Amara Wants to Have a Mom

7. Mama Anika

Just at lunchtime, Alvian's car was parked in the yard. He stopped bringing Amara looking for ice cream because until this moment the little girl still silenced him and continued to cry tirelessly.

After Alvian turned off the car engine, Amara opened the back door with her tiny hands, jumped down and ran into the house and entered the room, she locked the door and chose to lock herself.

"Mara... Open the door, baby, Papa please!" the cheer of Alvian who was already standing in front of the door, she banged on the door but Amara did not care at all.

Alvian couldn't be like this, her chest tight to see her daughter endure this deep sorrow alone. Why would he be faced with such a complicated situation?

"Sir, let me!" anika offers help. Alvian then nodded and rubbed his face rough, then shifted to make room for Anika.

"Mara... Open the door for a while, dear sister, you want to talk." persuaded Anika with gentleness, hoping that Amara would hear it.

"Go! Amara did not want to see you two," the little girl shouted in a hoarse and trembling voice. He crouched on the door leaf and hugged his feet in tears.

"Rome, listen to Brother first!" anika said with a clouded look, her heart slipping in the face of the stubbornness of the boy.

"No way, huhu.." cried Amara roared as loud as she could.

"Yes if you don't want to. Now that Brother is home first huh, Brother can't stay here. Amara just does not want to see Brother," said Anika, hoping this time Amara will open the door.

"Go, Amara doesn't need you all. Huu... Tomorrow Amara also wants to leave this house, Amara wants to find Mama alone. Hiks.." sobs the little girl.

"Deg..."

Anika and Alvian were shocked and glanced at each other.

So wanted Amara to have a mother so innocently wanted to find the mother. Where's he gonna look for her? Alvian doesn't know where his ex-wife is.

"Mara.." call Anika again.

"Go!" peekit Amara's.

"Mara don't gini dong, baby! Yes, Amara can call Kak Anika by the name of Mama. Now open the door!" persuade Anika, inevitably she must be willing to be called Mama by Amara. There is nothing to lose if you just call it that name.

"Anika's..." Alvian pulled the girl's hand and looked at her sharply with teeth chattering.

"It's okay, sir. Leave it!" said Anika.

Before long, the door creaked softly and opened wide. Amara stood up straight while bowing her face with tears constantly running down her cheeks.

Anika crouched down and cupped her hands on Amara's cheeks, then wiped her down slowly.

"Yes, I can't cry anymore. Later his eyes are round, Amara want?" anika scared Amara.

The boy shook his head with piercing lips.

"Mama.." murmured Amara quietly, Alvian who heard it fell silent. His chest ached like an iron spear, his blurry gaze holding back the puddles of tears that wanted to fall.

"Yes dear," nods Anika with eyes that follow the mirror. He hugged Amara tightly and kissed the boy's head.

Anika knows exactly how it feels to lose a mother figure that is needed by a child as small as Amara. Anika herself had already sensed that even though it had only been a few years.

She lost her mother while she was still in high school. Although it is quite mature, but still the departure of the mother leaves a deep wound in her heart.

Without tears Anika fell on Amara's shoulders. He quickly rubbed his face so that Alvian would not see any of it. She was not a weak girl, so she did not want to be pitied by anyone.

It turned out that Alvian silently watched Anika without blinking. The man knew there was something unnatural about the girl.

"Mandi yuk, after that we eat then bobok lunch. Amara wants it, right?" take Anika after releasing their embrace. His face was cheerful again, he tried to forget what had filled his mind.

"Mandiin ya, Ma!" pinta Amara with a face.

"Yes, yuk!" Anika gets up from her squat and brings Amara to the bed, then helps Amara remove the school uniform leaving a safety triangle that covers the core. After that, they both went to the bathroom.

Alvian, who was still staring at the door, smiled and rubbed his eyes. Although it looks installment but Anika has a soft and loving heart. Alvian did not expect the girl to be able to melt Amara's heart this fast.

With a feeling of relief, Alvian left the place and went into his room. He also took off his clothes and chose to soak in the bathtub to refresh himself.

For a moment Alvian's eyes closed slowly, suddenly Anika's shadow just flashed through his mind. His whole body was goosebumps when he remembered how Anika grabbed the nape and clenched her lips last night.

Alvian bit her lip remembering how soft Anika melu*mat her lips.

"Aaakh.." languid Alvian who had suddenly played with his juniors. The object raised his veins without Alvian noticing, inevitably he had to finish it himself.

Five years of graduation did not even Alvian think about his personal satisfaction. His days were busy with restaurants and Amara, but somehow today that desire came back after long ignoring him.

After successfully reaching the peak of enjoyment, Alvian quickly stood up and rinsed his body then left the bathroom and put on casual clothes.

Just as Alvian was about to open the door, Amara appeared in a knee-length dress attached to her tiny body. The boy's face exuded happiness with a sweet smile engraved on his lips.

"Pa.." said Amara excitedly.

"Hey, baby, why?" Alvian crouched down and stroked Amara's hair in pigtails like a ponytail.

"Mama's cold in Amara's room. Amara accidentally doused Mama's clothes until wet, Mama had no clothes. Masa' Mama only use a doang towel?" said Amara innocently.

Hearing Amara's words, Alvian's face suddenly reddened. He gulped with difficulty when the incident in the bathroom had come back to haunt his mind.

"Papa's coming to Amara's room yuk, look at Mama first!" take Amara while pulling Alvian's wrist. Alvian's hand shook with red cheeks.

"Don't baby, can't." Alvian held his hand with an irregular roar of breath. Really the request this time is heavier than the previous request of Amara. Where could Alvian possibly see that, it was obviously absurd. They were not husband and wife as Amara thought.

Amara also throbbed with bulging cheeks. "Come, Pa! Papa doesn't pity Mama?" push the boy.

"N-no, not so dear." Alvian lost his mind to speak. "Amara go to the room first, Papa wants to buy clothes for Anika" added Alvian diverted the conversation.

"Kok Anika again anyway, Pa? Mama, call Mama like Amara." said the boy.

"Yes, yes, Mama." nodded Alvian.

After Amara left the room, Alvian rubbed his face rough and inhaled as much air as possible. Not one day has he been made a hanger like this, how next? It's completely out of control, Alvian himself confused how to explain it to Amara.

Then Alvian picked up his phone and ordered clothes for Anika, at least for today. Later that night he will take Anika shopping to buy the things that the girl needs.