Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 #Part 9

Accustomed to everyday living without neighbors, now I have a bit of difficulty because I have to blend in a lot with the surrounding environment. Well, basically, humans can't live alone. So, inevitably, mingling with the neighbors is one that I really have to do, considering this environment is so harmonious and high end family values.

One of the hardest things for me is not to be irritable about the words that come out of their mouths. It is easy for people to talk without thinking about the feelings of the person they are talking about. When the person being talked about is offended, it will still be attacked back. As said 'too sensitive', 'paper' and so forth. It is easy to judge someone without thinking about their feelings.

This afternoon, for the first time I followed the agenda of environmental mothers, namely Arisan. Bu Nita as the wife of Mr. RT approached me and invited me to go together. Our house is also close. This time the arisan was done at the house of Bu Sinta, he happened to get the arisan last month.

Once there, Ms. RT introduced me to other mothers. It feels a little embarrassed, because almost all are the same age as Mama. All right, I need to realize that I'm also a mother-to-be.

"Hi, I'm Oktari. Hello yeah!" Someone next to me introduced myself when I was just sitting down.

"Oh yes, Ma'am. Greetings too," I replied timidly.

"May you feel at home living in this neighborhood" he said.

"Ah, yes. Hopefully yes, ma'am" I replied.

Before the arisan started, everyone chatted with the person next to him. Noisy? Yeah, of course you are. My brain needs a little adjustment so that this dizziness is not prolonged. The food served is all sweet, there is a sponge, gelatin, citrus fruits and also donuts. Then for the drink there is mineral water packaging glasses and syrup with wine flavors. Really I wish there was a piece of fried food present on one of these plates.

Shortly thereafter, the procession began. It turns out that there are two types of arisan, the first is the flow of money and the second is an electric oven. The winner is Bu Ijah, while the oven is obtained by Bu Afi. Not playing the frenzy, these mothers exceeded the football audience when the ball managed to get into the goal. I grimaced with the noise that made my ears ring a little.

"If you're not strong, go home first!" bring Mbuh Oktari.

"It's okay, Ma'am. Get used to it" I replied.

It's getting late in the afternoon, if you don't remember the children and husbands at home, maybe these mothers can go home tomorrow morning. After one of us said goodbye, the other also took part. Of course I did the same. I have to cook for dinner soon.

It turns out my house and Madam Oktari are unidirectional. Ms. RT stopped by the other neighbor's house first, so I walked alone with Ms. Oktari. The distance from Bu Sinta's house to my house is about 500 meters. We had a lot to talk about a few things while walking home, until finally he offended Bu Ijah.

"You, right, next door to Ms. Ijah, she likes to bother?" mbak Oktari asked with a small volume of sound that he slowed down.

"Mmm, not really," I replied. Although I don't really like the way Ms. Ijah talks, she has never bothered me.

"Nearly 3 years I lived here, honestly a bit uncomfortable with his mothers, all the herdsmen, especially Ms. Ijah. What else if he had met Ms. Sinta, buhh, it fits!" mbak Oktari. Whereas what we do now also belongs to the category of rumpi. I laughed a little at it.

"Let's stop by first, Ma'am!" bargained. Coincidentally, we arrived at the front gate of my house.

"Other time, yes! My little boy I haven't bathed, Mr. Husband doesn't dare to. Yes, I'm first, yes!" the farewell then passed.

According to the story, Mbak Oktari has 2 daughters. Her last child was 8 months old, while the first one was just in SD. Glad to hear him tell me about his kids' cuteness. It's okay, maybe now I'm still destined to date Mas Dwi.

"Mas, what?" my question when I found Mas Dwi in action with a frying pan and his friends.

"You are sure for you" he replied. "Where's the arc? Exclaim?"

"Well, yummy. It was very noisy," I said while sitting in one of the chairs.

"Hmm, it could be. What cooking is it anyway? Here I go!" my word.

"No need to take a shower! Later after the shower can directly eat together."

"Mas, that's the wife's job!" my word.

"Don't take a pussy, take a shower!" mas Dwi's Order.

"Yes-yes-yes, okay-okay! I took a shower."

I relented. Soon I got out of my chair and took a shower. I let Mas Dwi fight with kitchen utensils, after all, the cuisine is also delicious. Before entering the room, I looked at Tria's door. The door's locked, like he's not home yet. I really hope this brother-sister problem ends soon.

After taking a shower, Mas Dwi was still busy arranging food on the dining table. I haven't had a chance to open my voice, Mas Dwi has already glanced cynically and told me to change clothes immediately. I'll just say, as long as I'm not the one who asked him to take my place.

I waited for Mas Dwi in the room, because the order was not allowed to leave the room before he asked. Yes, I have to obey again. I busied myself with my phone while waiting for Mas Dwi to finish bathing. Not too long ago, he finished and changed clothes too.

He came out for a while and called me to follow. Just as I opened the door, he asked me to close my eyes. What the hell is it? There are no special dates this month. While walking with his eyes closed by his hands, my brain was trying to figure out what he was about to do this time.

"Okay, slowly open her eyes!" said Mas Dwi when we arrived. I'm sure it's in the kitchen, I smell such delicious food.

He took his hands off my eyes, and I opened my eyes slowly. Taraa! The beautiful view surprised me. Neatly laid out on the dining table, beef steak and capcay as the food. Not to forget two glasses of red minunan, which I'm not sure is syrup or juice. And more surprisingly, the kitchen lights went out. There was only a beautiful candle as the source of the light.

"Mas, what is this?" my many. I really didn't expect to get a surprise like this.

Mas Dwi held both of my hands and kissed the back of my hand. It's a little laughable to me, but I like it a lot.

"Good Sunday night, my wife" he said with a smile so sweet.

My heart is beating fast. I felt my blood warm all over my body. Happy and happy mixed into one. My mouth was tightly locked, a word I could not express. But I can't deny, my love is getting bigger for my husband.

He closed the distance between the two of us, smiled again and then kissed my forehead gently.

"Good Sunday night, too, my husband," I said.

Mas Dwi rubbed my hair gently, his smile hypnotizing me. Spontaneously I hugged her body and buried my face in her chest that fielded. He returned my arms and kissed the top of my head.

"I know, it has its own burdens when you start to get into the Hermawan family. Not to mention the neighbor's talk that is difficult for us to accept. But believe me, I will make sure you are always happy to be by my side" said Mas Dwi softly.

"I love you, Alena," he said.

Although I could not say a word to her, my answer was certain. I love Mas Dwi and will love him for the rest of my life. I am so happy to be his wife.