Divorced on the First Night

Learn to Be Honest

Anha was silent, clasping tightly to her bolster and her sad face was still at home she drowned in her roll even though it felt stuffy. Anha didn't want her mother to catch her crying like this.

“Anha. Wake up first, yuk.”

Mama tried to slowly pull Anha's arm. Although Anha was still silent and had not said a word yet, Anha would wake up from her sleeping position while rubbing her cheeks that were wet with tears.

Mama cupped Anha's grim-looking face. The beautiful face that is usually radiant and adored by many people is now like a withered rose and mongering already, brownish in color. Even his eyes looked so full.

“You why Anha. Same story Mama. Don't make Mama worry like a gini, son,” said Mama while holding onto both shoulders of Anha and looking at her.

This is what her mother did not like about one of Anha's traits. Anha has always kept all her own problems from long ago.

“Can't you trust your Mama until you don't want to tell Mama? You if there's a problem don't be dammed yourself, dong, Anha. Mama is worried about you.”

Now the tone of Mama's speech began to discord like restraint and want to cry. Anha shook her head, no-no, mama shouldn't cry because of her. Anha wouldn't be strong to see that.

It's not that she doesn't want to open up with Mama. It's just that mam must be the one who would be hurt more than him if he knew all those things. Find out if it turns out his marriage is void with Hasan.

Anha squeezed tightly into her sleeping pants, biting strongly on her inner lower lip, her tears melted even though they had often been shed from sadness. Why until now Anha has not been able to make her mother happy? Other people's children alone can make their parents happy. While Anha? She just made her mother embarrassed and sad.

Anha further lowered her gaze, not strong if she sat with the shady brown eyes of her mother who was currently displaying a worry letter.

“Anha, Mama replied,” Mama said again. The hand that originally held both of his shoulders now moved to hold his fingers that felt cold. Her mother has been for years since the first only focused on making money without caring about the only princess of the puppet. No matter what kind of growth, his mind used to be the most important thing for their needs to be sufficient.

But money cannot buy love. Can't return her precious time with Anha. Now that Mama understands, all Anha needs is affection and a place to hear.

“Maafin Anha, Ma,” only that bitter voice sounded soul-stifling.

‘Sorry for not being able to rejoice mom. Sorry for just being a burden to mom and nambahin mama tired. Sorry because surely this abis Anha made mama very embarrassed,’ the words were only able to say in the mind of Anha, not with the words.

“Don't make mama worry, Anha. What exactly happened? Mama can't bear to see you cry and keep kayak gini, darling.”

Anha tightened her embrace to her mother's body. Inhaling deeply the scent of his mother's distinctive body will smell of vanilla.

“Maafin Anha, Ma,” Reset Anha with a soft look. Her mother did not understand why Anha had to apologize to her.

Now Anha is no longer able to hide it.

The talk of the many people who witnessed Anha being humiliated by Angga seemed to reappear in his memory.

‘That's crazy, yeah. Didn't think it turned out to be like that.’

‘Cantics-beautiful really cheap, yeah. Poor guy.’

Anha shaking. But the warmth of Mama's embrace and the soothing pat of her mother's hand on her back seemed to provide a sense of security and protection. His intuition was that his mother would not judge him like everyone else out there.

This time, for the first time Anha tried to be honest with herself. Honestly tell everything to Mama without anything to cover again.

“A-Anha has broken up with Hasan, Ma. We split... and nullify.”

The movement of his mother's hand that was originally patted slowly on his back stopped. Mama let go of her embrace and now gave her some distance.

Mama looked at Anha with a look of disbelief at what she had just heard. Mom looked at her daughter carefully.

“A-what did you say just now?”

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