Little Monster

Whose son?

Maak Dewi continued to babble nonstop even though I actually wanted to throw him out because time was running and this was quite detrimental to me.

"The Indra is not the responsible type, at most if you already have children, he will leave you like me and find a new girl again. That cycle will keep going, Sa."

"Eatya, Ma'am, from the beginning of my monthly allotment money I always saved, more than half of the assets in Mas Indra also in my name including this house. Just in case if there is anything, actually it is not me who love the idea, but Mas Indra himself who proposed, I want on behalf of both in fact, in fact, but Mas Indra said let it be in my name, hehehe."

Madam Dewi fell silent, maybe she felt insinuated by my words. Yes, indeed when he was still with him, Mas Indra was not like today. So I also understand if when parting with Mas Indra, mbak Dewi still have nothing.

Could it be that at first Mbak Dewi was interested in the good looks of Mas Indra's face? or is there something else I don't know the truth about?

Increasingly, women do not only look at men just from appearance and love alone. Women prefer men who are responsible and able to carry out their role as leaders in household life. Especially if you can lead to heaven.

Lea was tired of crying and not coming home until she fell asleep on the couch holding my hand. I saw the clock on the wall, It's almost 8 and Tania's birthday is about to start, I can't come earlier either. I haven't told my friends yet because my HP is in the room.

Back, I want to feel like I'm driving Madam Dewi away, but it would look disrespectful, even though I'm actually disrespectful.

For approximately 3 hours, Mbak Dewi has told a lot of things and 90% of them are about not ignoring Mas Indra.

Oh, but of course all that I didn't swallow. Reading a news or thing that is viral, for example, I used to crosscheck first and not directly judge, nyinyir or comment that is not-no.

Why the hell Mother Goddess is not 'to the point' only if it really needs money?

If Mas Indra doesn't want to give up, maybe I can help a little.

Butwhat? he even vilified Mas Indra in front of me!

It's so strange this woman.

"Online taxi's hard at this hour, huh, Sa? From earlier I did not dapet-dapet nih," said Mbak Dewi while sliding the phone screen.

Of course I knew it was a trick to get me to deliver them both.

But what about Tania's birthday? they must have been waiting for me a long time.

But because I was good at reading the code, then I offered to take Madam Dewi and Lea home. Before that I took the HP in the room and alerted my friends over my delay.

There were even 24 missed calls just from Mas Indra. Could he be worried or miss me? xixi.

In the car, Ma'am Dewi much silent.

This situation is so actually very 'awkward' (awkwardly) but I am also lazy to serve the words of Mbak Dewi if it is about Mas Indra again.

Maybe if Mbak Dewi talked about all the ugliness of Mas Indra when he and I were still familiar, I would immediately block Mas Indra's contact and do not want to know him again.

But now the situation is different.

I delivered the Mother Goddess until her home and rushed home and prepared to attend the birthday of one of my best friends. When else can we gather together if not in this kind of event because each of us is already busy with personal affairs.

Even though it was late, I still came to Tania's show.

We all agreed that even though we were married and could not get together often, but if there was a birthday or something like that, we had to come.

After eating and as usual, photos of 'wefie' to decorate our social media homepage as well as 'insta story', we sat and told each other a lot of things.

Angel approached me, suddenly the boy hugged me. I feel weird, because it's not unusual. Angel started telling her 'detective' talent she didn't waste it. So because there is no ex-boyfriend of the man who is approaching him to investigate, Angel instead stalked the goddess.

Yeah, this Angel is like a secret agent or the CIA.

Angel said, Mother Goddess is actually no longer working. At first he worked as a secretary in an office, then either in a work stop or he was 'resign', Madam Dewi was not working for long.

Angel also often sees her shopping for various clothes and luxury items with her friends, eating at expensive restaurants and visiting nightclubs several times.

Angel felt sorry for me because I was at home taking care of the boy while his mother was having fun out there.

I was angry and furious, but I also couldn't just trust Angel completely before I actually had any more evidence. But from the photos and some of the evidence that Angel presents, it is quite convincing.

Especially why would Angel help me by doing all this if she didn't care about me as a friend?

Aghhh .. My thoughts are mixed.

Mas Indra is coming home tonight from Bali, after Tania's event is over, I'm going straight to the airport. He landed at 23:45 but still asked me to pick him up. Heavy weight said.

Basic hufftt.

While waiting for Mas Indra, I bought pop noodles and some drinks and snacks. Luckily there was an empty chair I could sit on so I could enjoy this hot noodle no while standing. If my mood is not good, I eat a lot. But then I had to exercise. Haha.

Mas Indra called me, saying he didn't see me in the waiting room area. I pretended to say that I fell asleep and couldn't pick her up at the airport.

While giggling, I returned a message from my husband.

But I was surprised, Mas Indra did not reply anymore.

Does he understand that I don't have to pick him up?

Haisshh, I should be better off sleeping and not coming here.

A split second later, there was a man sitting in the chair next to me, he was also carrying a hot pop of noodles and drinks.

"Well full, Mommy?" the voice sounded familiar no longer. I looked over and sure enough it was Mas Indra!

