Love Indira (My Ex-Lover's Mother)

Meet Edwin

Edwin left for the city. He went straight to Indi's house. They promised to meet at seven tonight.

Indi again felt stubborn. He looks ordinary, he also does not play songs like when he met Arga first. Edwin was a special person whom he greeted in a very simple way. Not because he didn't like Edwin. But he felt that if Edwin was in love, Edwin would like him with any appearance.

When Indi felt his heart beating fast, he knew Edwin was near. They have telepathic powers. Edwin and Indi could feel as they thought of each other. Indi had never had this kind of feeling power with any man before. Even with Arga, the man she loved. Is this what is called having an inner bond?

It was not difficult for Edwin to find the address that Indi gave him. He immediately gave news to Indi as soon as he arrived in front of Indi's house.

"Hallo Indi, I'm in front of your house." Edwin sent me a short message.

Indi immediately opened the gate of his house and welcomed Edwin's arrival with joy. Indi let Edwin in.

Edwin is very handsome. His name is a sibling with Arga, they have many similarities. Skinny, tall, handsome. Arga is more handsome, but Edwin is taller and more masculine. It is about 182cm tall. Compared to Indi which is only 160cm, Indi is only Edwin.

Edwin came wearing a dark green t-shirt, plaid shorts, a black hat and his favorite slipper slippers.

Indi is also beautiful tonight. Although she only wears a home shirt and shorts, but her beauty can hypnotize Edwin.

There are no streets, they just sit on the floor of Indi's house. Only their hearts were racing very hard when they were close together. But Indi and Edwin looked relaxed, no one looked nervous. Is it because there is no love between them? No, it's not like that. The light of love surrounded them.

A few hours chatting together, Edwin invited Indi to go to the nearest minimarket. He wanted to find a drink and some snacks. Indi followed Edwin. Indi took one packaged drink. While Edwin took some drinks and snacks. While on the sand, Edwin stood in front of Indi, behind him. "Edwin is so high" Indi spoke inwardly. Then, Edwin gently took a drink in Indi's hand and put it on the cashier's table.

"Let me pay." Edwin.

"You bought this? Don't want anything else?" Edwin assured.

"No, I don't want to snack" Indi replied briefly.

Indi let the drinks he bought be paid for by Edwin. Edwin's tall body blocked his view to the cashier's desk. After all, he did not want to argue in the minimarket.

After shopping, they went back to Indi's house.

They resumed the interrupted conversation earlier. Edwin tells of his life while abroad. Indi just listened. Edwin was so gentle, yet he looked rather cold. Very different from any man. Edwin is really fun. Not stiff when spoken to. Some jokes also came out of his mouth making the atmosphere warm.

When he was cool talking together, suddenly Indi's phone rang.

"Hallo ma'am." The call was from Edwin's mother.

"Hallo nak Indi, today Edwin said he would go to the city to see you."

"Oh yes ma'am, this is Edwin here. Do you want to talk?" ask Indi politely. He's not nervous at all.

"No need, just tell him to always be careful on the road."

"Good ma'am, I'll tell you later."

Edwin hung up.

"Who's calling?" ask Edwin. He asked because his name was mentioned.

"Your mother."

"What's he saying?"

"Why didn't my mom call me directly?" Edwin did not understand his mother's attitude.

"Of course." Indi shrugged his shoulders.

Edwin and Indi were busy talking, to the point that they did not realize it was twelve at night.

Edwin said goodbye to Indi. While in town, Edwin would stay at his friend's house.

After Edwin died, Indi closed the door with a lot of questions. Does Edwin love her? Why would Edwin meet him if there was no love? Why are there no words of love at all? Or is it not time yet? Indi let out a long breath. The answer to all of these questions is patience.

But there are questions he cannot answer. Why did he always feel his heart beating fast and his blood rushing when Edwin was about to contact him. Is that love?

***

At Edwin's house in the village, his mother had just finished contacting Indi. Suddenly Arga came after four days of not coming home.

"Where have you been?" ask mother.

"From mom's friend's house." Sahut Arga while opening the refrigerator looking for food.

"Whose house of friends?"

"Mother please don't ask now, I'm tired ma'am." Arga doesn't want to discuss the painful things in his life. Right now, he felt calmer than before.

"Oh yes ma'am, I heard Edwin is home."

"Yes, your brother came home two days ago. He brought you a lot of souvenirs. I put it in your closet. You'll see for yourself."

"Where is he now? How come I don't see any signs of her?" Arga asked while biting the fresh bread he had just smeared jam.

"So afternoon he was in town. He said he wanted to see Indi, the woman he loved." Ma Rika replied casually.

The deg!

Arga's heart stopped beating. The bread suddenly tasted bitter. Arga tried to look as normal as possible in front of her mother. He chewed his bread. She didn't want her mother to know she was heartbroken for loving the same woman as her brother. Wrong, Arga does not want his mother to know that his brother loves a woman who has become his lover.

Soon he finished his bread, then he entered the room.

"Where are you going Arga?" Ms. Edwin slightly shouted seeing Arga walking hastily.

"You take a break mom, you're tired." he said from behind the door.

Arga's heart was broken, his mind was raging. Her dear brother snatched away the person she loved so much. But this is not her brother's fault because he forbade Indi to tell about their relationship with Edwin. This is also not the fault of Indi, because it has been five months Arga can not be firm on himself.

"Hdi, this time I'll let you go. Not because I don't love you anymore, but because I want you to be happy. I'm sure Edwin will make you happy. But if you are my soul mate, you will definitely come back to me." Arga said in his heart.

His heart was accompanied by a few songs. People say, songs are one form of art that can evoke memory. He listened to songs they had listened to at home, songs they often sang when they called, and many other songs that had memories for him.

"Ikhlas, I will be sincere Indi, if this makes you happy. Maybe it's my way of repaying Edwin's kindness for everything he's ever given me." Arga's eyes glazed over. He couldn't hold back his heart.

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