DILEMMA - Get Off Bed
Why He Stares at Me Weirdly
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In a house in the area that is not too crowded, finally Elvan invites Alfiya to live in their new place. This house is actually Elvan prepared for his move with his late wife a few months ago. However, what power, Anggita has not had time to occupy this house because it has already left it first.
After putting their things into the house, they began to clean the new house. The distinctive aroma of wall paint still feels clearly piercing the nose.
"Mas, where's my room?" alfiya asked Elvan who was busy opening the window.
"There is one main room and three more rooms, please choose yourself where do you want to sleep?" answer Elvan.
Then the girl rushed around the house. After being satisfied to look around the room Alfiya also came back to Elvan who was sitting down to rest for a while in the sofa that he had cleaned. It looks like the man is watching his cellphone, checking the office work of the sophisticated tool.
"Mas, I picked a room near the living room?" sit in front of Elvan.
Elvan looked up from the view of the mobile phone, looking at Alfiya who was sitting right beside him.
"Sickness?" Alfiya asked when she saw Elvan's slightly paled face.
Elvan shook his head slowly. "Mas is just soy sauce." he then smiled thinly.
"Can I help you with something?" ask Alfiya again. "Or do you need some massage?"
Elvan looked up stiffly. "Pijitin?!" slowly oozed.
Alfiya nodded quickly.
"Yes, you've been pijitin mas if so." sambar Elvan finally while chuckling stiffly.
"I-I'm the incandescent?" Alfiya asked awkwardly.
Elvan then raised both eyebrows. "Don't you just say you want a massage?"
Alfiya's breath felt suspended for a moment by that. He thought Elvan had mistaken what he meant. "I mean, I want to call you a masseur."
Elvan tilted his head. Looking at Alfiya a moment ago smiled. "Mas guess you're the one who wants to massage mas."
The corner of Alfiya's lips was attracted by it. How could he possibly give this figure a massage?!
Seeing the expression Elvan then immediately moved from the sofa without any expression, making Alfiya surprised to follow his steps. The man then stepped up to reach Anggian who had fallen asleep in the sling bi Mina. Bi Mina is the woman who will be the next Anggian nanny.
Slowly peeking at the Elvan boy then walked towards the room.
"Engh.." -...."Anggian suddenly moaned. "Mother...."
Elvan swung an Anggian plan that suddenly woke up. "Why dear.this is there a father."
"You're the same mother.." the little boy softly shrieked. "Dad, or want to be the same mother.." his eyes searched every corner of the room. "Bundaaa.." he cried when he saw Alfiya who was staring at him rigidly in a sofa.
Honestly hearing Anggian who constantly calls him mother makes Alfiya continue to feel alone and confused. He lowered his head, Anggian realized, that he was not actually the mother he thought.
"Gian, we sleep in the room, son...." Persuade Elvan as his son continues to whine and thrash want to be with Alfiya. Alfiya whom he constantly considers mother.
"Don't want dad, or want to be the same mother.." his cries suddenly broke and echoed filled the entire room.
Seeing this Alfiya who had been dumbfounded immediately moved to reach Anggian who was in Elvan's arms.
"This is the same onty.." said Alfiya when Anggian had switched in his carrier.
"Not onty, but mother.." protested the child who still did not understand anything. "It's motheraaa.." she shouted and pointed at Alfiya.
Alfiya let out a breath. "Gian now onty asked, what is the name of Gian's mother?"
"Mother Gita." replied the little boy spontaneously.
"Who is this?" point Alfiya at himself.
"Mother...."
"Whose mother? What's name?" Alfiya pointed at himself.
His mouth that still occasionally spoke the lisp then replied. "Mother, Mother Gita.." she gritted her teeth.
The deg! Alfiya's heart was pounding. So Anggian really thinks he's his real mother. That is, they are very different. How could? It really doesn't make any sense. Anggita is a calm and gentle person, while he is inversely proportional to 180° with Anggita. Where can he be equated with the late brother who is almost perfect.
If you hear many people who compare themselves with the late brother, it seems there is no possibility of a character resemblance between them.
A gentle person while Alfiya was. A friendly person while a gluttonous Alfiya. Think of you as academically smart while you like everything about art. That is how he often heard people compare them, although basically they both have physical similarities.
"Mother let's not be told...." Anggian kissed Alfiya's cheeks at a glance. "Dad too...." Anggian turned to look at his father.
But before Alfiya answered the request of the little and innocent. Suddenly, his phone rang.
"Ih, mother...not onty...." Anggian protest again.
The girl nodded slowly again. With resignation he finally relented, it is up to Anggian to call him what. "Yes, on-that means the mother picked up the phone first yes.." kissed the cheek Anggian anxious.
"Buck...." Handing Anggian over to Elvan.
After that, the girl immediately picked up the call from her phone. "Hello, baby, Joe...."
Alfiyah turned towards Elvan for a moment, but it seemed that the man did not care about anything he was doing at the moment.
Feeling bad that the conversation was heard by Elvan, the girl passed. Bi Mina who saw this could only bow stiffly. It seems that the woman understood what was happening.
"Mas Elvan.." lirih bi Mina looked at her employer with pity. "That paper was.." pointed at Alfiya who passed out of the house.
Before bi Mina continued her words, the man who was hugging the child tightly shook his head. Marking as if not to bother with it.
Bi Mina seemed to be getting more and more pity, the middle-aged woman could only stroke the chest tightness. Why would they marry if this was the case. Honestly he really pity Elvan at the moment. The man's past was dark, and he had just lost his wife and was now forced into a marriage like this.
His body was then attacked by it. "Geez son of Elvan, what a shame for your fate...." Bi Mina shook her head slowly inexhaustibly.
Until finally some time later, Alfiya who had just finished chatting through a mobile phone with her lover then entered the house with a flowery heart.
"Where's Elvan bi?" ask her when she saw Mina's bik cleaning the table with a kemoceng.
Seeing and hearing Alfiya's voice somehow made Mina's heart goosebumps. "Mas Elvan is in his room" replied bi Mina with a forced smile. The basic woman did not know it was lucky, that was how her eyes looked at Alfiya.
"OK bi thanks.." with a carefree step the girl then entered the house as if not concerned with the look of dislike bi Mina.
Geck! poke! Alfiya knocked on the closed main room. "Because.. mas Elvan...."
"Yes.." said from within. "Sign in Fi...."
Cklek!
The door of the room is open. "Mas, another sleepy Anggian...."
Elvan nodded slowly, stroking Anggian's back. "He's so sleepy."
The woman then approached the side of the bed, she smiled to watch Anggian who began to fall asleep. After that he gave a kiss to Anggian who had fallen asleep. Apparently Anggian can still fall asleep without him.
"Mas, I'm leaving for a while huh.." while wiping Anggian's head and looking at Elvan.
"Where?" said Elvan in a flat tone, as if he was not too interested in where Alfiya would go.
Alfiya spoke his hands from Anggian's head and then rubbed his neck stiff. "I-it, want to go to the house, emhh... mergerjain task group.." his voice was getting smaller and the eyes were turned away from Elvan.
Elvan was stunned for a moment by the movements. Then he smiled and understood.
Group assignments? Elvan was not sure of the reason.
With a moment of silence between them, Alfiya finally ventured to look at Elvan. Their gazes met along with the silence. "Mas, I think I should go now...." Alfiya glanced at the clock in his hand. There was someone waiting for him right now.
Not wanting to be in the room for too long, Alfiya rushed out. The door finally closed from the outside. The deg! Why is Elvan's expression so strange? He didn't make a mistake, did he?
Alfiya shook his head slowly, it seemed like he had only been mistaken.
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