was busy staring at her phone screen. I don't know who I'm chatting with, but it's fun.

Sometimes I think, Mama left Papa at a young age. Does your mom want to marry again? Why is Mama so determined to marry Robi? Although the reason for releasing me from Robi, is it possible that's the only reason?

"Len, after marriage where will you live?" ask Mama.

"In Mas Dwi's house."

"Why not just here? After all, Mama is also alone," said Mama offered.

"Mas Dwi's house is close by from here, Ma."

Although I believe Mas Dwi will not turn away, of course I am still traumatized my partner once captured my mother. Nothing is impossible, since that incident it feels like my trust in Mama has faded.

"Is that so? Finally happened also that Mama was afraid of all this time. Ah, but it's okay. Just so happy with your husband."

'Sorry, Ma. If Mama had not missteps at that time, it would not have been a heavy consideration for me to stay in this house, ' I said in my heart.