Forced Love

Chapter 32. Distrusting

I am so happy to enjoy the weather this morning, mumpung holiday I still want to laze - malassan in the bed and staring at the morning dew from the bedroom window. Heard the soft rain. I listen to music from the radio in my room. At that time I remember, the song Judika Mama Papa Banned. I remember the lyrics back then, "You're everything not separated by time, let the earth reject me keep your love....Let your mother not like it, your father also refused. Even if the world rejects me, I am not afraid. I still say I love you..." It hurts to hear the lyrics of the song. I thought, if I told you about Dhito what Mama and Dad would also reject it...

I woke up from the bed and came out of the room. When I left the room, I did not see Mama and Mama in the house. Even I peeked at their room as well. Ah maybe they were out while I was sleeping. I walked to the dinner table, and my mom had prepared some warm chocolate milk. I drank it up too. Beautiful on holidays....

Before long I heard the sound of the car coming, apparently it was Mama and Dad.

"Assynoltom..." Greetings to Mom when you enter the house.

"Goddessalam.." I answered while putting the used milk glass in the dishwasher. 

"Yes, my mom's daughter is awake... Kirain's still in bed..." Ledek Mom.

"Udah Ma's... Where did your mother come from?" 

"Out of the ATM take the money earlier there is a transfer from the customer Mama... Did you drink milk?" 

"Ohh.... It's Ma..." 

"Assynoltom..." Greetings when you enter the house after parking the car.

"Goddessalam.." Answer me and Mama. 

"Wake up Ri? Let's cook... Mr. buyin tempe, vegetable spinach is the same chili complete." Said the father while putting groceries from the market in the kitchen. 

"Are all from the market?" My toot.

"Son, we went to the vegetable back... Your father is shopping.. As always..." Mama replied while counting the money that had been taken at the ATM earlier. 

"Okees.. Do you want to fry or use eggs?" I asked while opening the plastic.

"Fry regular Ri... That spinach is made oseng use eggs... Usual." Answer Father. 

"OK ready... This wants me all cooked or what about Ma?" My toot.

"You are all... Mama help you out.." Mama answered, Counting the money, and washed her hands in the kitchen. 

"Okees.. I'm the cook, mama who peels onions just as clean as spinach.." 

"Every Boss..." Answer Mama who immediately prepares a container to clean spinach and peel onions.

Mama and I were busy in the kitchen, as usual, busy with plants outside. Because the rain has also subsided, so the father cleaned his favorite plants. 

"Is that enough, isn't Ma salty?" I asked while tasting the taste of spinach.

"Try where here..." Mama said while tasting it.

"Where?" 

"Udah is enough of this. Fitting." 

"Okee, I'm matiin ya stove.. Just fry the temp." 

"Yeah the plate is already Mama readyin, you pour it there the spinach. The time you tirisin it was a lot of oil later."

"Yeah Mama Riri knows it." I answered while taking a plate for spinach and tempeh. 

"Eh sambelnya not yet Ri... It was fried chili as tomato. Pack it up, yeah.." My mom washed the dishes.

"Astaghfirullah's... Yes, I fried it first... It's washed, isn't it Ma?"

"Udahh.." 

"Ma..." Call me while I'm picking up the chili.

"Why Ri?" Ask Mama who is preparing the plate for Father.

"This is my deketin guy... Name's Dhito. He's Mytha's friend on his doorstep, and he's also a Vienna senior at High School." 

"How can you know?"

"Yaa has known him for a long time, because he used to deket me at my school in halim."

"Wouldn't you be good?"

"Good.. But he's a smoker."

"You don't have to, son.. So let's go gapapa." 

My mom obviously refused. I just said he was a smoker. This time I feel like I can no longer afford it if I continue to survive. 

"I don't want to, either.. So be a friend."

"Did he shoot you?" 

"Udah.. But I said yaaa not first.." I lied this time, I don't have the guts to say that I've been dating her for almost a year despite breaking up.

"Jude, you are the same with him.. You also know your own father does not like if you dapet guy smoker." 

"Yes Ma..." 

I've been covering up about Dhito because I feel like my mom has put up a high wall for him. I am now so confused, whether I should try again to make him stop smoking or me who stopped giving false hope....

"Have you finished? If it's directly put on the table ya Ri.." 

"Yes, it's just finished.."

"Sir.... The food is dead.." Shouted my mother from the front door.

"Okee's.." Answer from outside. 

He immediately went into the house and washed his hands. Prepare to eat together. Although our meal was simple, only fried tempeh, vegetable spinach and sambal terasi but we were very happy. Unostentatious. That's my family. 

"The food is Riri..." Sahut Bapak while coolly chewing fried tempe.

"Alhamdulillah his son can cook, sir.." Answer Mama.

"Yaampun cook gini doang mahhh... I'm not good at cooking.." My answer.

"Ehhhh whatever it is at least you can cook in the kitchen, girls should be able to masakin later for her husband even if only eggs plunge yes son." Sahut Mama's. 

"Just..." 

"Later if you have married to learn again other dishes, do not like Mama's cooking it - that's all.." Mama answered with a smile.

"Yesa Alhamdulillah I still love and accept Mama yaa.. Cielahh." Ledek.

You chuckle and Mama also laughed out loud - Bahak. 

After I told you about Dhito with Mama that day, tomorrow I will no longer discuss it. Even I always avoided discussing it and if Dhito asked me for a way out I would always reason.