If You Love

Eps. 22. Terms

Ora Susan's phone rang, from her daughter Inggrid.

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"Yes..."

"Ma.. tomorrow the entrance test, Brill must go to Manado tomorrow to take the test..."

"Talk to Brill yourself..."

"So far he hasn't answered my phone..."

"Come here.. Talk to him directly..."

"Can't ma.. mama know what my busy life is like..."

"You can leave that for a moment and talk to your son..."

"Any mother who talks, she always listens to mama, she's always fighting me now..."

"That's because you've never spoken well again, not listened to what he wants... Ing.... Why don't you also want to understand? Forgot how you treated me first? How are you treating Brill now? Confused mom wants to explain how else, you're a smart guy, you have to tell me how to handle your own son..."

"Ma.. I don't understand. I do, but I don't know how else to talk to him. His ego wall is getting higher..."

Oma Susan exhaled her upset breath...

"Because it speaks. as a mother not as a regent... Ahh... You're too slow to move about Brill. Mama is surprised you're so ignorant about Brill..."

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Oma Susan hung up the phone call, shaking her head. Should remember how unfortunately his daughter to his grandchildren first, his daughter will not have trouble communicating with her own child. Constantly going on like this, ora Susan became lazy to remind her daughter again and again, tired of hearing her daughter complain about Brill but did not want to change, meaning her daughter did not listen to her advice.

Oma Susan put the phone in the closet and went to her grandson's room. Oma knocked on the door. The door opened, oma entered without waiting for Brill to say something.

"Tomorrow shall we go to Manado?"

"We?"

"Yes..."

"Why go there, oma want me to go?"

Oma Susan looked at the look on her grandson's face, whether it was not knowing or pretending not to know. What it looks like is that he does not know why he should go to Manado.

"Tomorrow entrance test right... have you not thought about this? Are you going to college or not?"

"Well, if I don't go to college?"

"It is up to you. if you have other goals and desires..."

Oma Susan sat on a nearby chair, while Brill stepped towards her bed and sat at the end of the large bed close to the bedpost of that teak.

"Have you thought about something you want to do?"

"Not yet.. don't know what to do..."

Brill replied slowly while looking down.

"Don't want to just take the music? If you know there are faculties there are also institutes to study music, If you want to work in accordance with your interests you have to deepen your knowledge of music theory, music production, music industry management, to music composition..."

"Don't you know that?"

"Oma used to want to set up a music school, not deliverability.Oma likes to read a little, sometimes chat with Yan and Dewi. they are graduates of IKJ..."

"Yan and the Goddess? Who?"

"That's Ima's acquaintance, who has a music school where you're attending, that's Wandy's parents..."

Brill nodded small. But he came to think now, what interest did he have in music? During this time music is a form of escape, an activity to kill loneliness and boredom when at home service mammya. He does have musical talent, proven he can play the keyboard, guitar and drums, supported by his beautiful voice, like a special complete package, he said, but do not use eggs he does not like eggs [author ngawur, start sleepy kk 😴]

"Brill? Oma just wants you not to waste the opportunity, but oma leave the decision to you... if you want, tell oma yes..."

Oma Susan did not want to linger so that the effect did not pressure Brill, just her daughter pressured her grandson, but she wanted to give Brill the freedom to choose something that he considered good, let him have his own opinion for his life, the most important thing he has done is to give a view just to open his insight.

"Yes.I want to go to college..."

Brill made a sound, still soft, yet showed strong determination, but if Susan appreciated that, ora Susan turned around and smiled.

"Convince yourself yes. if you decide to go to college determine what faculty you like. later you will live it. do not feel forced so you can live well..."

Brill silently stared at the departure of the oma with a mind that had not yet fully focused on thinking about the new world that awaited. In his mind still played many things, including about a girl...

Brill has a chance... Brill has to go to college...

The way Rilly calls himself, never talks about you, you, let alone that... Brill. ahh feels beautiful and melodious, he feels like someone is putting himself in the best place because he calls himself so carefully and full of tenderness, feels in full warmth, feels in full of warmth, feels in the best of places, it instantly filled the desolate in his heart...

Brill find who?

Brill has goals?

Brill laid his body on the bed. He always felt there was something lacking in him, felt his feelings and desires always shrivel up into a dwarf when dealing with his parents.

Everyone needs to convey thoughts and express feelings, but for a long time he was used to deny many things, keep many things secret, choose to save his own story. But only a little time with the girl, somehow she can so freely tell stories, feel comfortable when answering questions about her feelings.

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The regent's mother came early in the morning to her parents' house, the house where she grew up and she lived until adolescence. The regent's mother this time only used a plain red channel, the dominant color of all her clothes outside the official clothes, indicating the color of her party is possible. The regent's mother had not dressed up, and was only wearing sandals. But there was still a patwal car in front of his car with the sound of a horn that his son hated.

The goal is only one, making sure his son follows the Independent Selection, the last selection of college entrance. Although her brother was the rector at the University of Negri, the place where she decided Brill would go to college, but still Brill had to pass the selection first, the rest would be launched by the rector.

"Where's Brill, ma?"

"Still in his room.talk well Ing..don't intimidate your son, you don't like to be bullied either..."

Oma Susan reminded her daughter, responding to a small grin at the corner of her lips. The regent's mother stepped into her son's room, without knocking open the door, finding her son combing his hair and throat neatly dressed.

Brill stared intently at his mother, did not like how to enter the mother into her room, the mother so excited, the sentence pitched orders in her mouth hanging, void spoken because of remembering the words of her mother.

"Today's the entrance test, you should... Dear Ully, uh college is important to you. So you need to take the test today..."

The regent's mother had to change her sentence pattern, which usually contained orders and, as her mother said, contained intimidation, a must for her child.

Brill was still staring intently at his mama who was standing five steps away from him. In normal times there are no hugs or soft sentences, when he is making a new drama that happens. Deep in his heart he wanted the woman before him whom he called mami to sit side by side or at least stand not far from him with the warmth of a mami, without the mask of pretence, he said, acting as a caring mom, she does not want just a sensation of feeling without an inner bond...

The inner bond between her and her mother is so fragile or may have broken. He was not nurtured, untouched, not taken care of again the last ten years.

"I'm going to college, but on condition..."

A child is demanding something now after all this time he can't get his due.

"Condition? What is Ully?"

"I went to college in Jakarta, I spent it myself, I brought my own car. I don't need Markus..."

"Oh my God... Brill.. that's too much..."

"If you don't agree. I'm off college..."

Brill chose college. One of the things that prompted him was Rilly saying, that he had a chance, the rest was Susan's advice. But he needs to secure a freedom for the steps he takes, to get out of the house, to get out of the mama's confinement.

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