"Hun? you know I'm here?" manya curious.

"No, I'm a roomer, didn't you say I slept at home?" answer Mas Indra astonished.

"Don't lie ...."

"No, dear ...."

"Well, did you ask me if you were full?!"

"The abbot from behind you looks like Sasa. Haha."

I pinched Mas Indra's arm and she hugged me tightly. He said 3 days of not seeing me was the same as 72 hours.

Mas Indra was always able to make me blush embarrassed and make these cheeks turn pink.

Heh? but isn't one day 24 hours? 24 times 3 is it true 72? so what's the difference?

You are Mas Indra! there is no romance! Hicks, hyx.

"Don't be that much, for you."

Mas Indra thrust out a paperpag that somehow contained what when we had just entered the Car and I was installing a 'seat belt' or seat belt.

On the way home, I can't wait to tell you about Ma'am Dewi but I try to hold it. I know Mas Indra must be tired, so it's better tomorrow. I pretended to be sleepy and tried to close my eyes, I wanted to sleep. But Mas Indra started to talk to me about the project while in Bali and met with anyone he was there in his team. I'm not sleepy either.

I listened to every story from Mas Indra carefully while occasionally saying, "ohya?" "pas si?" and the other one as an expression that I listen to all the stories.

I remembered the gift from Mas Indra earlier and immediately opened it.

"Woa, a new watch? I still have a long clock. You like to be wasteful if you buy anything!" I protested to my husband who bought things as he pleased.

"That's a gift, darling, not good you know in love gifts even angry," defended Mas Indra while continuing to smile and put on a face without sin.

"Yes I mean this isn't something I need anymore, Mas. Anyway thank you so much my husband, my lovely handsome unyu-unyu kayak turtle."

"Thank you doang, ask for yahh ration?"

"Jiaahh, it turns out there's a rock in front of the shrimp is this about a gift?"

"No, honey, we haven't seen you for a few days, so I miss you ...."

"I am also ...."

"Eh, Hun, it's a pity that you don't come, there are a lot of my friends that I want to know you when ...."

Obviously I became a bete', if not because I agreed to take care of Lea, I must have joined Mas Indra.

Haisshh, it's all my fault.

If it were this way and this way, I would surely be so and so.

But, the word 'if' is not good because it will make my mood more damaged, so, like a song title from Bondan, 'Yes already'.

"Yes tell them to come here, but I don't want to cook, just buy it. Haha."

"Hun, what if it turns out that Lea is not my son?" suddenly Mas Indra asked a question that made me very shocked and incredulous. Did I hear wrong? am I in a dream now?

"Huh? what do you mean, Mas? if Lea wasn't your son, who would she be?"

"Umm, 'I have no idea' (I don't know either), Hun," replied Mas Indra flatly.

"Why do you say that?"

"One of the project team members I've been working on, Mario, was wondering about my life now, he asked you too because he saw you in the Instagram photos I posted. But he says you've been to all of them or Mario has seen you, Hun. Mario has not lived in Indonesia for long. Now that makes me feel bad, Mario said ' Am I sure Lea is really my son?' I didn't think about it that way, Hun."

"I still don't understand, Mom?"

"Later, I told her story. I'm sorry, honey, I shouldn't be telling this story right now. I miss you so much. Can't sleep me for three nights there's no you by my side."

"Choose, I can sleep well. Haha."

"Huh? in seriously? You can sleep without me, hun? For what?"

"As such. Xixi."

When we got home, we cleaned up and took a break.

I'm still curious about what Mas Indra just said about Lea.

If not Mas Indra's son, then whose son is he really?

I hesitated to approach her to ask about Lea. But worse, Mas Indra wrongly caught. He thought this gesture was my thanks for the gift of the watch.

Ckckckck

We both did not go straight to sleep after 'it', I was still curious, ventured to ask about Mario and why he was talking about Lea too because Mario had said that I and he had met. I don't know who Mario is. At most, he only saw me in Instagram photos so as if he had met.

Seeing me who was very curious and put on the blanked face that I could, Mas Indra finally did not have the heart and he began to tell stories.

*Flash Back 6 Years Ago*

Like many people in general, after graduating from college, they will find work and start living independently and independently of parents. Some go far and even out of town, can be said 'to migrate'. And it is the same with Mas Indra, although he could have directly worked in the company of his parents, but Mas Indra chose to take his own path.

As his mother's favorite child, Mas Indra was not allowed to leave, but he insisted on living independently.

He was in this town. A metropolitan city with an atmosphere and aura of freedom that may be familiar to its place of origin or it could be, feels new to someone like Mas Indra.

Or maybe, he wants to be free and away from parental supervision.

Mas Indra works according to his field, at that time Mario had worked there first.

Alone and having no one in this city, Mas Indra began to make friends with Mario and other office friends.

Neighborhoods and friends can actually influence a person to change completely, or at least, because mingling with them, a person will also be affected or follow the styles, habits and activities that friends around him.

Free and living away from parents makes Mas Indra often do things or careless actions. With Mario and other friends, Mas Indra often went to nightclubs after working on a project or if tired after doing his office work.

From there began the meeting of Mother Goddess with Mas Indra.