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Renjana Kanya's

"Is there anything you're hiding from Mama? You're not planning on running away together or anything like that, are you?"

Mama's probing question made me and Putra look at each other. Perhaps, it is a mother's intuition that makes her alert. Even though Mama regrets her selfish actions in the past, she still does not want her children to make the same mistakes they did. Especially with the status of those who are already bound as half-brothers. Indeed, there is no prohibition if they decide to marry, but the public's view of it is still considered taboo. That's what made both Mama and Eka's father insist that we must separate.

"Ma, don't overdo it she thought. Why should we run away try? If the intention is blurred from the beginning, we have done it from the first time. Not really, sister?" I said seek the support of the Son. The man just laughed back at my question.

"We can't do that, Ma. Not before or now. Especially later. Kanya already has a man in charge, dear to her, and entered the qualifications of her dream daughter-in-law. Where can the Son be a priority. Hahaha .. it feels weird, yes, talking about an ex who is now a sister and already has a boyfriend." The Son's curse made Mama's face turn cloudy. He looked at me and the Son in turn.

"I'm sorry, son."

"Ma, we talked about this before, right? We must have grown up with this. You don't have to feel guilty."

The son quickly corrected his words. Hugged Mama's thin body tightly. As if afraid if he let go, the woman's body would be sagging.

"Yes, again, forgive our selfishness" said Mama with teary eyes.

"Ma, there are many ways that make us more mature. Including in this way. So you don't have to feel guilty. What matters now is that we can all come together as one family. The son can take care of Mama, Kanya, and Victor as well."

The moving scene near the stairs made me unable to hold back tears. I'm in their arms.

"Udah dong, how come you guys cry anyway. His, hey, don't cry like that dong."

"Yes who told you to make you touched" I said blaming the Son. The man laughed.

"Yes, sorry. Don't cry anymore."

My son rubbed my hair while still hugging Mama. Eka's father, who had just come out of Victor's room with the tiny baby, looked at us in surprise. Especially when I see me and Mama covered in tears.

"Why are you crying?" eka's father asked as he walked over to us. Mama who saw the man carrying Victor, then took off the arms of the Son and took over the baby boy. I was trying to wipe away the tears to dry up. "Why, Him?"

"Son's brother Yah, make Kanya sad."

Eka's father turned to his eldest son when he heard my words. The look on his face implies tanya.

"No Pa, Kanya ngaco. Where there is a son makes sad. He's too sensitive" the Son's pretext. While Eka's father looked at her with a look of disbelief.

"So then why did Kanya cry?"

"Elah, the Son said that Kanya is too sensitive. That's why he's crying."

"Yes for sure because of that, Son."

"Mas, it's okay. It's just that's too cute." Mama defended the Son.

"Have you?"

Unsatisfied with Son and Mama's answer, Eka's father still asked me to explain to him what had happened.

"Mas Araz, are you awake?"

I distracted right as Araz walked out of the guest room. He looked wrong as he watched us gather near the stairs. The man smiled wryly as he nodded to Eka's father and Mama.

In order to avoid Eka's father's unanswered questions, I approached Araz and led him closer to Mama. Victor fell asleep in his arms. It looks so peaceful in the woman's arms.

"Ma, you know, it's Araz. The man ... ." Sentence paused. I felt my voice stuck in my throat. While the Son who was still standing near the stairs stumbled upon a suspicious smile. " ... Anya told me about the time Mama had not been conscious post-surgery."

"Oh, Kirain said that she was "the man who will be my husband". Well, so no exclaim," burlesque Son made my cheeks heat up. Without even looking I know, surely my cheeks have met red. Especially when he saw Araz smiling at me after shaking hands with Mama.

"So this is the man that the dream son-in-law said?" Mama is flirting. My cheeks were getting hot to hear the woman's words.

"Ma ... ." I whine in response to Mama's prank questions. The woman smiled and embraced me after giving Victor to Eka's father.

"You guys are dating?" ask Mama again while looking at us in turn.

"Aunty, I want to apply directly to Kanya, but she wants us to go first."

"Well, why don't you apply directly?"

Now, all eyes are on me. I glanced at Araz who was just smiling knots. While the Son is the only person who can not help but laugh, despite trying.

"Yes ... Anya .. don't know. Anya is not ready if married now," I replied in the end. Araz smiled broadly. So did the Son who finally let go of his laughter. They must have laughed at the change in look on my face as red as a boiled crab.

"It's good to marry at a young age, Anya. You are 25 years old. It's a ripe age to get married" Mama said to me in horror. In reality it wasn't that easy to say yes when Araz decided to propose. I was too afraid to face the reality of marriage.

"I'm okay, Auntie. Want for whatever time, as long as Kanya accepts me as her future husband, I will definitely wait."

"Be careful of sharp turns, Bang."

"Son, don't talk weird you," Eka's father scolded him to make the Son no longer comment. The man just put on a sullen face. Protest over Eka's father's attitude that stood up for me more.

"What the hell is it more loving to you than to me."

"Yes, if your attitude is like that, who wants to try. You must think about that, brother. His sister was taken seriously as the man in charge as well."

"Udah, don't argue mulu. Keep bathing, brother. Kanya too. Girls at this hour just woke up. Not shower yet. Not ashamed of it, Araz? Uda, hunt up there."

"Ma .. ," I protested to Mama who said that I just woke up and had not yet bathed in front of Araz who was neat with a plain black sweater combined with white jeans.

"Why? Shame on Araz who is handsome and neat gini? That's why girls are diligent ... ."

"Wake up in the morning, keep bathing ... Ma, Anya remembered it out of her head. Just now Anya was so tired. Could be for today's dispensation. It's too late, too."

"Well, then take a quick shower. Poor Araz waiting until breakfast at this hour."

Without refuting Mama's words, I climbed the stairs after previously asking Araz to wait in the dining room with Mama and Eka's father. Or in the living room if she wants to watch TV. Rituals that should not be missed in this house, all residents must have breakfast and dinner together while at home. And, it can't be bothered since long ago. Strict rules created and passed by Mama.