Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 #Part 34

This afternoon, I went back to the monthly round. It didn't feel like a month just passed. Now I don't need to be afraid of hearing sharp talk from Bu Ijah. Ma'am Oktari approached me before leaving, this time he took his youngest son.

"Hello pretty, what's her name?" I asked the son of Ma'am Oktari.

"My name is Lutfia, Auntie" replied Ma'am Oktari representing her son who still can not speak.

Her son is cute and adorable. Her puffed cheeks teased me for pinching her frequently. Lutfia's style of dress is very similar to someone's, I became suspicious.

"Sir, whose first child's name was Mama?" my many.

"Erika," she replied, "Oh yeah, she said several times she went to your house. What yeah?" ask Ma'am Oktari.

"Any right, he's played home a few times. It's often the same with Rino" I replied. It turns out that my suspicions are correct, Erika is indeed the son of Madam Oktari.

"Oh, I thought he was lying. You know, you're just as much your husband as you work, so I guess there's no daylight at home" he said.

"I've resigned, Ma'am. So, I'm home a lot."

"Ohh, so. Keep on what agenda?"

"Well, if you don't go to college maybe just clean up the house. Want to do something again? Hehe," I explained with a small laugh at the end.

We arrived at Ms. Afi's house. The house was a little hidden because it had to enter a small alley, but the house was quite large, even twice as big as my current house.

"Well, Tumben Lutfia was invited. Here is a big aunt," said Bu Nita.

Lutfia seemed to be easily familiar. He is not fussy and wants to be carried by anyone. It seems good to have a child like Lutfia, if he is busy he can be entrusted to Mbak Arum or Tria. I don't need to carry it on.

"Bak Lena, don't you want Lutfia's sling?" ask Ms. Sinta.

"Hehe, come on later, Mom," I replied. I'm honestly still a little afraid to carry a child.

"Gendong now, Ma'am. Let the spit is contagious," added Bu Ijah.

Hmm, this one man. He hasn't dealt with me yet.

"Udah ketengalang kok, Mom. No need to be transmitted again" I replied triumphantly.

'Mamp*s you! No more gossip, right?' my mind cheered feeling victorious from Bu Ijah.

"Well, Miss Alena is pregnant? Congratulations yes! How many weeks is it going?" ask Ms. Nita.

"It's been six weeks, ma'am. Pray healthy always yes" I replied asking for prayers from all.

Everyone looks and looks happy. They respond well to this good news. Not a few also give a message that he said 'parent trust'. I take all the advice from them, if it is good and in accordance with reason I will certainly do.

Arisan this time did not last too long, because we happened to start it too late in the afternoon. This time the winner is Mbak Oktari, while the electric oven is won by Bu Nita. I was hoping to get it later. Consider it saving.

Arriving at home, I was greeted by Mas Dwi who was sitting in the living room accompanied by a glass of coffee. He had already removed his suit, but his tie was not yet.

"Where's the arc?" ask when I was just leaning my back next to her.

"Safe, not too long. It's not too loud either" I replied.

"Thank God you're getting used to it" replied Mas Dwi.

"Mas, I was so satisfied!" myrag. I have to share this story with Mas Dwi.

"What's satisfied?"

"People know, don't they, if I don't like Bu Ijah's talk?" ask me to start the conversation.

I told you what happened at Bu Afi's house earlier. Even Bu Ijah's face was still bent until the event was over. I hope he starts learning to stop meddling in other people's affairs.

"You, yes, dare to answer the old man. Not afraid of the cravings?" ask Mas Dwi while laughing.

"Gapain scared? Obviously he was wrong" I replied in self-defense.

Mas Dwi just shook his head to hear my defense. I don't care who's older. If he's guilty, I'll rebuke him. After all if left will also be a sin for Bu Ijah himself.

"Oh yes, I know his son Bu Sinta?" manya curious.

"Which Sinta is it?"

"That, whose house is at the end of a brown pager," I replied.

"Oh, you know her Sinta ma'am, but you don't know her son. Why?"

"Said Bu Ijah, his grandson Bu Sinta was the result of an accident. What yeah?" I don't mean to gossip, just want to know the truth.

"I don't even know. I've heard of a high school boy here who got kicked out of school and got married immediately because he was pregnant, but I don't know who he is either."

Naturally Mas Dwi did not know, Mas Dwi spent a lot of time working. Socialization with neighbors also seems less. What else is he a man, surely such a matter is not important to him.

"Now you are fit to be complex mothers, yes! A lot of people know about the neighborhood here. Though I lived here a long time, but even do not know anything," said Mas Dwi.

"If I don't go to the station where might I know a lot of information about the people here, Mas? Plus our next door neighbor is like a reporter. How could we possibly miss the news?" ask again.

"There are these you," said Mas Dwi while scrambling my hair.

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The more my body became healthier, the more my mind calmed down. Ah, it's good to be free from a messed up mind. I miss being able to do well again. It's been a week that I didn't go to college, fortunately it's still the early weeks of college, so I still have time to catch up on the delays.

"Where are you going, anyway? How long have you not been in college? Which is getting thinner anyway," Naura said when I just got into class.

"Hehe, sorry. I was sick yesterday, so be it," I replied as needed. I can't possibly explain my mental problems to Naura.

"Get dong's health! Now you're not alone" he reminded me.

"Yes, yeah. Thank you for caring" I replied with a smile.

"Geez, our sister's finally going to college again!" welcome Idham and his three friends.

"Don't be a little lebay!" shy say. Long time not in college is not a pride, why should be welcomed?

"We're not more, brother. Do you know why we welcome you?" ask Ojak.

"Why is that?"

"Because we have a group assignment and we need your brother's help. Hihi," they answered compactly.

"Know Gini mending me a long time truant aja ya!" kidding me.

"Don't skip much, brother! Later on graduation Brother is considered by lecturers because they are too old. Oops!" Ojak immediately closed his mouth.

"How dare this child now!" I said with a defiant tone.

"Haha, sorry, Brother. Kidding!" he answered in a gesture of asking for mercy while laughing.

Thank goodness these kids think of me as a friend. So, we do not need to be confused about setting boundaries when we are joking. The important thing is they still remember the rules and can respect me accordingly.