ANINDITA, A Tale of the Past

Biological Father

" Mom better drink the milk while it's warm." Cika then handed the glass containing vanilla-flavored pregnant milk to Anindita so that Anindita sipped the milk and handed the glass back to Cika.

" May the baby in the womb of the mother is always healthy" said Cika when receiving an empty glass from Anindita's hand.

" Aamiin, thank you, Cika." replied Anindita.

" I'm sorry, Mom. Good night, good rest, ma'am." said Cika. Almost every sentence that came out of the girl's mouth sounded polite.

" Good night, Cika. Thank you ..." said Anindita.

After Cika came out of Anindita's room, Anindita then put some photos of Arya and herself on the nightstand. He then took a picture of their wedding, then sat on the edge of the bed while wiping the picture of Arya in the photo.

" It all feels like a dream, Mom. You left us too soon." A speck of tears fell down his cheek.

" Why do you leave me, my mother?" Anindita clutched the photo tightly to her chest while tears kept pouring down her cheeks

Meanwhile in his room Ricky just finished cleaning himself and changing clothes. He then spread his body with his hands folded under his head as a pillow.

Ricky looked at the ceiling of his room. The position of the room he was right under the room occupied by Anindita at this time.

Ricky took a long breath.

" I'm sorry if I had to force you, Anin. Because I am really not calm if I have to let you and Rama in a place that is not worthy of being a place to live for you guys" Ricky murmured.

" I'm sorry, Mr. Arya. I'll treat Anin my own way, but I make sure I won't hurt her one bit." Ricky muttered.

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" Good morning, ma'am." said Cika as Anindita walked into the kitchen.

" Morning, Cika. What are you cooking?" ask Anindita.

" I'm making fried rice for breakfast Mom and Rama.

" You don't bother, Cika. You said college." Anindita felt bad being served like a big madam by Cika.

" It's okay, Mom. I leave at seven. It's still six o'clock. Just preparing breakfast is no problem." Cika then put the fried rice she had made on two dishes and put the omelet on it.

" Breakfast is ready, Mom. It's not spicy, really." said Cika. "Oh yeah, Rama hasn't woken up yet, Mom?" ask Cika later.

" Already, he was on a video call with his father" Anindita replied as she pulled up the chair and sat her body on the chair. Unknowingly Anindita mentioned the word father to Ricky.

" Blood is thicker than water, ma'am . And Rama does look very familiar with Mr. Ricky."

" Rama is easily familiar with anyone including Mr. Ricky," said Anindita.

" I'm sorry Mom if I was so presumptuous as to ask, why did you call Mr to Mr Ricky? This mother is Mr. Ricky's son's mother. Sounds bad in the ear with that name." Cika.

" What should I call you, Cika? I'm just an ordinary person, and I also just work as a waitress in a flower shop." Anindita.

" Mom can be called Mr. Ricky. That I feel better to hear, Mom."

" I'm not used to it, Cika. It's not good to have to call it that. Because I'm used to calling him Mr." Anindita.

" Oh that's it, Miss ..." Cika nodded her head in understanding. " Oh yes, Mom. Before twelve I try to get here to prepare lunch. And after college I'll help mom move Mom and Rama's clothes to the closet."

" You don't have to rush home, Cika. Because I also have to go to work, and only come home around four in the afternoon." Anindita who heard Cika would return to the apartment during the day to prepare food for him immediately told her that he would not be in the place at that hour.

" Would you like to work? But Mr. Ricky said I wasn't going anywhere, just in the apartment." Cika frowned.

" But Rama'll keep Mr. Ricky's flesh, ma'am. He still deserves a decent life from Mr. Ricky."

" Yes, maybe Rama has a right to it. But me and the child in my womb are not. Mr Ricky is indeed the biological father to Rama, but me? Me and the child in my womb are nobody to Mr. Ricky."

" What is biological father, Ma? Mama told me that Ricky's dad is Rama's biological."

Deg

Anindita's eyeballs are perfectly rounded when she hears her son's voice asking about the biological father.

" Eh, Rama's awake, huh? Rama has taken a shower yet? Bathe first yuk yuk same Mbak Cika, after that breakfast with Mama Rama." Cika immediately diverted the attention of Ramadhan who questioned the intent of Anindita's remarks.

Anindita breathed a sigh of relief because Cika swiftly overcame Ramadan. He then returned to his room to prepare school clothes for Ramadan.

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" Mama let's hurry, later Ramah misfortune school," complained Ramadhan who had been wearing a backpack on his back.

" A minute, Honey. Mama wants to order her online motorcycle first," replied Anindita.

Teett

" Ma, that's the motorcycle coming! The hibiscus!!" ramadhan when he heard the bell ringing.

" No, Honey. This is Mama's just gonna order." Anindita rushed towards the door to open the door.

" Sir?" Anindita gasped for Ricky to come.

" Good morning, ma'am." said Ricky, developing a slight smile.

" Of Ricky ..." Ramadhan who saw the arrival of Ricky immediately ran over.

" Hi, Rama ..." Ricky rubbed the head of Ramadhan that had been neatly combed.

" Want to take Rama to school, huh?" ask Ramadan.

" Rama wants to take Om Ricky to school? " Ricky folded his knees until now he was sitting crouching in front of Ramadan.

" Yes, Om. Rama wants to be delivered with Ricky. It's good to ride in the car, Om Ricky, cool. Hiya ..." Ramadan giggles as he raises his thumb.

" Rama must ask Mama Anin first, can Om Ricky between Rama schools?" Ricky glanced at Anindita who was standing right beside him.

Anindita widened her eyes hearing Ricky's words earlier.

" Ma, yes, Ma. Ricky's taking Rama to school?" Ramadhan tugged at Anindita's hand asking Anindita for permission to let her mother pass her wish.

" Hmmm, Ramah ... Tu- uh, Om Ricky's busy. Ricky has to go to the office. If between Rama later Om Ricky will be late for work." Anindita tried to subtly refuse so that her son understood the reason given.

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