Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 #14

Mas Dwi walked over and pulled me away from Sister Julia. The look on his face I can't understand, like he's angry but he's not. It was different when I saw Mas Dwi who was fighting with Tria a few days ago.

"Dwi, you're growing up now, you're healthy, right?" ask Julia gently. His eyes began to glaze over.

"Why don't you bring him here?" ask Dwi to Tria.

"This house will be mine, right? Yes, it's not wrong if I invite Sister Julia to stay here?" tria answered without guilt.

It looks like Mas Dwi took a deep breath, then glanced at me. It's a family matter that doesn't feel like there should be any interference from other members like me. Wanted to enter the room alone, but my curious soul also appeared. Mas Dwi clasped my hand firmly. He was holding back his emotions.

"What if Papa finds out?" ask Dwi again. He didn't talk to Julia at all.

"I'll talk slowly. After all, now that Kak Julia has become a widow, does Mas have the heart to live a good life while Kak Julia has to hard-earned to support herself and her child in a small hut?" ask Tria while attracting empathy Mas Dwi.

"If he could finish his studies and not be an ungodly child, his life would not-"

"Mas, that's enough! Come on, get in the room for a second!" take me slowly. I deliberately cut off the speech of Mas Dwi who is not worthy of being heard by a child.

Mas Dwi suddenly looked at me, now implied by the growing anger. I rubbed his right arm, hoping he could be calmer for a moment. He took another breath, then walked to the room first.

"Sorry, if I'm presumptuous, but let me talk to Mas Dwi for a moment" I told Tria and Kak Julia.

"I will owe you a lot, Alena," said Julia with a smile that she forced in her tears.

I just returned a smile then left them and went into the room. I don't really want to interfere either. Although I am now a part of them, but I realize this is an unfinished nuclear family problem. Seeing Kak Julia is now widowed, I immediately remembered how difficult it was for Mama's struggle before I could work alone.

"Mas, earlier-"

"I know, I'm sorry I got out of control," Mas Dwi replied cutting off my words.

Mas Dwi was silent for a moment staring at the empty wall of our room. I was a bit confused to say what, I felt guilty for meddling. But I also can't let Faiz see the old man's quarrel, it's not good for his psychology.

"Do you want to move out of this house?" ask Dwi to me.

"If it is necessary, I will go wherever you go, my mother" I replied.

"Before Tria gets a job, I haven't been allowed to give up this house for her. Actually this house is already in the name of Tria, but she doesn't know."

"Did Papa forbid us to stay with Julia's sister?" my many.

"Then, when he was angry. Don't know now."

"I don't think any parent can let their child live a hard life, Mom."

"Yes, it should be."

"Mas ... I must not have the heart, right, to let Sister Julia live a hard life?" tanyaku carefully. What I see is Mas Dwi's hatred is not as big as he says, I'm sure he still loves Sister Julia.

"I really hated his stupidity in the past, but he's still my brother anyway."

"So, did you allow Sister Julia to stay here?"

"For a while maybe yes. But, if he does anything stupid again, I can't defend him in front of Papa."

I'm a little relieved to hear that. Seeing the Hermansyah family live without flaws, of course I will not bear to see Kak Julia's own distress. I think he has had enough to get back for the mistakes he made. Humans can certainly change, as long as there is an intention and be in the right environment.

From that day on, Julia officially moved into this house. My job is also a little help, he wants to help me clean up the house. Sometimes we cook together. So far, I can judge that Sister Julia is a good person. He was just lost once.

Every morning, Julia went to work with Faiz on her old motorcycle. Maybe he bought the bike when the condition is not new anymore. The distance from our home to the school where Kak Julia works is also quite far, it can take almost an hour.

One thing that did not escape my sight, Mas Dwi was still not accustomed to the existence of Kak Julia in this house. He also did not want to eat together in the dining room. So, I relented to bring food to the room and eat together every day. It's okay, I'm sure over time Mas Dwi can accept Kak Julia again.

"So how old is your marriage?" sister Julia asked as we were hanging clothes together.

"Emm ... four-month street, sister," I replied.

"Ah, it's new, yes. But even so, surely you often get a bad talk from the next-door neighbor," said Kak Julia.

"Kok you know, brother?" I was a little surprised.

"I still remember a little neighbor's mouth around here. What else is the house next to this," said Kak Julia while glancing to the right. To the right of our house is Bu Ijah's house.

"Ah, yes, that's how it is. Good thing Mas Dwi can calm me, if there is no Mas Dwi maybe I have a fuss with the next door neighbor," I replied.

Later that night, as usual I was waiting for Mas Dwi to finish his work. For no apparent reason, I sat next to him watching what he was doing.

"Honey, there's something I want to tell you," he said, saving the documents he just finished working on.

"What's that?"

"Tomorrow at night, Papa and Mama will come" said Mas Dwi. I'm happy, but I'm also scared because there's Kak Julia here.

"The one who told them?" my many.

"No, Tria told them herself. Tomorrow if Papa is a little rude, please understand, yes! So, don't be afraid!"

Nyaliku shrieked hearing that. I used to be very afraid of Papa Hermansyah, but the longer he can be a soothing father figure for me. I could feel the presence of my real father when I saw Papa Hermansyah. But I can't deny, now the fear comes back.

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The tension that I felt when Mas Dwi first brought me to his family, now I feel it again. I sat next to Mas Dwi on the same sofa, then on the other sofa next to me, Sister Julia sat with Tria. Then on the sofa opposite us there was Papa Hermansyah and Mama Meira. Faiz was asked to go into the room and not participate in this conversation.

Even though I am not the one at fault, I also felt a tremendous tension in this room. The murderous gaze of Papa Hermansyah was piercing and fixedly staring at Tria as well Sister Julia without blinking.

"Are you sorry for what you did, Esa?" ask Papa. Yes, Esa is Julia's sister's call from her parents. The Juliani Hermansyah Esa.

"Yes, Pa. Esa was sorry," she replied with a straight look down.

"Do you think it could be that easy to get more facilities from this family?" ask Papa again. This time Julia did not answer.

"Remember, your name is no longer even in the family's inheritance!"

"Yes, Pa. Esa remembered," replied Julia again.

"If you really intend to rejoin this family, what can you do to restore the good name of the family that you broke 10 years ago?" ask Papa in a very firm tone.

Julia is silent again. Suddenly something was stirring in my stomach. The longer the nausea. Why did my stomach acid come at such an inopportune time? As much as I could hold, but it felt like my body was trembling. I felt cold sweat begin to wash over my body.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" asked Mas Dwi who saw me began to be uncomfortable sitting next to him.

I just shook my head and shut my mouth. Some force it out of the stomach. I stood up and bowed respectfully to the other family to leave this talk room. Mas Dwi followed me to the bathroom.

There was nothing I could get out, it was just the wind but the nausea was very disturbing. My head was getting dizzy, unable to even stand up. I felt my body start to fall, then it was all dark and I didn't know what happened after that.