Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 Part 36

"Woah, this new group work can be full!" exclaimed Idham while rubbing his stomach.

"Yes, it's very lucky we can be in a group with Kak Lena," added Ardan.

"Hmm, that means next group work here again, huh?" ojak concluded.

"Your bunny! Not knowing yourself! It's good to visit!" murmur Naura.

"It's okay, I'm happy if you want group work here" I replied.

"Tuh, right! Lena doesn't mind. Why is Brother Nau the sewot?" grunts Ojak. "So, you don't have to keep Lena. You can also replace Kak Nau who treat," he said again while playing his eyes to the right and to the left with a soft smile.

"Udah-udah! It's full, right? Now we go on, just a little more." Doni reminded us of the task again.

"Alright," said Ojak, reopening Idham's laptop.

We continue to do our job. In the midst of our discussion, Mas Dwi walked out of the room towards the kitchen. As for us, they stopped discussing the task and looked directly at Mas Dwi.

"Sir, thank you for the treat!" imitating Idham on Mas Dwi. He represented his friends who just nodded behind him.

"Yes, equally. His raw spirit!" mas Dwi replied with a sweet smile.

Mas Dwi went into the kitchen, we continued to discuss again. These four friends are so excited about the last problem, but different from Naura. He looked uneasy and uncomfortable in his seat.

"Why are you, Nau?"

"Anu .. mmm ... kebelet peed," he replied.

"Oah! Yes it's there! That's the bathroom to the left of the kitchen" I replied, pointing out the bathroom.

"OK! Just a minute!" He stood up and walked into the bathroom.

We are back to focusing on the task. A few minutes passed, Naura finally came back and sat down. I noticed his expression and still the same, he was smiling to himself when there was nothing funny at the moment. I'd better watch it first. If the situation gets more suspicious, I have to reprimand it so that it is not sustainable.

At exactly 17:00, our task was completed and we sent it to the lecturer. The deadline is actually still three days away. But rather than wasting time and stacking up other tasks, so we better get it done now.

"Ah, it's finally done, too" Idham said as she stuffed her laptop into the bag.

"Later malem mabar*, yuk!" bring Ardan.

"Gaslah!" welcome the spirit of Ojak.

"I'm coming, just don't stay at my house" replied Doni.

"Yes-iya-iya! My house is empty" answered Idham who was sensitive to his friends. Because their basecamp is otherwise in the house of Idham, yes, in the boarding house of Ardan.

Ojak's house is too crowded, he said his house is inhabited by large families. From her grandfather to her uncles and aunts. If Doni, the reason his mother is fierce. They are not free to express excitement when they play.

They finally came home. As usual, Naura is escorted by Idham. I can see Idham is a good boy. Although I initially thought he was naughty and flirtatious, it turned out that after getting to know him more closely he was not as bad as I thought.

"It looks like your friends are pretty smart kids" said Mas Dwi as I was just sitting next to him. Now we sit in the living room watching a TV show.

"Hmm, yeah. They're good to discuss, no one's just a name," I replied.

"There's one thing," said Mas Dwi hesitated.

"What is there one?" many confused.

"If he is quiet, but once you say yes the answer is weighty," I replied, considering that almost all the answers we wrote were the results of the Doni series. Others just add.

"Ah, so it seems," Mas Dwi replied while nodding in understanding.

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Mama came to my house with some vegetables and meat that had been seasoned. Not to forget he nagged because my number which several days yesterday could not be contacted, Mas Dwi number is also the same because it has been replaced with a new number. Complete already.

I lied a little, I didn't admit that the phone was broken because I slammed it. I said that my phone fell and died completely. Although a little disbelief, but ultimately still believe because the phone is almost three years old.

"Cock you're getting skinny, anyway? Don't eat?" ask Mama who is getting suspicious.

"Mmm .. doyan really. It is, yes, getting thinner?" I ask as if I don't know. Actually I've weighed myself and I've lost almost five pounds.

"What are you, Dwi? Did you not monitor Lena regularly eating or not?" reprimand Mama on Mas Dwi.

"Ma, how is it that Mas Dwi was wronged?" my exposition.

"Sorry, Ma. Later Dwi will pay more attention to Lena's eating schedule again," replied Mas Dwi while bowing respectfully.

"Ma, we're not kids anymore" I argued.

"You want to whenever you're still Mama's son. Even though you're married, will Mama be quiet if you're not given proper treatment?" reply Mama does not want to lose.

"Honey, yeah, yeah!" said Mas Dwi while rubbing my shoulder.

"Yes, eat a lot! Take care of health! Mama still has business" said Mama while standing and carrying her bag.

"Yes, Ma. Be careful," said Mas Dwi while driving Mama out.

I was still sitting on the sofa, annoyed by the actions of Mama who thought Mas Dwi was negligent. Mas Dwi who just entered, sat back down and embraced me.

"Don't think too much about what Mom said! Mama's intentions are good, Mama is worried about you," said Mas Dwi gently.

"Yes I know, but you don't have to blame me, do you?" my exposition.

"I'm your mom's right hand now, honey. It's natural that Mama is like that," said Mas Dwi again who still defends Mama.

"Yes, whatever," I replied, then stood up and went into the room.

Mas Dwi came into the room and laid his body behind me. He doesn't talk about anything. A moment later he hugged me and kissed the top of my head and fell asleep. Mas Dwi is the type of person who is easy to fall asleep when he has put his head on the pillow. I stayed awake and stared at the empty wall.

To be honest, the person who played the most part in my trauma was my own mother. The first is when Papa died, Mama who was also messed up actually wasted a lot of money Papa until I finally quit school. Second, when Mama became my own girlfriend's affair. 

That's the reason why I'm upset with Mama's behavior like that. He could be angry just because he thought Mas Dwi could not take good care of me. Then what about her? Is your mom a good parent? Wasn't he himself who carved the deepest wound in my inner self?

It's hard for me right now to be able to trust others. The person closest to me, the one who gave birth to me, was the one who had betrayed my trust for the first and worst time. How could I possibly trust anyone else?

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* Mabar is an abbreviation of Main Together. Usually used by children who like to play online games together.