Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]
Part 6's



"Your father is very kind. Wanted to accept your mother even though she knew she was pregnant with another boy." Enough words to make my heart like struck by lightning.


"Huh? What do you mean Father?"


"Well, breakfast first!" My voice came from the kitchen.


"Let's talk again, yeah!" said Mr. Agung while standing from his seat.


"T-but, Mister-" I tried to hold back, unfortunately along with that Irvan appeared from behind the door. He was well dressed, it seemed like the collared shirt was his uniform.


"Mom, let's have breakfast!" bring Irvan.


"Eh, yes, Mas." I put the broom and then went in.


The warm atmosphere is very felt here. I miss the moments with Papa. I smile and feel this family. After breakfast, the family all went to work. Mr. Agung went to the village office, Irvan to his luggage, and I went to the market.


"Will Lena come with me? Than at home alone." Mom offers.


"Where are you going?"


"To the market, right, I work in the market."


'If I don't come, what do I do at home? Even I don't carry a cell phone, ' my inner self.


"Yes, Lena's coming, Mom."


I finally went to the market. Not far from home, maybe 300 meters. At first I thought I was looking after the grocery store or the clothes, but I wasn't. I was invited to a store large enough for the size in the village. The shop consists of two rooms. The right side sells materials and supplies for making cakes. The left sells school supplies.


"This is Mom's shop?" askaiku.


"Well, small investments, ma'am. Rather than no work," he said, laughing while composing food coloring on the display. Small investment, he said?


If I observe, the area is 70 m², for 2 store rooms. His staff is quite a lot. Mom just came to check. Hmm, such a simple house, it was very unexpected that it had a store of this size. Different me. Having a pretty good car and house, but not having money that can spin on its own.


"Mom, can Lena help you?"


"Eh, no need! Fatigued later. Let the officers here work."


"Don't worry, Mom! Lena can really if just arrange the trade in the storefront or help packing."


"Yes, just sit down. Observe how they work. Help out later, "suggest Mom. I nodded in understanding.


Then sit in one of the visitor's chairs. All work deftly. There are many buyers. I remember at home, my mom used to make cakes. I still want to go home and work again, but I don't want to stay home. Where should I stay?


"Arena?" Someone broke my daydream. I looked up at him.


"Hm?" I scrunched my forehead. Trying to remember the name of the person who mentioned my name.


"I'm Radit, don't you remember?" He introduced himself.


"Radith?" I thought for a moment and then remembered, "Aahh! Radityo?"


"You finally remember. Why here? Your house is here? How I never see." He started our conversation.


"Well, I live in village D. I was visiting your brother's house," I told a lie. Radit was my ex-Gebetan in High School. It's been a long time. He was not as handsome as he once was, but he looked mature and calming. My heart's a little churned.


"Oh so, come by once in a while! My house isn't far from here," he said.


"Ah, yes." I smiled to see him still so friendly to me. "What are you looking for? Your wife wants to make a cake?"


"Haha!" He laughed. "Who's wife, Len, Len? I'm still single."


"Eh? I don't believe." Where may I believe, he used to always change partners.


"Do you want to be my wife?" Questions that make my heart go crazy. My face blushes.


"Don't g*la! You bought what you needed!" throw shy.


"I'm not going to stick with your dreadful seduction anymore, Dit!" my firmness. My mouth speaks so, but it feels like flowers are growing in the heart.


"Come on, I'm asking for your contact! Maybe we can meet again. Aye, right?"


"But I didn't bring a cell phone here and I don't know when to go home."


"That's your excuse, Len. It's still as funny as it used to be," he said. I rolled my eyeballs and raised one side of the tip of my lips.


"All right, but I don't know when to go home."


"No problem. I'm ready to wait" he said, then gave me his phone. He's still good at luring it out. I put my phone number in there, then I give it back. We talked a few things until we forgot about time.


"Ah I forgot, my mother was waiting for her groceries. I'll go home first, yeah! See you soon!" He smiled and then chose his shopping.


I sat there watching him. It seems that this is not without reason. I can meet Radit again, can meet the family of Mr. Agung. Well, even if I didn't know this was gonna end well or not.


Approaching lunchtime, Mom took me home. Later that night, before going to bed I looked up at the ceiling. I miss my room, but I don't want to see Mama. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and then slowly pushed back.


"Geez!" suddenly, I remembered something.


I got up and sat down. I forgot I still had a job to take with me to the office tomorrow. I have to go home soon, but it's late. How'this? I'm out of the room, maybe Irvan hasn't slept. And right, he's still sitting in front of the TV watching action movies.


"Well, aren't you asleep yet?" tanyakanya.


"Not yet, Mas." I sat in the chair opposite to him. "Mas, access to village D usually goes up what, huh?"


"From here on a bike or bike, ma'am. Once at the border, you can take a car. If you want to ride a motorbike until home is also not a problem. Mommy going home?"


"Yes, Mas. I forgot that there's work to be left to the office tomorrow."


"Yes, tomorrow I borrow a friend's motorcycle. I'll take it with me."


"Eh, Mum. No need! Show me the way, I'll go home by myself."


"Are you sure you're not in the woods again?" The tone was flat, but I felt there was a plunge there.


"Mas ..." I said briefly, but he understood. He immediately laughed. Ah, sweetness.


"Sorry! Pardon me! I was just kidding. Let me drive. Maybe next time I'll see you again, right?" Then he smiled again. I nodded in agreement.


"Good, Mas. Thank you very much!" He just nodded and I went back to the room.


..


"It's my house, Mas, but I'm not sure I can stay here anymore. Maybe I'll move house" I said after getting off the bike.


"Let's just tell me if you need anything."


"Yes, Mas. Thank you very much. Want to stop by first?" I offered even though I wished he refused. Not do not want, it's just that the condition of the house is not possible to receive guests. I'll just pick up the paperwork and then leave for the office.


"No need, Ma'am. I have to work. I'll just go straight, yeah?" pamit Irvan, I agree. Not forgetting to tell her to be careful along the way.


With a heavy heart I opened the door. Mom who was sitting on the sofa immediately hugged me. I'm appalled. There was a little bit of longing tucked in, but my hatred for her was much greater.


"Lena, where are you from? You're doing all right? I'm sorry, Len!" Mama hugged me hard. I don't understand how I feel. I froze, unable to say a word. I let go of Mama's embrace and went into the room. Mama's still in her place, but she's not crying.


I just took the necessary documents then changed clothes and put on thin make-up. Then I went to the office without saying goodbye. Ah shit! My car's still in the garage. I finally ordered a taxi online.


Along the way, I checked my phone. There were some missed calls, maybe Mama didn't realize that yesterday I didn't have a cell phone. Other than the office group message, there was another message that I knew who it was from even though I had not saved the number yet.


[ Hi, Alena! Make sure you keep this number! I am faithful to wait for your reply. ]


That short message made me smile to myself. Holy hooch! I think I've already got a g*la.