Between Me, You and God

Episode 14: Confession

Los Angeles, 17:00

Mension family park

High-rise building with European design. A middle-aged woman was watering the flowers in her garden. Although her face was no longer young, she still looked naturally beautiful with her makes up.

The woman smiled when she found her son had just come home and was walking towards him. Marcella Chow, wife of Park Heo Seok and mother of Park Harry Aditya.

"Hallo mah.."Harry waved his hand and smiled sweetly at her

"Cook just came home, baby?" Marcella did not answer Harry's greeting, he asked while turning his lips funny, which indicates the middle-aged woman was sulking.

"Hehehe.iya mah earlier nganter temen first" replied Harry with a cry, trying to melt the heart of the woman in front of him.

Seeing her unusual child, Marcella tried to tease her son

"Temen-what's temen? " tease the middle-aged woman while exposing her puppy eyes

"What the hell mamah ah "elak Harry. The young man took the flower pot from his mother's hand and poured it into one of the pots that had not been watered.

Approximately five minutes they do not speak and are busy with their respective work2. Marcella who was focused on fertilizing her plants immediately turned her head when Harry called the woman.

"Mah" Harry said softly

"Hmmm.." Marcella answered without turning her eyes to the pot she was filling with soil

"Ceritain dong start papah same mamah soan..?" said Harry who is still focused on watering the last pot of his mama plant.

Marcella turned her head while frowning a little bit of her forehead, feeling astonished by her male questions which usually look more introverted her personal problems especially with her asthma problems.

"Why is it, baby, are you suddenly like that ? " ask Marcella full of questions

"Keepers know mah hehehe.." Harry smiled as he scratched his non-itchy nape

"When I met Papah at his birthday party. Since then we have been close" said Marcella smiling as she recalled

back in her youth, she recalled the beginning of her love journey with a young man who had become her husband, as well as a father to her children.

"Keep what makes mamah sure choose papah?" asked Harry again, now the young man looks more enthusiastic with his mama's answer proved instantly the young man left all his activities with plants and began to focus on staring at his interlocutor.

"Kalo mamah do not choose papah maybe mamah will not dapet rich handsome prince you dong, dear "Marcella winked, teased back his son.

"Yes.mamah seriously" Harry protested, the young man began to be satisfied with his mamah answer and considered his mamah's answer not enough to make him satisfied. The narrow-eyed young man showed a pleading face, hoping his mother would stop teasing him and would tell him about her youth.

"Hehehhe.iya yes sorry.Mamah storyain yah" Seeing the face of Harry who pleaded marcella did not have the heart to tease back his favorite child.

"Actually your papah is not the only man who likes to be equally mamah, many men are even more established and more handsome than your papah who has a crush mamah, dear. Some even want to propose directly to Mamah. But somehow you prefer your papah, baby" Marcella glanced at Harry with a smile. "Maybe it's love" she added, then smiled gently back at Harry.

Harry smiled shyly, his natural white skin made the face of the Park youth immediately met with red when resisting embarrassment.

"About shooting maybe he likes you too" said Marcella reassured her son

"It's not that easy, ma'am, the problem is" replied Harry softly

"Why is that why..? Who does not like the charm of Park Harry Aditya..? I'm handsome, cool, campus idol again" said Marcella encouraging.

"You might eventually get him taken away" Marcella nudged Harry on the shoulder, the middle-aged woman again teased her son when he did not respond to her jokes.

"The problem is that he is different" said Harry Lirih. "She's different from other girls who like Harry, before." Harry breathed heavily."If Harry hastily deletin he is afraid that there he dodged" replied Harry expressing his feelings.

"Yes, you have been patient, if your soul mate is not going anywhere. The proof is the same mama papah used to break up and break up on the idea of marriage and until birth ka Eun ji same you" Marcella smiled sincerely to calm her son's heart.

"Well, you think that girl likes boys, how the hell?" asked Harry timidly, expressing his question after wrestling with his own thoughts between wanting to ask honestly to his mother or not having to ask.

But if it wasn't his mother, who would he have to ask again? the women closest to him were only his mama and Monica. It was also impossible for him to ask directly to the girl, who in fact had once expressed love to him. Park Harry would never be that kind of person, asking something about another girl to a girl who had obviously liked her.

Marcella sighed before the tablewab her son's question "No one can describe how we're going to fall in love, dear. Because love just comes, uninvited and we prevent it. If you really like it, just show that you deserve to get the love".

"Now the story is the same mama, who is that girl? do you know him?" marcella asked, looking at the ignorant boy who was transformed into a handsome young man with a million charms but unfortunately to paralyze a girl just still asked how.

*****

The dilemma..

That was how Harry felt right now, going back and forth like an iron. The young man wanted to express his feelings to his girl, but on the other hand he was afraid of being rejected by the girl. No, Harry was not afraid of being rejected just that he was afraid that after that Alesha would avoid him. But after considering it turns out his curiosity exceeds all the fear of it. Maybe it would not hurt if he tried his luck, Harry took the phone from earlier in his hold and put himself clean writing a few words on his phone.

"(Hallo sha, what's up.?)" send

Drrt..

the phone again sounds indicating an incoming message

"(Again read the book)"

Harry bit his own lips, indicating that he was groggy at the moment. He tried to catch his breath and throw it away slowly in hopes of reducing the sense of anxiety in his heart.

"OK Harry it's time to be honest with your own feelings.Whatever happens as if you know what Alesha feels like to you" Harry was having a relationship with himself, convincing his heart to be confident in the decision he was going to make. Then again busy with rectangular flat objects that he had been holding

"(I want to be honest with you, I can)"

"(Sha.I like you)"