ANINDITA, A Tale of the Past

Meet Mama Arya

Anindita let out a long sigh as the car she was riding in stopped in the quiet two-story courtyard of the house. A sense of uneasiness instantly crept in his heart. In a few seconds he will be reunited with Arya's parents. It was indeed one thing that had made his heart uneasy these past few days.

" Come down, Nin."

Anindita gasped as Arya's voice rang out to break the reverie over her heartbreak. Anindita then turned to Arya who had opened the door for her.

" She, I'm scared." Anindita still holds on tightly to Ramadan.

" It's me, you don't have to worry like that. Here Rama equals Om ..." Arya then lifts Ramadhan's body and puts it on her arm.

" Come ..." Arya stretched out her hand asking Anindita to hold her hand. But Anindita was too embarrassed to do that. He chose to get off on his own without help from Aryan's car.

Anindita stepped up with a little hesitation, the frightening shadows so haunted her feelings. Will he get good treatment from Arya's parents? Will Arya's parents be able to accept her past? He was no one on Arya's appeal who served as the principal. While he was only an orphan who had the unfortunate fate of experiencing rape and had to get pregnant from that incident.

" Mayo, Ma ..." Arya greeted her mother when entering her stylish home building in the past.

" Guiland, Arya." A woman who uses a wheelchair appears in front of Anindita, making Anindita stunned to find the figure of Mama Arya who turned out to have to use a wheelchair.

" This is Anindita, Arya?" asked the middle-aged woman to look and smile at Anindita, Anindita made Anindita return the smile of Mama Arya while nodding her head.

" That's right, Ma. This is Mama's daughter-in-law's candidate."

Arya's words suddenly make Anindita's face color meet red.

Arya then lowered the Ramadan that had been carried by her since.

" Rama, let's say hello to each other ..." Arya asks Ramadhan to approach Mama Arya.

Ramadhan which was taught early on by Anindita to be polite was directly approached Mama Arya, and without hesitation the little boy then grabbed Mama Arya's hand and then kissed the back of her hand.

" Smart kid, what's this Sholeh kid's name?" mama Arya stroked the head of Ramadan.

" Lamadan, Eyang." Ramadhan politely answered Mama Arya's question.

" Oh, that's smart of you, son." This time Mama Arya rubbed the cheeks of Ramadan chubby.

" Mom how are you? Introduce me Anindita, Mother." This time it was Anindita who introduced herself while greeting the middle-aged woman.

" Arya many stories about you," said Mama Arya made Anindita glance at Arya who immediately winked at her making Anindita immediately turn her face.

" It turns out Arya was right, you are indeed beautiful," praised Mama Arya later.

" Ah, Mas Arya is too much, Mom." Anindita blushed in shame.

" You don't geer, deh. What did I tell my mom?" Arya accidentally teases Anindita while reaching for her Mama's wheelchair handle and directing her to the guest sofa.

Of course Arya's speech makes Anindita wrong and it makes Arya and Mama chuckle.

" You have to be patient with the annoying Arya like that if you get married later huh, Nin." Mama Arya tried to warn.

Anindita blinked her eyes. It was unexpected that the attitude of Arya's parents was so friendly to welcome her, of course it made her heart warm. Instantly the fear that had reached him evaporated instantly.

The talk show was then followed by a meal together. The atmosphere felt warm between them, unfortunately less complete because the Princess turned out to choose to stay at the grandmother's house from her mother rather than hanging out with Anindita.

" How? Everything is under control, right?" arya asked on the way to take her home to Anindita's place.

" Hmmm .. i-yes, Mas." Anindita.

" I told you my mom was a good person, you were too anxious." Arya chuckled making Anindita duck in shame.

" Oh yes, Nin. As for where to stay, I want you to move from there. I talked about it with your boss and your boss understood. So you can quickly move to a decent residence." Arya had asked Anindita to move from her current residence, but Anindita always rejected her on the grounds of being unkind with Lucy.

" Gold, in the meantime let me and Rama stay there, at least before I became Mas Arya's wife. Let me determine where I live." Anindita hopes Arya appreciates her choice.

" Ahemm, so are you ready to be Lady Arya?"

Anindita gasped, she did not realize that she had said a sentence that really made her face red. Anindita instantly turned her face away because she was too embarrassed, it felt like she was the one expecting to be Arya's wife.

" Why waste your face like that? With a prospective husband do not need to be shy so, dong." Arya continues to tease Anindita, making Anindita die of lice.

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Anindita stopped her activities that were arranging the bouquets when the phone rang. Immediately he picked up the PSTN phone located at the table near the cashier.

" Nin, please come to my room for a moment" Lucy's voice sounded from inside the phone plane.

" Good Ci." Anindita then rushed towards Lucy's study.

" Cici called me?" ask Anindita to Lucy.

" Yes, you please teach this Azzahra how to choose, care for and arrange flowers, Nin. He's a new employee here" Lucy orders Anindita.

" Okay, Ci. Come on, come with me." Anindita takes a woman dressed in Muslim clothes who Lucy says is a new employee out of Lucy's room.

" Include me Anindita, call me Anin or Dita. This ma'am what's her name?" Anindita introduced while extending her hand.

" I'm Azzahra, call me Rara, Ma'am." The beautiful woman also introduced herself while receiving Anindita's hand.

Anindita also introduced what Azzahra needs to know about florist, such as how she was once a new employee at the Alabama florist.

" May you stay here, Ra. Here the working environment is good," said Anindita.

" Anin's mom has been working here for a long time?" azzahra asked Anindita.

" Nearly two years, Ra."

" Anin's sister is this Jakarta guy?"

" No, I'm from Malang."

" Oh, far away, Ma'am. Then Anin's mom lives in Jakarta where?" ask Azzahra.

" After this shop. It's gonna be a building, I live there." Anindita pointed towards her residence which was visible from the window.

* Azzahra ...??"

The preoccupation of Anindita who was talking to Azzahra stopped when the sound of someone calling Azzahra made Azzahra and Anindita turned to the woman who called earlier.

" Natasha's Tea?" Anindita saw Azzahra gasp at the arrival of Natasha, one of Alabama Florist's customers.

" Why are you here?" ask Natasha.

" You know, Miss Natasha knows Azzahra too?" Anindita asked because she saw the customer at the florist shop where she worked, she recognized Azzahra.

" Yes ..yeah, I know him." Natasha. " Why are you here, Ra?" Natasha repeated her question.

" Azzahra's a new employee here, ma'am." Anindita who explained because Azzahra had just been silent like she was amazed because of Natasha's presence.

" You work here, Ra? You moved from Bogor?" search Natasha.

" I-yes, Tea." Azzahra said softly.

Anindita noticed the interaction of Azzahra and Natasha who looked stiff even as there was a scent of competition between the two of them.

After Natasha's departure, Anindita asks how Azzahra got to know Natasha, but it seems that Azzahra refuses to tell her much, and Anindita does not want to interfere too much in Azzahra's affairs.

" Mom ..." Suddenly a shout of Ramadan ran towards Anindita.

" Geez, Rama. Why is his mouth so full of straw?" Anindita immediately pulled some tissue and cleaned the mouth of Ramadan from the melted ice cream. " Wash his mouth first. Just a minute, Ra." Anindita then leaves Azzahra and takes Ramadan to the toilet.

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