I'm Not a Wild Grass

The story of Mama Bag. 1 (Laila POV)

After completing the application event, Erlan had prepared a room at the same hotel. I asked for a room with Mama. Because I feel uncomfortable staying in a hotel alone.

The application was completed around nine p.m. I immediately lay asleep on the super soft mattress that was in the hotel for a few minutes.

I was awakened by the movement of someone who tried to open the golden dress that I was wearing at the event.

Shocked in shock and scared, I just woke up. But it turns out I was dealing with Mama who was trying to replace the dress I was wearing with my pajamas.

"Mama?! Kirain Laila who. Laila's so sleepy, Ma. So fall asleep," I said while rubbing my eyes that still feel sleepy.

"It's a habit to clean up before you get into bed, son. Change your clothes there first!" Mama gave her order.

Without resisting, I immediately got up and looked at the clock. It turned out that it had only been ten minutes since I accidentally fell asleep, just now.

Then I picked up my pajama shirt that was proffered by Mom. Then clean yourself up in the bathroom. Only after that did I go back to the room. Wherever you lie on the right side of the bed. I caught up with Mama and laid down on the left side of the bed.

Surprisingly, I found it difficult to close my eyes. My eyes were busy wandering around judging the beauty of the lines and the form of decoration that was on the sky roof of the hotel room where I was staying at this time.

Shortly after, I heard Mama's voice reprimanding me.

"Why not sleep, La? He said you were sleepy?" Reproof Mama.

I looked at Mama's face. After that, I leaned my body to the right until it faced her.

"Laila was confused too, Ma. It still feels like a dream. Know-know Laila has a proposal gini," I admitted to be honest.

Mom smiled. Then wake up until his position becomes sitting selonjoran now. He gave me a shady look that he gave me every time I told him what I felt.

"You're too happy, son. To the point of making it difficult for you to sleep," added Mama.

I cringed confused. Trying to analyze my own heart, for true not his words earlier.

"Hmm. Maybe Mama's right."

"Of course! Because Mama can see it very clearly, son," said Mama with a proud tone.

"Oh yeah? It's that clear, isn't it?" I feel a sense of doubt.

"Yes, Son. Just look at your face right now. You used to frown a lot. It's as if you're going to face a tough problem every time."

I grabbed my forehead with my hand. And indeed, I'm not frowning. But I can't be sure if I used to frown a lot.

"Is that so, Ma?"

"Yes! You also laugh more and smile more when you are with Erlan, La. Mama's so happy to see her."

"Hm.." hearing Erlan's name called, my mind just immediately reflected his handsome face.

"That's right! You should remember Erlan, right?" Guess Mama very accurately.

I who was caught red-handed remembering my fiance's face was immediately rolled over and hid my face on the pillow.

Then I felt a rub in my hair. Feeling comfortable with the rubbing, I let Mama. I just turned my face back towards Mama. With the body position still lying on its stomach.

Both my eyes looked at Mama.

I watched Mama's sweet face. The face that passed down many of her genes to my face was now staring at me with her shady smile.

Mama already looks old at the age of her who is still fairly young, forty-three years. Twenty-seven years ago, Mama who was a resident in the small village of Mataram city had to join the wander with her husband who was also her childhood love.

Mama got married at a very young age of 17. According to Mama, she and Papa had realized that they had loved each other since they were 14 years old.

Mama then whines to her Amak to marry Papa. Until finally they got married at the same age.

Then Papa was about to go outside the island. And Mama who did not want to be far from Papa finally decided to join her wander with her. My mother was pregnant with me.

Finally, when the age of the womb was even six months, Mama also went to wander with Papa outside the island.

In the story, Mama said that their early life in a new place is really difficult.

Papa who is also young (18 years) must also work to be able to meet their daily needs.

Gradually, during the first few years they wander, Papa finally began to penetrate the world of trade. He started opening a shop that was guarded by Mama. While he himself worked in the factory.

Slowly, the economic condition of their small family also improved. The business of the grocery store guarded by Mama is getting faster and faster.

Then Papa tried his luck in the business world. And it turns out that his effort worked. According to Mama, they managed to become successful salt pond entrepreneurs.

Until as I remember we had tasted life in a big and beautiful house. Although not as grand as Erlan's family home.

But then the wheel of life turned. In what was supposed to be the happiest time for our little family, we were tested with a really tough test.

It turns out that Papa has been secretly having an affair with one of his business associates.

Mama's heart immediately crumpled dimly already. But Mama was so tough. I who was only ten years old at that time still did not understand the cause of the drop of tears that were shed by Mama almost every night.

In my child's mind, I just figured that Mama might be missing Papa. Because I don't know when Papa hasn't come home.

When I asked Mama, she always gave me cliche answers.

"Papa's at work, honey. So Papa has not had time to go home," said Mama at the time.

One day. two days.I still haven't felt Papa's loss.

Two weeks, three weeks, my young mind finally began to feel suspicious.

Suspicious of the truth Mama said that Papa went to work until not coming home. I even thought he was gone. So Mama might feel disinclined and confused to convey it to me.

Moreover, I always see Mama crying every night since Papa left. The stronger my guess is that Papa may be dead.

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